Speaking of that massage, Song Heng had a deep memory.
Because Lu Xinting was afraid of Gu Zhiyin, like a mouse seeing a cat, she tightly grabbed his sleeves and hid behind him.
Later, when she went to the secret room, she was so scared that she hugged him.
He didn't know if she was really scared or if she was doing it on purpose, but he remembered it very clearly. She was very fragrant and soft.
After coming out of the secret room, they had dinner with Gu Zhiyin and Mu Ning. She sat next to him, her breath far and near, teasing him vaguely.
She was drunk and he sent her home.
He originally just wanted to complete the task. After all, he was Mu Ning's best friend and he must send her home safely.
Unexpectedly, she was a woman who didn't know how to live or die, and also liked to use hands and feet, shouting "brother" non-stop.
Too restless.
He almost couldn't hold it back.
After sending her home, she staggered to the point of being unable to stand. He was afraid that she would fall, so he got out of the car again to help her.
She was better, her whole body was hanging on him, there was no boundary between men and women, she had no shame, and she still wanted to kiss him.
I don’t know if I think of him as a certain boyfriend.
After all, her boyfriend changes frequently.
Of course he wouldn't let her succeed.
He left her at the door and left without looking back.
He hadn't taken a few steps when an extremely provocative voice came from behind him.
He still remembers it——
"You are so confused about the style, maybe it's because of impotence or infertility, right?"
"Pfft..." Lu Xinting couldn't help laughing when she heard him repeat this sentence.
"No, Brother Song, you don't hold grudges, do you?"
"No." Song Heng said in a dull voice, "I don't reason with drunkards."
Lu Xinting wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned close to his face, and looked at the glimmer in his eyes, "But I have to tell you the truth."
"That's what I really thought."
Song Hengying's face darkened instantly, and he pinched her waist with his big hands, "Xinxin, do you know the price of what you said?"
Lu Xinting coaxed him, "Don't be angry. I said that's what I thought at the time. Now I know how powerful you are."
As he spoke, he reached down and placed his palm on Song Heng's area.
Xiao Song, who was half-rising, gradually became warm and stiff under her palm.
Song Heng's breathing was heavy and he pinched her wrist, "Stop touching her and keep chatting."
Lu Xinting thought that she couldn't solve it for him now, so she curled her lips and said, "Although I drank too much that night, I was not completely drunk. I used alcohol to strengthen my courage, and my consciousness is still very clear."
"So you touched me on purpose?"
"Well, that's not entirely true." Lu Xinting stretched out her hand and traced his cold brow bones, "Brother Song, do you want to listen to the truth?"
"You'd better tell the truth."
"Actually, I just fell out of love at that time."
Song Heng's face darkened again just as he returned to Wen, "So I'm your next 'partner of the week'?"
"No, I never thought about getting to that point with you at that time. After all, we are the people around you, Gu Zhiyin. If we don't see each other again in the future, it will be very embarrassing if the relationship is not handled well."
"Let me tell you this, after a woman has just broken up, if she drinks some alcohol, her hormones and other hormones in her body will soar. When she meets an attractive man who attracts her, she can't help but feel her heart flutter."
"It's not just women, it's also men. Otherwise, how could there be so many people who go to bars to drink after falling out of love, and end up falling in?"
"This is a common phenomenon~"
Song Heng said, "To sum up, you jumped into my arms because you were falling out of love at that time, and I just filled your vacancy."
"That's what it sounds like, but something feels wrong."
Lu Xinting raised her hand, "I want to make it clear that before I drank, I didn't mean to get close to you."
"I wanted to run away as soon as I got out of the massage parlor, but you didn't allow me to run away if you caught me." Lu Xinting pinched his chest, "I was angry at the time and wanted to beat you up, but I I can’t beat you.”
"If you hit me now, I won't fight back." Song Heng pinched her face.
"Of course, if you dare to fight back now, I will take your child and run away immediately."
Lu Xinting brought the topic back, "I should have had a crush on you when we were in the secret room. In that dark and small place, there was a feeling of dependence on each other. Coupled with the friction again and again, it was more or less like a lonely man and a widow. The idea, after drinking, this idea became more intense.”
"I didn't know that you are a person who has not taken the bait, is not cooperative at all, is cold and rigid."
Song Heng lay on the bedside and laughed, "So you want to give up?"
"No, it happened to pique my interest."
Lu Xinting said, "Things that are too easy to get seem boring. People like you who are deep and reserved and don't show their thoughts make me feel mysterious and want to understand."
"Even knowing that there is an iceberg that is difficult to climb, you still want to try to see if you can be melted by me."
Song Heng was amused by her, "Isn't this something that only men should have?"
Hunter posture, desire to conquer.
In his relationship with Lu Xinting, she had both.
"So what, I caught you little prey." Lu Xinting kissed his lips, then licked his Adam's apple.
Song Heng couldn't help but swallow, and was aroused by her. He grabbed Lu Xinting's hand and said, "Help me."
Lu Xinting obeyed his instructions, resting her head on his left shoulder, kissing the corner of his lips, and started to unbutton his pajamas with her other hand.
She started a little too hard, and Song Heng gasped, "Try it gently."
Lu Xinting smiled and unbuttoned the last button of his pajamas. She raised her head and kissed his chest.
"Brother Song, what makes you attracted to me?"
Song Heng stroked her softness, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"You're trying to imitate me in showing off." Lu Xinting bit him on the chest.
"If my heart makes me happy, I will say so."
"Brother Song, you are a bad student."
"Xinxin, if you do this, you don't know how long it will take."
Lu Xinting glanced at him, "Do you mean..."
Song Heng touched Lu Xinting's lips with his fingers, "Well, can you help me once?"
Lu Xinting pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Wife, I want to."
Has Song started acting like a spoiled brat again?
Lu Xinting sighed, "Okay, just once."
"Well, I'll help you later." Song Heng smiled slightly and kissed her lips.
Lu Xinting pulled the quilt over her head.
Song Heng lay on his back and leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes gradually narrowed, and he sighed uncontrollably.
Later, Lu Xinting asked him to tell the truth about when he fell in love with her.
"That night, you scolded me for being infertile. I thought to myself, if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely let you try."
After that, Song Heng drove home and as soon as he got home, he took off his clothes and went into the bathroom.
He took a cold shower for an hour before the heat in his body subsided.
That was the first time he had been so close to a woman.
After returning that day, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
