He Is Warmer Than Time

Jian Xia turned around in a panic, opened the door, and walked out. Xie Muye picked up her coat on the ground and followed closely behind.

In the elevator, he took her hand, and she gritted her teeth: "Let go of me."

Xie Muye clasped her hands more vigorously: "You hit and hit, we should be even."

Jian Xia, who has always been good-tempered, was also irritated by him: "How is this even, who will let you...who will allow you..."

Touching her chest, she couldn't say anything like this.

Shameless, rascal.

The elevators opened, and he took her hand and walked forward: "Who will allow me what?"

Even more rogue and shameless, Jian Xia would be **** off by him.

"Asshole."

She was pressed into his car again, and he slowly put on her coat and coat, and then stared at her: "Because you caught my shoulders."

Jian Xia has a guilty conscience: "What happened to... climbing your shoulders?"

"When a man and a woman are kissing, the woman climbing on the man's shoulder or hooking the other's neck is a sign that we can proceed to the next step."

Jian Xia Ciqiang: "You...what is the crooked truth?"

Xie Muye smiled at the corner of his mouth: "You just scratched my shoulder and stroked it, so I thought you were acquiescing."

"You are talking nonsense, who... who touched you."

He pressed her hands on the car door and stared at her, "You really do."

Jian Xia raised her leg to push him, but he was pressed against the car body.

"Why not behaved."

Jane Xia gritted her teeth: "You let me go."

He opened the door and pushed her into the car.

At night, the car drove unhurriedly on the wide road, and the atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward.

In other words, only Jian Xia felt embarrassed, but Xie Muye felt at ease.

She can only pretend to look at the scenery.

Stroking?

How could she touch his shoulder, he was passionate, hum, too much.

Just like this, she went back to Jian Xia’s apartment without a word. The condition of the apartment she lived in was very good. Two bedrooms and one living room were enough for the girl to live alone.

There is an entrance guard at the gate, and every apartment building also has an entrance guard, so safety can be guaranteed.

But Xie Muye still feels unsafe. Nowadays, single girls are often bullied by some couriers or deliverymen in social news.

"I'll take you upstairs."

After getting out of the car, he still took her hand naturally, as if they were already boyfriend and girlfriend.

Jian Xia struggled all the way, but he was still pulled into her apartment.

"I have a glass of water before leaving."

"No water."

"Then I will burn it."

This person took the electric kettle and went to the kitchen when he finished speaking. Jian Xia helped her forehead, and when did Xie Muye become so brazen?

Wasn't he a gentle person before?

The doorbell rang, Jian Xia was a little confused, who was this big night?

She walked to the door and looked in the cat's eyes. She was a courier.

"Hello, there is your courier."

Jian Xia does often buy things online, but they are usually delivered to the property.

"How did it come to my house?"

"This is your address, please sign for it, please."

Jian Xia thought about which friend might have sent her something, so she opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, the courier stepped in and walked in.

The courier is indeed a courier, and I am familiar with the gatekeeper here, and I have observed the residents here, and have been watching Jian Xia for a while.

This woman is young and beautiful. She is dressed in brand-name, and she drives a Mercedes-Benz. Most importantly, she is alone.