The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

Song Jiujiu puts down the spoon, takes a fork on one side, and forks a fruit into Fu Cai's mouth. Fu Cai is stunned and raises her eyes to see her serious face. I don't know why. It's funny.

"Why are you so serious? Not happy? "

When he said this, he opened his mouth and bit off what was on the fork. Song Jiujiu shook his head and thought too much. He thought that this man was very good. How could such a good man be cheated by her.

Fu Tsai raised her eyebrows, got up and squatted, looked at her face seriously and held her chin.

Song September's face is really small, delicate like a doll, skin and white, looking at it is really lovable.

"Why is it so suddenly?"

it's not supposed to be happy for her birthday. How can I feel that she has been wronged a lot.

"I just feel so touched, Fu Tsai. It's very kind of you."

Fu Tsai's mouth twitched, his hand let her chin go, his fingertips stroked her broken hair on her forehead, and bowed his head to kiss her forehead.

"Well, if you know it, don't tell me. Eat it. I'll take you to put Kongming lantern."

Although the table is full of things on the table, there are only four or five in each dish, which are carefully chopped, and the shape is heart-shaped.

Song September every eat a, feel their heart sweet some, the corners of the mouth uncontrolled upward.

It was dark outside. Fu Tsai stood in front of the French window in a daze. He turned his head and saw the appearance of song and September. His eyes were bright.

Song September directly into his arms, his back was hit directly against the glass, he is glad that the quality of the glass is OK, otherwise two people really have to turn down from here.

He held the man in his arms and caressed him slowly with his palm on her back. Song Jiujiu put his arm around his waist and raised his head to kiss him. However, he found that he was not tall enough. He frowned and pulled his collar down.

Fu Tsai had no choice but to let her toss and toss. She felt the warmth of her lips. The corners of her mouth were hooked, and her lips touched each other for a short time. He got up and pressed song's head in September to prevent her from leaning up.

The body that song September wanted to go up was directly fixed in its original place by Fu Tsai. Some people who didn't believe in evil wanted to continue to move forward, but it seemed that someone had put a curse on his head. He couldn't get rid of it. After struggling for a while, he gave up.

She heard a burst of laughter from the top of her head, a little depressed. She reached out to take his hand off his head and turned away from the man.

"All right."

Fu Tsai pulled people back, saw her face on the face of a stuffy expression, stretched out his hand to pinch.

"If you kiss again, I don't want to go out."

Song September's face after a brief muddle, slightly red, holding his hand.

A trace of evil flashed in Fu Tsai's eyes. He looked down at her neck and sniffed at it. He pulled away her clothes and saw the delicate clavicle. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and bit it in a circle.

Song September almost screamed, the conditioned reflex will push people away, the ghost of the retreat of several meters.

Fu Tsai raised her eyebrows and stroked her lips with her fingertips, reflecting the ambiguous light from the top of her head. She looked like a vampire.

Song's heart was beating wildly. Just now, she felt that the room was quite large. However, at this time, the depression made her whole body uncomfortable, like the air around her. She felt that she was going to explode, especially her face. The temperature was expected to boil eggs.

"Come here."

Fu Tsai stretched out his hand and waved. Song Jiujiu felt more and more that this man was like a vampire, a kind of beautiful vampire who specialized in sucking women's blood.

Since she didn't come over, Fu Tsai had to walk by himself, step over a few steps, and put her in his arms. Her voice was a little funny.

"I'm afraid I'll eat you."

With these words, he went downstairs with his arms around her waist.

Song Jiujiu admitted that he was a little bit of a counsellor. At this time, he felt that his heart was pinched by something, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Fu Tsai took her to another place, where there were already many people. She knew that there was an activity here tonight. The corners of her mouth were hooked and Fu Tsai's hands were tightened.

People around are playing Kong Ming Deng, but song Jiujiu thinks it's very naive. Seeing Fu Tsai pull her to buy, she shakes her hand.

"No, Fu Tsai. It's children who still keep this."

When Fu Tsai heard her words, she turned to pick up her eyebrows and pointed to the side of her finger. There was a couple of lovers who put Kong Mingdeng. The girl was small, and her height was less than 1.6 meters. She was really a small one. She was holding Kong Mingdeng in her hand and was planning to put it in the sky.

"Other family's girlfriends all have, song September, they have, you also want to have."

Song September a Leng, the heart filled with a dense feeling, would like to tell this person, they do not need these, but Fu Tsai has taken her hand to walk past.

At the place where Kongming lantern was sold, he found that it was 10 yuan a piece, which was very cheap. He bought Kong Ming lantern, took out a lighter to light it, looked down at Song Jiujiu and wanted to ask her what she wanted to wish for, but he saw that the other party had closed his eyes intuitively, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he stopped talking.Song Jiujiu just wanted to let go. He felt that there was something missing. He asked Fu Tsai to hold Kong Mingdeng, but he turned to look for something.

By the time I came back, I had my brush and ink in my hand.

"Take it. Don't move."

She carefully wrote the two names song September and Fu Tsai on it, and drew a string of hearts beside her. Only then did she look at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Well, you can let it go."

Fu Tsai's eyes flashed. She bowed her head and gave her a kiss on her lips. She slowly let go of her hand. Song Jiujiu looked up at something that was flying higher and higher. She felt numb in her heart. Until that thing floated far away, she did not return her borrowed ink and pen.

Fu Tsai took her hand and saw the Kongming lanterns on top of her head. With a bent eye, he could clearly see the one that belonged to him and song September, and floated steadily.

Song Jiujiu suddenly understood why he liked Fu Cai, because he could do ordinary things with her regardless of his status.

He is Fu Tsai, a senior Fu Shao in Los Angeles. He can give her happiness that ordinary people don't have, whether it's spiritual or material, but he can also put down his stature and do these seemingly childish but romantic things for her. He said that other family's girlfriends all have, which represents that he is willing to give her the happiness of ordinary people.

Song's eyes flashed in September. She was just a person, but she could feel two different kinds of happiness. How could she not love him.

Fu Tsai is Fu Shao in Los Angeles, but she is just a common man in front of her.