Emily thought that this man, as Adam's friend, would at least show some surprise when he heard the word "improper", no matter how cold he was.

However, the man didn't even have a dazed expression, just smiled coldly.

Laughter seems to contain disdain

Boring man! She's joking, and he won't join her!

Ignored, Emily looked at the rain which was far from stopping, and began to worry in her heart.

Today is my father's birthday. She has to go back and help her mother prepare a good table.

Originally, she could have asked Hilda to send an umbrella, but when she thought that it was rare for her brother to have an excuse to get along with Hilda, she decisively abandoned the idea and decided to wait until the rain stopped.

The man beside him obviously has his subordinates nearby, and he doesn't worry about rain at all, but he has no intention of leaving.

In the cold and aloof atmosphere of men, Emily feels that her existence seems to be useless to him, no different from those wild raindrops, all like things outside of him.

Emily looked at the man when she breathed a faint smell of tobacco.

Slender and clean fingers with a lit cigarette, curled smoke rings spread out in front of his handsome face, and there was an ethereal artistic conception that he came from wonderland and could only be seen from a distance and not used for fun.

Whether this smoke ring can help people's thoughts float away, or whether this rainstorm can force people to meditate, Emily's heart is getting suddenly agitated.

Emily gets mad when she thinks of Mike and that weird sweet kiss! I hate to roll in this rainstorm!

When the man caught a glimpse of lighting the second cigarette, Emily stared at the cigarette case he was about to put back in his pocket and blurted out, Give me a cigarette.

Emily startled herself after saying.

It seems that she is not a college student who has never been exposed to fireworks, but an old smoker with a history of smoking for many years.

The big hand of a man holding a cigarette has no intention of giving it away, but it has no intention of hiding it.

Emily took advantage of this moment, took the initiative to reach out, and pulled out one from the cigarette case, "Thanks."

Naturally, she put the cigarette in her mouth, and Emily took a hard breath to find out that the cigarette had not been lit yet!

So Emily asked the man again, "Give me a light."

The zippo lighter in the man's hand has disappeared, and the man frowned and smoked as if he didn't hear Emily's words, or he didn't want to borrow the fire.

Emily's heart is even more upset when there is smoke but no fire. Whatever, turn the cigarette butt in the hand towards the light in the man's hand.

She knows, as long as two cigarettes are paired for a while, her cigarette can burn.

Somehow, at the moment when the two cigarette butts were about to match, Emily thought of the kiss between men and women, and it was the same, without any gap.

Emily's thoughts naturally flew to the strong kiss in the dark. It was supposed to be a wrong kiss, but it was so sweet!

The ears are slightly red, Emily quickly dumped her head, waved away her unwanted thoughts, and put her cigarette butt close.

However, the man didn't give her a chance to burn cigarettes at all. As soon as two cigarette butts hit each other, the man threw his cigarette into the rain.

Then, the man's cold voice dropped, "Are you upset?"

The man's behavior of putting out his cigarette and then stopping Emily from smoking not only didn't annoy Emily but made her warm.

This is a cold man who can't express himself well. However, she can feel the soft heart under his cold and hardcover.

Perhaps, he is the kind of person who needs to express his concern in a seemingly ruthless way.

Emily won't tell anyone she knows about kissing the wrong person in Rumba today, but if she doesn't tell her, she thinks she will go crazy.

Now this strange man, inexplicably, has become the object she wants to talk to.

Probably, for her, such a handsome strange man, a man who has saved her, has an unparalleled sense of security.

Emily thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Have you ever kissed a woman?"

The man was stunned and immediately answered, "Yeah."

"How does it taste?"

The man's Adam's apple moved. "What do you say?"

"I'm not sure. A love expert told me that kissing with the right person is sweet, and kissing with the wrong person is absolutely not sweet. Today, I got up the courage to kiss the man I like. But, in the dark, I kissed the wrong person. I don't understand why kissing a stranger is sweet? "

"Are you wondering whether the love expert is wrong, or whether the stranger is actually the right person for you?"

"So I want to ask you, what's wrong?"

The man frowned. "Do I look like a master in love?"

Emily raised her eyebrows, "isn't it? You are handsome! There should have been many women. "

"Who told you that handsome people must be promiscuous?"

"It's just intuition. Don't tell me that you have only had one girlfriend?"

The man smiled, "Just like Adam Black, there was only one, and it became the past tense."

Emily was stunned. "I didn't see it. You are all handsome idiots."

"Handsome idiots? I'm flattered. " Suddenly, the man pointed to his thin lips of sexual feelings and suggested, "Give you a chance to verify."

Emily opened her mouth wide in surprise, and she quickly understood the meaning of this man.

He was willing to be her experimental subject, let her kiss him, kiss him! Verify the taste of kissing again!

If the kiss is still sweet, it means that the love expert is wrong. If the kiss is not sweet, then the expert is not necessarily wrong, and things are much more complicated.

When the man saw Emily gawking at himself, he didn't take action and picked his eyebrows. "Dare or not?"

He was possessed, and even moved his mind that he shouldn't have, and even made such ridiculous suggestions.

He doesn't know whether he is purely sympathetic to the girl's experience, interested in the love expert's argument, or wants to make sure why the kiss is sweet only when kissing her.

In a word, at the moment, he is patient, idle, talkative, and full of ideas ... In a word, he is so abnormal that he can't control himself.

Emily's face turned slightly red, stood up, and looked down at the man. "If I kiss you, I will kiss two strangers today ..."

The man immediately interrupted her, "The fact is not important, what matters is whether you want the result or not?"

Emily felt that her soul seemed to be instantly screwed into the deep and charming handsome eyes of a man, and her head was buzzing.

Emily sat back on the threshold, but this time she sat next to the man, without any gap.

The air of love swept them away as if the surrounding rain and abandoned ancestral temple had disappeared, leaving only him and her.

And he and her heart, immediately only one thought, that is, kiss.

When the handsome man's face slowly tilted, Emily bravely closed her eyes, put her arms around his neck, and printed her lips accurately.