How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

The restaurant was selected by Lu Jiaheng, and finally ate Japanese food.

If three years ago, Gu Han dared to joke with Chu Zhi, for example, I chose the genius and seniors, such as I don’t like the pink water cup, then she is completely quiet now.

The roommate and the school grass talked about freshman love when they were in their freshman years, and they didn't know what kind of experience it was until they graduated.

Gu Han felt a little sad, and even wanted to know what to post.

Several people sat at the table, and Lu Jiaheng went to answer the phone. As soon as they left, Gu Han's grudged eyes looked at Chuchi.

Chuchi also had a little bit of imagination. She narrowed her neck and looked at her head obediently. She confessed her mistake in a low voice: "Don't be angry, I'm wrong."

"Don't say it, you and Ben didn't take me as a friend." Gu Han looked at her with sorrow and raised her phone. "I've already sent a message to know that, you go to search for it, the title is'roommate and roommate and The school grass talked about freshman love from freshman love, and it was not until graduation that I knew what kind of experience it was"

The warm sake was served on the table, and Hachibori handed it over with both hands, and looked at her with a dazzling expression, looking at her with a smile: "Gu, Gu beer."

Gu Han narrowed his eyes: "Come on for a cup?"

When you say it, you just pay it. At the beginning, Shuri pinched two small cups.

The two leaned over the table and leaned together. At first, Hachiri had short arms and was a bit struggling. The two drew closer and their wrists intersected. At first Hori was a little embarrassed.

Because Gu Han yelled to fight wine with Lu Jiaheng, several people also ate and hung out all afternoon and were not very hungry. They simply chose the home wine house. This sake tastes sweet. After the first drink, the small cup is put on the table , Swipe your mouth and feel it carefully.

The first time she drank sake, she thought it was better than beer, and the beer was bitter again. For the few times she drank beer, she only wanted to hiccup every time.

After the three cups, Lu Jiaheng came back, followed by a few bars of ice beer.

Both Gu Han and Lin Tong were villains, and just a few people had a small pot of sake, and she got up, and a glass of ice was pushed in front of Lu Jiaheng, and said seriously: "Senior, you are not kind, we are a treasure of the first small garden Little girl, you cheated away without saying a word, for a few years."

Lu Jiaheng took it, rubbed his fingertips over the wall of the cold beer glass, and the water drops rolled down.

He smiled and nodded: "It's my fault, punishment, I'll do this cup first."

Gu Han: "..."

Lin Tong: "..."

Xue Niannan: "..."

Gu Han felt that this place could not be found. Her highest record was eight bottles of beer. Although there were no broken pieces, it was almost the same. She already felt that she was half a hero. As a result, the senior student of the water glass was about to do a good job. And they are not a level at all.

Chuchi held a glass of plum wine, pinched the ice cubes inside the straw to play, watched as if watching the landing Jiaheng goo goo go go and do it.

He tilted his head slightly, his neck pulled into a sharp vertical line, and his throat knot rolled as he swallowed.

Drops of water dripped from the wall of the ice beer mug, flowing down his neck, winding down all the way and sliding into the neck of the shirt.

There is a kind of wanton sex appeal, which makes the salivary glands unconsciously active again.

It is said that men are the most handsome when they smoke.

It seems that when drinking, he is also very handsome.

Hakuichi's face was a little bit hot, and I don't know if it was the effect of the few glasses of sake I just drank.

She lowered her eyes with her cheeks up, lowered her chopsticks, and rubbed her ears secretly.

Lu Jiaheng bottomed out with a cup, and she pushed towards the side table, lifted her eyes, smiled, and pulled it to the front without changing her face.

Before waiting for him to stand up, Gu Han knew how to use both hands in a timely manner, and honestly admitted: "Brother-in-law, I surrender."

Lu Jiaheng laughed, raised his hand and rubbed Chu Garden's head: "Don't this little thing be the smallest in your bedroom?"

Lin Tong was blinded, and only thought that his “little things” seemed to feed them dog food.

Gu Han trembling: "Then, brother-in-law?"

Chuchi couldn't hear it anymore and whispered: "I think it's better to call it senior."

*

It was already evening when I came out of the izakaya. Gu Han and Lin Tong sang the national anthem together on their shoulders, and Chuichi jumped up and down to clap their hands and applauded.

Only Xue Niannan was awake, she called in advance, Xue father drove the car to pick them up, and coaxed the two girls into the car, Xue Niannan looked at the first gardener in Jiaheng's arms: " is you."

Lu Jiaheng "hmm" and watched her get in the car.

Gu Han was still immersed in the emotional wounds and had not been able to climb out so far. Before he got on the train, he stopped suddenly and stopped singing, turned around and watched the landing Jiaheng.

She was tall and stepped on very high heels. Lu Jiaheng was standing on the road. She stepped on the side road and the height of the two was almost the same.

As she moved, several people around her stopped.

Gu Han's eyes were red, and he had a big tongue.

"Pink water glass." She called him.

Lu Jiaheng didn't speak.

Gu Han raised his eyes, his eyes were red, and he drank a little above his face, and his face was also red: "My Ah Zhi will be given to you."

She was full of alcoholic words, and looked at him with a deep look: "If you dare to lose him, the old lady will kill you first."

Lu Jiaheng pursed her lips and responded softly: "I just lost the whole world, and I never lost her."

*

Father Xue's car drove away, Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl in his arms.

Hatsui leaned back in his arms cleverly, seemingly unaware of the bloody wind that had just happened, his small head hanging down, and breaking his fingers to the "Disciple Regulations".

The soft and glutinous voice, with a sense of meaning, vaguely, one at a time:

"Winter is warm, summer is sad..."

"Morning saves, faintness sets..."

