The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 775 Border Town Painter - Hooligan Girl 8
"Hmm, yes, pretty good."

Shen Changan sat upright, his eyes fixed on the movie, his heart beating unsteadily.

Xihe breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to let him go back later, otherwise, if she was alone, she might not guarantee that she would become a beast.Although it is not impossible, but... After all, the time is still too short.

At night, at the door.

Shen Changan stood by the door with his head down, silent.

Xihe looked funny and helpless, as if he had been wronged a lot: "Go back quickly, or it will be dark."

Shen Chang'an immediately said: "I'm not afraid of the dark."

Looking up at Xihe, the reluctance in his heart became stronger, and his voice was a little aggrieved: "The sofa is very comfortable, I don't choose a bed for sleeping." All the reserved things were thrown to Java.

Xihe: "..."

It's rare for him to say this, but that's not what she's worried about.

Shen Changan stretched out his hand to hold Xihe, and shook it: "I want to be with you, I promise I will behave myself."

After finishing speaking, he stared at her closely, his eyes were very careful. In the past, he would never have said these words, but she has been so kind to him these past two days, he couldn't help but want to test her bottom line step by step, See where she can bear herself.

He suddenly had an inexplicable confidence, and she couldn't bear to reject him.

Xihe: "... Be good, come to me tomorrow."

Bang, shut the door mercilessly.

Shen Changan: "..."

Staring blankly at the door, there was a rare moment of blankness on his face.

Inside the house, Xihe covered her mouth and grinned. Even if she had no memory, sometimes her personality would be different, but she was always the same person, and certain behaviors and thoughts were the same.

Re-learning is a very simple matter.

However, Xihe occasionally had to be dull, otherwise how could she bother Shen Changan if she was too smart?
The teachers in the training class taught quite well, and the biggest trump card was still the sea of ​​questions tactics, especially when facing subjects such as mathematics, they had to do the questions every time they went back to Xihe, and asked Shen Chang'an if they couldn't.

Shen Changan was very enthusiastic about this.

After all, only by giving lectures can he justifiably rely on his girlfriend.

Focusing on studying, Xihe didn't show up at the bar for a long time, and finally she couldn't help but someone came to her: "Jasmine, I've opened several bottles of wine, I'm just waiting for you, hurry up."

As soon as the phone was connected, there was a crackling chatter over there.

Shen Changan glanced at the person studying hard over there, and said, "Jasmine is busy, let me ask her for you."

The man who called was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at his phone. At ten o'clock in the evening, he said, "Why are you holding Jasmine's phone? Are you with her? Damn it, you two are not really together, are you?"

The words were full of surprise, and even the exclamations of other people in the bar could be heard.

Shen Changan's gloomy mood finally got better, he walked over and held Xihe's hand: "We are indeed together." He stared straight at her, with a hint of possessiveness in his eyes.

"I'm going, are we really together? Where's Jasmine? You let Jasmine talk!"

The yelling was extremely loud.

Xihe answered the phone and looked at Shen Chang'an: "What's the matter? Drink? I'm not going, I'm busy. Yes, we're together. Let's play together, next time we have a chance, bye."

He hung up the phone neatly and put the phone on the table.

At night, the lamplight was bright, reflecting the eyebrows and eyes of the two of them. Shen Changan rubbed her hand: "Is it okay not to go? Will they be angry?"

These words, inexplicably, make people feel a little teasing.

Xihe hugged his waist and raised her face: "Then do you want me to go?"

Shen Changan felt depressed, of course he didn't want to, but he has always been obedient to her, could he refuse?He could only say, "If you want to go, then go."

Xihe nodded: "Alright then, I'll go change my clothes."

Shen Changan: "..."

She got up and went into the bedroom and changed into a pink skirt that showed her figure. She walked with stilettos and swayed gracefully. The gully on the chest of the thin gauze skirt was looming.

Shen Changan: "..."

Xihe smiled and pulled him towards the door: "Let's go."

Shen Changan walked to the door like a puppet on a string. Seeing the doorkeeper close, he pushed him against the door and leaned against her: "..."

Xihe was surprised and tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

Shen Changan said in his heart, what did you say?Do you want to go out dressed like this?He could even imagine what expressions others would show and what they were thinking when they saw her like this.

"Don't go, okay?"

Shen Changan's voice was muffled: "I don't want you to go."

Xihe glanced at his extraordinarily strong posture, and calmed down: "Shen Chang'an, you have changed."

Shen Changan remained silent, pinching her waist without letting go, his fingertips subconsciously rubbed the skin under his palm, suddenly, pause, skin?Looking sideways, good guy, hot enough, with a few thin silk threads hanging from his back.

Shen Changan's face darkened: "Are you going out wearing this?"

Without waiting for Xihe to say anything,
Forcibly half-hugging and half-dragging her into the room, bang, he raised his foot and closed the door: "It's changed."

Xihe was heartbroken, but he had a strange expression on his face: "Why? Isn't it good-looking?"

After turning around, the skirt flew up, making it even more attractive.

Shen Changan's heart was beating wildly, but he felt aggrieved when he thought that she was going to wear this outfit to show others.

He pursed his lips tightly and made a face.

Xihe felt happy, and rushed forward, wrapping his arms around his neck: "Talk, isn't it good-looking?"

Who can resist the girl she loves, coquettishly and softly in her arms?Shen Chang'an struggled to look away, and said resolutely, "You usually look better in what you wear than this."

"Oh."

Xihe nodded and grabbed his hand: "Then you should let go."

What are you doing so tightly?
Shen Changan: "..."

Jun's face was flushed, as if his hands were scalded, he quickly let go: "I'm sorry."

Xihe couldn't bear it any longer, laughed out loud, and fell into his arms with a smile, and leaned forward to bite the young man's chin: "Stupid, can't you see that I'm wearing it for you to see?"

Eyebrows curved, smile trembled wildly.

Shen Changan was stunned for two seconds, hugged her tightly, and buried his head on her neck: "Jasmine..."

I didn't know what to say for a while, like meeting a rainbow after the rain, being hit by a huge surprise, my heart was sweet and soft, and I wanted to rub someone into my arms.

Xihe raised her head and held his face: "Shen Changan, I like you."

Watching his eyes sparkle with love.

Shen Changan was moved, leaned over, and kissed her on the forehead: "I love you." The liking is too shallow, I love you.

Wrapping her arms around her waist, she circled gently in the living room, dancing in a disorderly way, the two of them only had each other in their eyes, Xihe dragged Shen Changan down on the sofa, straddled his lap, and held the man's face, muttering: "Chang'an..."

"Ah."

Shen Changan stared at her closely, his throat rolled up and down: "I am here."

(End of this chapter)