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At first it was a forced kiss.

Then it turned into a kiss.

Then, the touch of the lips was not enough, the tongue, the teeth, all joined in one by one.The tips of each other's noses were smooth, and they pressed against each other, and their cheeks rubbed against each other, and even the fine hairs rubbed against each other, as if they were itchy to laugh, hot air gushed out of their mouths.

I don't even remember when the hands on the table were clenched together, and it was painful when I realized it.

Whether the table made of solid wood has elasticity, being pressed against our tight body, the situation and scene really correspond to an idiom——

What idiom?

Guess what?

Just

Two dragon table! (Table: I feel like I've been violated)

Every time I think of the kiss that day, I can't help but smack, smack, smack, why is it so cool?

That brand new feeling is like an elevator opening a new world!

Although I kissed again later and became more proficient and more sophisticated, it was still not as shocking as that day, because it was something that came from nothing.

When the war finally ceased, both of them were a little shy.

I feel that the desks, chairs, and phone calendars in the office are no longer simple.

We both got up and left in a tacit understanding.

In the stairwell, I shyly(?) grabbed him.

He flinched and didn't dodge.

I said, now I have a little faith, or I always feel uneasy, I always feel that you are with me because I have been chasing you.

He said, how come?Someone else chased me too.

I? ? ?Forget it, don't care about these details.

We hurried downstairs, turned off the computer, and prepared to go back to the hotel where I was staying.

But before doing that, I recommend going to the bathroom first, because it's common sense - running water can help soothe the body.

But DN obviously didn't have such common sense, and he didn't get any relief after releasing the water.

Of course it's my fault, because while waiting for the elevator, I put my hand in the back pocket of his trousers >_

Ding!

The elevator is here!

Doesn't a camera tube work without an elevator?

After the elevator door opened—a row of big leaders stood inside.

Ah oh!

It turned out that the leaders had just finished their meeting.

I quickly smiled and moved my hand away from behind DN without a trace (?).

In the elevator, the leaders seemed to be in a good mood just after making money, and they even joked about me, saying that I was the intern who went out drinking with XX (the manager who took me) and praised me for my good drinking capacity.

I said that the amount of alcohol is actually not much, but I have a little guts haha.

The leader said to save face that gallbladder is more important than capacity for alcohol. He also said that they were going to an industry forum in the afternoon and asked DN and me if they wanted to go and listen together.

DN and I looked at each other and smiled, and we had a good understanding.

We have more urgent tasks upon us.

However, the opportunity to go out with the leader is even rarer!more important! (DN: Our spirit is dead)

So I had the cheek to have lunch with the big leaders, because I was the only one who had lunch, and the DN was covered by his uncle.

Then I took a long car ride to attend a certain industry forum, and then attended a dinner party, drinking and singing K with a group of investment club members.

Because of the short-mouthed eaters, I worked harder to accompany the wine, so I drank too much. DN didn't drink, he had a good excuse, he wanted to drive for his uncle.

The last memory of that day is that DN did not send me to the hotel, but took me back to his uncle's house.

I thought happily that I would share the bed with DN after all today!

Then I found out that his uncle's house had extra guest rooms besides the guest room for DN, what a shame!

Just like that, he fell asleep with dissatisfaction.

The next day, I woke up in a strange and luxurious room.

There was a moment of confusion.

Then I found myself naked.

The confusion disappears.

I don't know what happened that night.

I really do not know.

I just remember that when I saw DN in the morning, he was very happy.

During breakfast, even his uncle noticed his abnormality.

I rode back to the hotel in a yellow car, and DN followed, and I even heard him humming.

I was very alert, but I didn't feel uncomfortable when I was riding on the saddle.

Passing by the river, there is a section of cycling road with a beautiful scenery, which was actually controlled, and a warning sign was put up "Shared bicycles are prohibited", and there were police officers guarding it.

This is a passage, not a private community.

Why discriminate against shared bicycles?

I saw two girls riding the little red bike change their way indignantly after being rejected.

The co-op saw me and waved to stop me.

I also happily waved to him.

He said that shared bicycles cannot pass!

I said it was my own car, it was just yellow.

He just...let me pass.It turned out that he just wanted a reason.

DN was not far behind me.

I heard the assistant policeman also ask him.

He said, the one in front of me and I are lovers~couple~car~

Didi!

We waved goodbye to the police in the wind.

He's completely messed up.