"What's behind, what is..."

She rubbed her eyes and muttered something again, and then teased herself, her small shoulders trembling and giggling.

Lu Jiaheng lost her smile and felt that she was quite good when she was drunk. She played with herself so honestly.

He raised his hand and squeezed her little face: "Little drunkard."

Chuichi raised his head.

Shuirun's big eyes looked at him, his eyes reddish, and his expression was confused.

He raised his hand and scraped the tip of her wrinkled nose: "Go home."

Lu Jiaheng drank and couldn't drive, the car was left there, and the two drove back.

At night the lights were shining brightly, Lu Jiaheng accompanied Chu Zhi in the back seat of the taxi, she shrunk in his arms, and she was not moving honestly, whispering all by herself, then giggling.

Like a little fool.

The air conditioner in the taxi was turned on very well. At first, he felt that there was a fire burning in his body, and now he felt even hotter. After sitting for a while, he began to pull the coat without honesty.

Lu Jiaheng pulled her coat to keep her from moving, holding her tightly in her arms and pressing.

Hakuchi was very uncomfortable, arching like a small loach, trying to get rid of his shackles, but unsuccessful, she pouted unhappily and raised her head to see him.

Lu Jiaheng lowered her eyes and hugged her arm to tighten, deliberately pressed her throat: "Be a little better, otherwise I won't want you."

Chuichi's originally unhappy expression, staring at him with big eyes, heard the words, lost for more than ten seconds, and became aggrieved.

She looked up at him grievously, her ruddy lips deflated, and her eyes were wet. The next second, the crystal tears contained a circle: "Lu Jiaheng..."

Lu Jiaheng's heart is soft and crisp.

Chuchi called him, pitifully, tears rolled down in the blink of an eye.

She shed nonsense with tears: "I teach you to read disciples rules, don't want me..."

"..."

Lu Jiaheng was a bit crying and laughing, he sighed, raised his hand, the index finger knuckle gently wiped off the tears in the corner of her eyes, holding the person on his lap and hugged in his arms: "I am funny, I want you to want you, first Baby is so good."

Chuchi blinked his eyes, rubbed his palms on his hands, and raised his arms around his neck.

His head rubbed against his chest for a while, and he raised his head again, his red eyes staring straight at him.

The light from the streetlights and car lights outside the window was shining brightly into her eyes.

Lu Jiaheng pursed her lips and looked at her, nobody moved.

Her arm pressed down, hooked his neck down, and the man sat on his lap straight up, the small neck stuck, kissing his lips.

Lu Jiaheng was taken by surprise and was taken aback by her.

Her lips were hot, breathing out alcohol, and she kissed him awkwardly and explored.

Lu Jiaheng turned his head and clasped her shoulders with one hand, his head backed away, pulling away the distance.

The two separated and looked at him blankly for the first time.

In the taxi, the driver's line of sight swept through the rearview mirror intentionally or unintentionally.

Lu Jiaheng stared at him calmly, and gave him a cold look from the rearview mirror.

The driver hurriedly took back his eyes.

Lu Jiaheng raised her hand, pressed her head, and buckled her small head to her shoulder: "Let's get home soon after lying down for a while."

"I don't want it." Chuchi mumbled, squeezing his neck in dissatisfaction with him, trying to lift it.

He was so strong that she tried hard and was still pressed tightly. At first, he died quickly, biting down on the side of his neck, and won’t let go.

Lu Jiaheng sighed, rubbed her hair, and coaxed her in a low voice: "At first, don't bite, I'm in pain."

The first puppy seemed to have listened to it too, slowly, reluctantly loosening his mouth. After two seconds, the soft and soft tongue tip reached the place where it had previously bitten, and it passed like a soothing.

Lu Jiaheng stiffened, grasping her five fingers behind her head and tightening.

She was buried in his neck, and the little black head was not honest for a moment, rubbing back and forth, kissing along the side of the neck, along the chin, the skin behind the ear.

She kissed for a while, then stopped, murmured gummyly in his ear, laughed foolishly, and said enough, the lips were stuck on again, biting awkwardly.

Lu Jiaheng buckled with one hand behind her head and looked straight ahead.

Less than an hour's drive, like a century has passed.

As soon as the taxi stopped, Lu Jiaheng pulled a hundred Zhang from the wallet and passed it. Without waiting for money, he directly opened the door and got off the car.

The wind was cold at night, and he shrank his shoulders at first, raised his head, and his two short legs wandered twice, automatically obeying his waist.

Lu Jiaheng held her on the elevator, and her lip was found from the side of her ear, like a chick waiting to be fed.

With a ding, the elevator doors opened slowly.

Lu Jiaheng felt out the key with one hand, opened the door, and flashed in.

With the sound of "Bang", the door of the room was hit, followed by the muffled sound of hitting the door panel.

Lu Jiaheng supported her back with one hand, to prevent her from being hit by pain, and pressed the people heavily on the door panel.

Like a frog boiled in her warm water, she played all the way slowly.

Slowly, it's even more grueling.

The nerves are almost broken.

Lu Jiaheng turned her into the house and walked to the bedroom.

The moonlight poured down the window, the light was gloomy and dark, on the dark gray bed sheet, the girl lay flat on it, the skin was transparent and the hair spread out.

Like a sacrifice that was sent to the altar, it was like a demon who came to suck his blood and charm his mind.

He bowed his head.

Alcoholic fermentation, Hakuchi’s consciousness was hazy and vague, calling his name again and again, "Lu Jiaheng..."

He mutely said: "I am."

Lu Jiaheng supported the bed with both hands, raised his head, and kissed her wet corners of the eyes.

Every sound she called him was like a string strung on his heart, tightening slowly, inch by inch.

She is sin and the only redemption.