Can We Be More Honest

The consequence of being romantic in the theater is that when the two walked out, they found it was pouring rain outside.

Xu Xu covered his face for a while, then looked at the rain curtain and snorted.

Neither of them brought umbrellas.

At two o'clock in the morning, the convenience stores were closed.

Xu Xu looked down at the long white cotton dress on his body and fell silent.

Lu Teng thought for a while and said, "I'll give you the shirt, and we'll run to the parking space together."

Xu Xu glanced at him, lowered his head and kicked the ground: "Then are you going to run naked?"

I felt it as soon as I was hugged by him, there was no other clothes in him.

"I'm here waiting for you."

"There's no one left, aren't you afraid?"

Lu Teng pointed to the darkened ticket office. It was empty. The two cleaning aunts walked in slowly with two buckets, looking back from time to time.

Xu Xu was still afraid.

In the end, Lu Teng took the shirt and wrapped her head, and carried it away in his arms.

Xu Xu's head was tied to the side of his neck by him, his ear was attached to his carotid artery, his lips rubbed against the skin as he ran, and his whole body was about to explode.

Lu Teng stuffed her into the co-pilot first, then circled back. After three seconds, he got wet all over his body.

Xu Xu pulled out a towel from behind and handed it to him along with the wet shirt.

"Want me to wear it back?"

Xu Xu turned his head to look at the rain outside the window, the discomfort that he had just kissed had been suppressed, and the old **** was there: "otherwise, are you going to be a hooligan?"

Lu Teng chuckled unintelligibly, and put on his clothes obediently.

The two waited in the car for about ten minutes, and the rain continued to increase.

Xu Xu was a little annoyed: "I'm sorry, I wouldn't ask you if I knew earlier."

He had just been on a plane for more than ten hours and watched two and a half hours of movies, and Iron Man couldn't hold it anymore.

Lu Teng touched her long soft hair: "What are you sorry for?"

Only then did the tentacles realize that the end of her hair on the right side was wet, and it touched her shoulders along the hair, and it was very wet.

"It's raining? Why didn't you say it?"

Xu Xu touched his right shoulder after realizing it: "Just a little bit, it's alright."

Under the influence of Ms. Li's acting skills of pretending to be delicate for many years, Lu Teng felt that it was a big deal for his girlfriend to get in the rain.

Even the always agile Ms. Li would roll on the bed in pain, not to mention the small arms and calves like Xu Xu.

He didn't wait any longer, and started the car directly: "This is near my house, go and change clothes first."

Xu Xu suddenly turned his head, his black eyes stared at him silently for two seconds, and said, "Does this mean "do you want to go to my house?"

"If you're tired..."

Halfway through, he realized that Xu Xu had just told a funny joke, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glance at her.

Xu Xu coughed and didn't start: "I'll just be happy."

Lu Teng pinched the back of her neck: "Don't make such a joke."

"Oh…"

The first time I opened it, it didn't work very well.

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Lu Teng's apartment is on the twelfth floor.

Since entering the elevator, Xu Xu didn't say much, and followed Lu Teng step by step.

After the second meeting after confirming the relationship, he went home with someone. Xu Xu felt that his relationship might have been talked about on a jet plane.

Lu Teng took the keys from his suit trousers pocket, turned around and asked her, "Is it cold?"

Xu Xu shook his head, hesitated, and whispered, "I'm a little hungry."

Lu Teng smiled, leaned over, and was about to say something when the door on the right opened, and a woman's delicate voice sounded.

"Mr. Lu, you're back!"

Lu Teng frowned and didn't look back.

The slippers approached, and the woman choked her throat and said, "You haven't come back here for a long time! Last month, the property sent a small gift for Qixi Festival. You are not here. I'll take it for you. I'll give it to you later. Did you take it?"

Lu Teng: "No, it's inconvenient."

"It's nothing, but a few steps from the door."

The woman giggled and took two more steps here.

This time, he saw Xu Xu who was behind Lu Teng.

The woman smiled and asked, "Who is this? Your sister?"

The tone was definitely not friendly.

Xu Xu leaned down quietly and looked over Lu Teng's shoulder.

A woman dressed in cool clothes, wearing a loose and transparent blouse on her upper body, you can vaguely see the edge of her underwear, a pair of shorts can barely cover her thighs, and there is a section of white flowers underneath, which is very dazzling.

Xu Xu looked down at herself, consciously her legs were still a little thinner than hers.

I just don't know if Lu Teng prefers sensual women.

The two women here looked back and forth several times, and the man in the center of the storm calmly twisted the door and went in, with a sparse and normal tone: "Wife, are you still coming in?"

Xu Xu glanced at him, did not refute, smiled lightly at the woman outside the door, and pushed the door in.

After two seconds, the woman's irritated footsteps sounded.

Lu Teng stood in the hallway, as if he didn't know anything, and took out a pair of men's slippers from the hallway: "Just now, I'll buy you new ones tomorrow."

Xu Xu also kept silent about what happened just now, put on his shoes, and followed him inside.

This apartment is not big, but it is more than enough for a man to live alone.

There is a long sofa in the living room, facing the LCD TV on the wall. There are several T-shirts, suits and trousers lying on top of it, and various financial magazines are scattered on the coffee table in the middle.

In the corner of the TV wall, a calf-high Satsuma lay lazily on the cushion, and when he heard the movement, he shook his tail, opened one eye, and slumped back.

Xu Xu was a little surprised.

Lu Teng's expression remained the same, he bowed and wrapped all his clothes into his arms, and threw them into the washing machine on the balcony.

Looking back, he saw Xu Xu's slightly widened eyes, but his face did not change: "If a man's apartment is really clean and spotless, it's either cleanliness or gay."

"…"

Unable to refute.

Lu Teng took new bath towels and toiletries from the cabinet: "Just do it first."

Xu Xu picked it up and walked into the bathroom, holding his hands on the doorknob for two seconds, but still couldn't hold back.

"Do your neighbors... usually come out in the early morning dressed like this?"

A smile slowly formed in Lu Teng's dark eyes, and his face under the backlight was unbelievably gentle.

He leaned over, bit her lip lightly, and completed the movement that was interrupted at the door just now.

After a soft and short kiss, he straightened up, reached out and scratched her cheek gently: "Don't be jealous, I don't go out in the early morning."

Xu Xu's ears were hot, she pushed her away and ran into the bathroom, locking the door with a cluck.

Lu Teng licked his lips, feeling a little dry.

…

After taking a shower, Lu Teng just came out of the kitchen, holding two bowls of noodles in his hand.

Xu Xu held the venue half full and dried his clothes, and it was nearly four o'clock when he returned home.

Xu Xu was a little apologetic: "Go back and have a good rest, I will pay attention to it later."

Lu Teng refused: "Don't. Pay attention again, I'm afraid we won't see each other for half a year. Besides, I won't suffer tonight..."

He lowered his voice, stopping here and not going any further.

The ambiguous temperature climbed up the door little by little.

Xu Xu said good night in time, pushed the door and got out of the car.

…

Lu Teng sat in the car for half a cigarette, and when he noticed that the window on the 12th floor was lit, he slowly turned the steering wheel and left.

Just now, he almost asked to go up and take a seat.

What a **** beast.

It doesn't fit his current personality.