Chapter 2742 Burning Fire (25)
The two walked out of the theater together, holding hands.
At the door, Li Ming hasn't left yet.
Meeting again on a narrow road, Li Ming saw the two of them holding hands for the first time.
The two were talking about something, Zhou Bingran held her tightly.
Li Ming looked at it with complicated emotions, and if he wanted to say hello, he got stuck in his throat.
The raised hand was also fixed there, like a wooden man.
Without making a sound, Yun Si didn't notice him.
The two left quickly, walked out of the theater, and walked towards the parking lot next to them.
Li Ming was left standing there, slowly lowering his hands.
He lowered his head, like a defeated chicken in water.
People were coming and going in the theater, but he stood there alone with a lonely back.
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Night.
Zhou Bingran sent Yun Si home.
Delivered to the door of the house, Yun Si entered and was about to close the door.
Zhou Bingran resisted the door she was about to close, and refused to let her close it.
Staring at her with light-colored eyes, his extremely oppressive figure blocked the light of the door light, and his hand grasped the edge of the door with slight force.
"What's wrong?" She looked at him.
Zhou Bingran's eyes were calm, "Next time, let's hang out together, okay?"
The tone of inquiry is correct, but he put his hand against the door, as if a villain came to threaten him.
It seemed that if she didn't agree, he was going to break in and do something wrong to her.
It seems that there is no force, but if she wants to close the door, she can't close it no matter what.
Yun Si curled her lips slightly, "Then...it depends on my mood."
A bit mischievous, very reckless.
Relying on the initiative in her hands, that's it.
Holding her face in his hands, he kissed her several times.
Yun Si was caught off guard, "You—uh—"
She retreated subconsciously, and it turned out that she just gave him a chance to come in.
The broad palm fixed the back of her head, and his scorching breath sprayed on her cheek.
He kissed her and pushed her into a dark room with no lights on.
Pushing against the wall, the door slams shut.
In front of the door, the voice-activated lights were on quietly for a while.
The door cut off everything, and the lights went out soon after the sound died down.
It was pitch black outside the door, and it was quiet.
It is so quiet that people can imagine, and there is no room for imagination.
The door was closed for a long, long time.
Inside, there is no light, a man and a widow are alone in a room.
It was almost like a burning spark was thrown into the flammable straw, and gradually, it seemed that something was burning.
Burning hot, with restrained breathing.
The person who was pressed against the wall struggled a bit, trying to push him away.
However, the difference in stature is there. A man who can carry a fire ladder weighing hundreds of kilograms on weekdays is no problem holding her down.
Between the blushing and beating breathing, she blocked her refusal completely.
"…Well-"
Her hands are pinned to the wall.
The pitch-black night around seemed to be an excellent protective color for a man's infidelity.
Can't see anything, only other senses are infinitely magnified.
Her legs were so weak that they trembled, she couldn't even stand upright.
After an unknown amount of time, the door opened.
The lighting in front of the door sensed the sound and instantly lit up.
In the bright light, the man puts on his hat, lowers his head, and closes the door.
During the period in between, only he and the people inside knew what happened in the house.
Under the lowered brim of his hat, his abnormally red lips rose slightly.
(end of this chapter)