What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

Jiang Jian quickly picked him up and walked out, and walked out of the clubhouse through another passageway without people.

When the security guard opened the door for Jiang Jian, his eyes drifted to Guan Heng who was in his arms from time to time. Guan Heng's fair and tender cheeks were flushed at this time, there were still a few beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his black hair was wet. On the top, the lips are dry and cracked, and he can't hear what he is saying clearly. It seems that he has been drugged.

The security guy was hesitant to call for someone. He was a new employee, so he didn't know that this kind of thing was very common, and the movement of opening the door slowed down.

Jiang Jian's expression turned cold from Guan Heng's anxious expression: "Hurry up."

The security guard was startled by his gloomy expression, and he didn't care whether the child had taken drugs or not, and hurriedly opened the co-pilot's door.

Jiang Jian bent down and put him on the seat, stretched out his hand to fasten the safety belt for him, Guan Heng opened his eyes slightly, and his scorching breath sprayed around Jiang Jian's neck, and he felt that all the heat was concentrated in that small area.

"Hmm...it's so hot, huh, Jiang Jian, I'm so hot." He twisted his body unconsciously, panting with a hoarse voice, Jiang Jian unscrewed the mineral water in the car and wet it on a small towel , trying to control the strength of the palm as much as possible to gently wipe his flushed cheeks, perhaps feeling a comfortable coolness, Guan Heng waited for him to finish wiping, then closed his eyes and leaned on the back cushion, breathing steadily.

Jiang Jian turned around and got into the driver's seat and stepped on the clutch. The security guy quickly swiped his card and let them go out.

Guan Zhilin waited for a while in the private room next door, and walked slowly towards the toilet with a camera in his hand. He was getting closer and closer with a smiling face, and laughed unconsciously when he heard the banging sound in the toilet. It's really intense, I don't know what my little cousin looks like now...

He heard the sound of the bald head panting rapidly inside, and excitedly pushed open the half-open door, thinking that he could see the scene he wanted to see, but the door was fully opened but there was no figure inside, he was surprised Walked in, before he could look around, he was pushed to the ground by a strong force, screaming all over, all he knew was that there was a large person behind him with a particularly high body temperature, who pressed down and rubbed and bit his neck Gnawing, Guan Zhilin was terrified and wanted to crawl forward, but the clothes behind him grabbed him and held him down...

Jiang Jian pushed down the window almost completely, and a gust of cold wind came in, and the hotness in the car was relieved and slowly cooled down, except for Guan Heng.

He moaned and yelled, the cold wind blowing on his body seemed to be of no use to him, he raised his hand tremblingly to unbutton his clothes, but the whole person tried several times in a daze but failed, he was unwilling He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Jian who was driving.

"Hmm...huh...Jiang Jian," a sweet raving sound came out of her mouth.

Jiang Jian got angry almost instantly after being called by him, frowning and said coldly: "Sit down."

Guan Heng was even more wronged, his eyes drooped, and he looked pitiful, and softly called out: "Jiang Jian, I'm not feeling well."

Jiang Jian rubbed his fingers against the leather cover on the steering wheel without saying a word, but continued to drive forward, but Guan Heng was not obedient at all. The seat belt restricted his body but did not restrict his hands. He touched Jiang Jian with his fingers. His arm, his fingers rubbed against the fabric of the shirt, it was obviously such an action similar to an unknown invitation, but his eyes felt very ignorant.

Jiang Jian tensed the muscles on her arms, as if she had finally given up struggling, she went directly off the viaduct and turned to the surrounding area of ​​Jiangjing Park.

The moon hung brightly in the night sky, and the stars did not hide in the clouds, but competed to twinkle.

The car stopped next to a big tree, and the tires rolled over the soil and fallen leaves, making a creaking sound.

The wind blowing into the car was suddenly reduced, and only a slight wind came in intentionally or unintentionally, which was useless to the continuously rising heat inside the car.

"It's so hot..." Guan Heng stared at the expressionless Jiang Jian with confused eyes. He felt that Jiang Jian was very different from usual now. The bottomless abyss seemed to suck everything in, making his heart beat faster.

Black, the devil's favorite color, should be his color, Guan Heng stared at his eyes obsessively.

Jiang Jian felt that his whole body was so hot that he was about to explode, and the person in front of him unconsciously stretched out his red soft tongue to lick his dry lips.

His eyes were dim, and he raised his hand to close all the car windows, as if personally shutting down all the possibility of retreating, stretched out his slender fingers to rub Guan Heng's red hot cheeks, the skin was hot and delicate, he couldn't stop sliding repeatedly , and repeatedly pressed his index finger on his dry lips.

Guan Heng was uncomfortable being held down by him, and wanted to turn his head away, but Jiang Jian quickly pinched his jaw and couldn't move an inch.

He made a whining sound in dissatisfaction, feeling that he was too thirsty, opened his mouth slightly, stretched out his tongue and licked it softly, the warm tip of his tongue accidentally rubbed against Jiang Jian's finger, could he I felt that Jiang Jian's breath was disordered, and I could also feel that he carried a dangerous message.

"Are you thirsty?" Jiang Jian tore off the mask of hypocrisy and asked knowingly.

Guan Heng nodded eagerly, and kept moving his body forward, looking at the half bottle of water left in the car, which was left over by Jiang Jian for wiping his face.

Jiang Jian saw it too, and with his free hand, he took the water bottle to Guan Heng and shook it in front of Guan Heng. Colorless water droplets clinged to the bottle, refracting the light, making it crystal clear.

Jiang Jian opened the bottle with a smile, that smile was also different from usual, full of a blushing wildness.

"Want to drink?" Jiang Jian asked again.

"I want..." Guan Heng's eyes revealed longing, watching Jiang Jian put the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, and impatiently took a sip. Before he could swallow it, Jiang Jian threw the back of his head forward .

Jiang Jian tilted her head and pressed his lips to his lips, and before Guan Heng could react, she pried open his teeth and competed with him for the water in her mouth. Clothes were also wet.

"Do you still want to drink?" Jiang Jian gently wiped off the water stains around his mouth, and glanced at his brows and eyes inch by inch, that strong aggressiveness seemed to swallow him alive.

Guan Heng nodded blankly, he felt a fire in his body, this little water didn't have any effect on him, and it even intensified.

Jiang Jian was very satisfied, and used the same method to feed water into his mouth, and when he pulled his tongue out, he entangled with it again, and drank half of the bottle of water like this.

Guan Heng felt his whole body go limp, and the seat belt on his body was loosened at some point. He lay on top of Jiang Jian and panted slightly, but he was very energetic underneath. strange.

Immediately stretched out his hand to go under him, Guan Heng trembled, looked up at him in disbelief, Jiang Jian held his back firmly to prevent him from moving, smiled softly and whispered in his ear From time to time, he dropped a few kisses on his ear, as if the underground devil was uttering sweet words to lure the young man into the abyss with him.

Guan Heng tightly grasped his wet and wrinkled clothes, buried him in his arms, and showed a triumphant smile.

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