About me forcibly kissing the elevator guy

Not as exaggerated as last time, I just got a little dark in front of my eyes.

The bed is not my bed, the ceiling is not my ceiling, and the clothes are not yesterday's clothes.

This is not being drunk and being taken home by a handsome guy, this is me getting drunk at the handsome guy's house.

The former is romantic, and it is enough to listen to it.

The latter was miserable and wanted to cry when he heard it.

I was relieved that no one was around me.

I'm definitely not a little lost, really.

I glanced at the nightgown on my body, it was the same style as elite men.

It was probably worn by him for a change of clothes. It is a bit bigger than me, and the V-neck hangs down to the kidney.

I'm talking nonsense, in fact, I can't figure out where the kidney is.

I am clean and slippery.

What happened last night.

I stared at the space between my legs and couldn't see why.

What did I give or not?

I hold my breath.

I seem to have kissed someone again.

It's okay, this time it's not in the elevator.

I comfort myself.

The elite man was not in the living room, so I knocked on the closed study.

He was smoking a cigarette, and when he opened the door, I coughed.

"Don't, don't, it's expensive...a waste."

I tried my best to save him, but he still squeezed the cigarette into the water glass.

There was a tear, and it hurt me to hear it.

He sat back on the swivel chair, typing quickly on his notebook.

"There is breakfast on the table, eat before leaving."

I exited carefully, stepped out of the catwalk, and closed the door for him.

Bread and jam, and a sausage and two fried eggs.

I was so satisfied with the meal that I brushed the plate by the way, and even closed the anti-theft door lightly.

I don't know what kind of work he does, and he can't rest on weekends.

Thinking about me who wakes up naturally on weekends, eats instant noodles and watches games, I reflect on myself.

Introspection is impossible to introspect, at most it is verbal.

After I got home, I took a hasty shower, leaned on the bed, and unplugged the phone on the bedside table.

The news from Ersha last night asked me if I was going to buy swimming trunks.

I just remembered that next week we will build a team and go to the beach.

If you don't buy it, you can still wear it in college, so why buy it.

So I ignored the news, opened the game, and didn't have time to sign in yesterday.

I cried, I broke the contract.

After playing for a while, I always feel that I have overlooked something.

I stared at the ceiling and thought about it.

I haven't fallen asleep on his sofa yet.

As for the team building thing, I quite like it.

After all, traveling at public expense, the salary is still paid as usual.

Although I have never met the boss, I think he is a good person.

You ask me why I think so?

Because the rented bus is spacious, bright, odorless, and air-conditioned.

Ersha kept telling me what a sexy pair of swimming trunks he bought, sure to attract the attention of all beach beauties.

No, with his wretchedness, I don't think his love career will succeed.

You should learn more like me, simplicity is true.

After entering the hotel, I felt once again that the boss is a good person.

Floor-to-ceiling windows, sea view room.

I really didn't see Ersha's swimming trunks.

It was pure black and tight, so that the contours of their eggs could be seen clearly.

There is also a kissme on the back of the buttocks.

Look at his way of showing off in front of his colleagues.

Against my will, I praised him, "Awesome."

I was slapped in the face.

My college swimming trunks don't seem to fit me right.

It hurts me a bit.

Fortunately, it is double-layered, and it looks loose on the surface.

I take one step, one step hurts.

The two idiots were amazed and circled around me.

He suddenly pushed me into the shower cubicle.

I looked at the door he locked behind him, and my heart skipped a beat.

He won't... have a crush on me.

You bought these swimming trunks just to show me?

But I consider him a brother.

This is not good, I have to refuse in advance if there is no future.

Some people are moved by just looking at it, and some people are buddies after looking at it a hundred million times.

Ersha looked serious, and he opened his mouth.

I have already prepared a long speech to reject him and maintain our friendly relationship.

I take a deep breath.

Second Silly, "Who did you get screwed by?"

I looked at the photos I took on my phone and fell into deep thought.

I checked the traces in the morning, and there was no one in front of me who was looking at his back in the mirror.

Three red marks, the color is not deep, and it is likely to disappear soon.

With my fair skin, just looking at it makes people blush and heartbeat.

On the shoulders, around the spine, and around the waist.

My old face became hot.

I was really pissed off.

By no means shy.

Why are the hickeys printed by elite men so beautiful?

I have to go upstairs to talk to him when I go back, he has brought me a bad negative influence.

Better to have a long conversation.

so i can...

Sit on the comfortable sofa at his house for a while.

I said righteously, "I pinched it myself."

Ersha obviously didn't believe it, "Are you lying to the dog?"

you do not say.

I opened the door and went out, wearing a bath towel, so I could bask in the sun.

He suddenly thought of something, and his expression was horrified.

"Then you asked for sick leave that day because you got a fever?"

It's not a holiday, there are not many people on the beach, and it is almost contracted by the company.

I explained that I didn't ask for leave that day, and I didn't have a fever.

Ersha's expression became even more frightening, his eyeballs almost fell out.

"You hooked up with that bald man?"

If I hadn't seen a familiar figure, I would have beaten him until he couldn't recognize his partner.

He can't recognize him even if he doesn't beat him, who made him still have a date.

I walked quickly towards the umbrella, unable to take my eyes off those long legs.

The person lying on the bench was wearing sunglasses and didn't respond to me at all.

I couldn't help shouting from afar.

The elite man took off his sunglasses, propped up his upper body and looked at me.

He is still handsome.

Left foot stumbles right foot.

A dog gnawed mud on the spot.

I knelt with my knees together on the empty chair next to him.

He took the juice he handed and rinsed his mouth.

I was distressed, so I took a small mouthful to rinse.

I was almost done rinsing, and I secretly took a sip.

The second fool stopped following after a long distance, and was standing far away staring at me.

Maybe it's shy to meet strangers?

No matter what, in short, the ears are clean and clean for the time being.

Kind of embarrassing.

After all, I forcibly kissed someone twice.

As a good attacker, I have to break this atmosphere.

"Uh, what a coincidence, you, you also bask in the sun?"

I suddenly came back to my senses, and my super high IQ was fully utilized.

Who is free to come to the beach to play on weekdays?

This is definitely the same company as me.

It was destined.

I can't live up to it.

I want to soak...

Call him brother and brother!