The main lamp in the room has been out for a long time. Only the small lamp at the head of the bed is on. It's very light, like a cloud of smoke that will disperse at any time.

Jiang Lu barefoot on the floor, autumn night does not need to turn on the heating, the wood floor is a little cool, but she does not feel cold, but hot and dry, heartbeat like thunder, palms have begun to sweat.

She stood there with a light breath and tried to calm herself down. She tiptoed slowly from the head of the bed to the end of the bed. She held her breath at every step and didn't dare to make a sound. The distance was not far, but she walked very hard. There were many things scattered on the ground, and she couldn't see clearly. They were nothing but pillows, shoes and clothes, which seemed to be the habit of Hao Chengsheng, It seems that if you don't make a mess, you will not enjoy yourself.

She quietly around the end of the bed, to the other side of the bed, stood there, squinting carefully, through the light, she saw his pants, casually thrown on the ground, two trouser legs together, was directly thrown down by his feet, she clearly heard the sound of the pants landing, in addition to the stuffy flutter of the cloth, and the crisp sound of the key.

She squatted on the ground, fumbled on the ground with her hand, and sure enough, she felt a bulge. She found her pocket along the side of her pants. When the cold key was tightly held in her palm, her heart beat violently.

Instead of lying down for a while, she slowly stood up, with a layer of sweat on her back. She glued her pajamas to her body, which was very uncomfortable.

The light on this side of the bed is brighter and shines on the man's sleeping face. His habits are different from her. She must put on her clothes after she is finished. He is naked. The quilt is slanted under her arms, revealing a large chest. The muscles are tight and the barriers are clear. Under the dim light, it shows a kind of hazy sexy.

In fact, his appearance is really impeccable. His facial features are three-dimensional, his eyebrows are deep, his clothes are thin, and he has a standard figure with flesh in his clothes. There is God's blessing and the day after tomorrow's self-management. At least she knows that he has to go to the gym for a few hours every week. But what's the use? His interior is so ugly, so dirty, so dark, bloodless butcher!

She quietly walked past him, went into the bathroom, stood in the dark and took a few deep breaths. She found that she didn't have to be so nervous. She scared herself completely and made herself look like a secret agent sneaking in.

She locked the door, turned on the light, and spread out her right hand. The keys had been covered by her. Under the Milky light, they had a cold luster, like the moonlight on the autumn night.

The shape of the lock hole in the safe seemed to be engraved in her mind. It didn't take her long to recognize it. It was the small, strange looking silver key.

She took out a white rectangular soap from the drawer under the sink, spread the little key on it, and pressed it down until the key was parallel to the soap.

When she picked up the key, its shape was completely left on the soap surface. In fact, it wasn't soap. It was a kind of clay she bought online after she decided to steal the key. It was the most suitable for making the key mold.

She hid the key mold in a secret place and put out the light. The man was still sleeping. She was not so nervous as before. She walked past him calmly, but suddenly heard him say, "where have you been?"

At that time, Jiang Lu just wanted to put the key back quietly. Even if it was successful, how could she expect that he would suddenly speak and his heart would stop. Subconsciously, she hid her right hand behind her and hesitated to turn to see him, "I, I went to the bathroom."

He said, "where are you going?"

She thought that he asked strangely. Of course, she went to sleep around the other side of the bed.

"Not going anywhere, sleeping." She said, "it's not easy to climb over you."

He raised his arms: "I'll take you there."

"No," she quickly stepped back two steps, her feet on his pants.

He slowly sat up and wanted to hold her. In a hurry, Jiang Lu simply squatted down and put the key gently on the side of his pants. Anyway, he was throwing the key at random and it was normal for the key to fall out.

As soon as he put down the key, he had bent down, grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to bed.

She gave up her resistance and was taken to bed by him. He put her down, looked into her eyes, and gently put his hand into her clothes, but felt the wet meaning of his hand.

"Why do you sweat so much?"

She put the blame on him. "You didn't do it."

They lie face to face. His eyes are black and clear, and he looks at her for a moment. It's not like he just woke up. Jiang Lu is a little guilty and lowers her eyes to cover her confusion.

"Jiang Lu." He called her suddenly.

"Well?"

"Let's go out for a visit when we're done."

"Good."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Whatever."

"No place to go?"

With him, she didn't want to go anywhere.

"Let's go to the seaside in Southeast Asia. It's not cold."

"Well, you choose one and I'll have it arranged." He touched her hand under the quilt, swept the palm with his finger, and suddenly asked, "what's wrong with the hand?"

"Not much." She said.

He took out her hand and looked at it carefully with the light at the head of the bed. Jiang Lu also looked at it and felt a little hurt. She didn't know what had scratched her hand. Maybe it was the key. She was too nervous. The hard edge of the key almost pressed into the skin. She didn't know the pain. She was afraid that if she didn't grasp it tightly enough, it would make a sound.

He frowned. "What happened?"

"It's OK, it doesn't hurt," she said, drawing her hand back.

He teased her, "stay at home, do nothing, also can hurt yourself, you are a talent."

"What kind of injury is that?" She said, "it's just a nail scratch. You're making a mountain out of a molehill."

He suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth to smile. The light came from behind him. His face was backlit, and the smile looked a little overcast.

"I must have made a fuss." He laughed again, more strange expression, and then turned around, leaving only a cold back for her.

She had not been so moody in front of her for a long time since she made trouble with her last time. She thought that he would treat her a little differently, that their relationship would be more and more harmonious and convenient for her to act. Now it seems that she was wrong. Even if they had just been in love, he could still turn his face because of one word.

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