Panic and panic prompted her to withdraw her useless search idea, to open her eyes to find the outline of the building, and then to push the crowd towards the door.

Just go out. She comforts herself in her heart.

The door is a little far from the hall, but there is a moonlight in the cold.

Mu Chudi's heart beat so fast that he walked quickly towards the door according to his memory and hidden outline. He did not know how many people he had bumped into along the way. Fortunately, at this moment, it was dark and nobody could see who it was.

Just as she was holding her skirt and approaching the hazy moonlight, she stumbled over something and fell forward unexpectedly, but fell into a hot and powerful strange embrace in time, and her slim waist was firmly fastened.

"Ah-" Mu Chudi was flustered and could not help breathing softly.

And the host, who was supposed to push her apart, suddenly gave her a big slap.

Mu Chudi blushed, and with each other's breathing on her head and her broad, strong chest, she concluded that he must be a tall man.

"Sorry, sir, I tripped over."

She apologized softly to him, trying to push him away.

But she didn't think that the other side had any intention of relaxing. Instead, the steel arm tightened her waist and legs, while the other hand raised, covered her face and lifted her chin.

"Is it you?" The man's pleasant voice sounded, deep magnetic, with a slight nasal sound, like an electric current, running through the nerves of Muchu flute.

"What are you talking about?... Let me go."

In the overwhelming night, she could not contain the fear of darkness in her heart. Her body was shaking more and more, and she had no time to take into account what the man said.

Before her voice fell, a fire covered her lips, and her tongue prized open her lips and teeth to catch her tongue deeply.

Mu Chudi suddenly opened his eyes and struggled desperately.

However, her two slender hands were easily grasped behind her, while pressing her waist, forcing her delicate body to be more and more close to the man in a catering posture.

Her face was flushed, her head slanted, but she still could not escape the precise attack of the other party's hunting, and her shouts were swallowed between her lips and teeth. And clearly felt that the instant response to the other person.

Hawthorne pressed hard on her, ravaged her tender lip, pinched her warm nose, and freely drew the maze between her lips and teeth.

There was a trace of chagrin and tension in his eyes.

His body is so critical that he only reacts warmly to this woman.

As soon as she was close to her, there was an inexplicable fervor somewhere, like a fire, to possess her, almost burning out his reason.

No other woman.

The woman who threw herself to him was like a Qing who was crossing the river, but he couldn't bear to touch her.

Mu Chudi was in such a hurry that his little hand rushed to his chest and pushed hard against him, but on the contrary, it aroused his ambition to conquer.

I don't know how long it took for a man to loosen her already red and swollen lip, drop her eyes gracefully, and open her mouth coldly in her ear, as if without half an erotic desire, as cruel as that:

"Do you remember? Miss Severe."

Mu Chudi was somewhat muddled by this kiss. He was dismayed and his chaotic head was awake in an instant! uuuuuuuuuuuuu

She shook violently and looked pale. She looked up at the man hiding in the dark air and blurted out,

"You?!"

That night was the last memory she could face.

Actually, she even had to thank the person in front of her, and at least had a one-night stand with him, which was much better than being occupied by the fat and disgusting assistant director.

But she couldn't accept that her planned life, Chinan, was getting farther and farther away from herself.

Likewise, Homer remembered the unforgettable night.

His eyes were dim, he caressed her soft waist, his big hand went through the gap between her skirt waist, rubbed her smooth back and invaded the city.

"That day was an accident, in short, if it brought you trouble... I'm really sorry... She spoke with trembling urgency. "I hope Mr. Hope to forget it soon - I've already forgotten it!"

As the voice spoke, large tears fell on the man's arm around her waist.

It seems that the temperature of tears is burning, and the man unconsciously loosened his hand.

In this instant, Mu Chudi pushed him hard, and forgot his fear of the night for a while. He strode out to the door with his skirt.

With the dim moonlight, she ran a lot and finally stopped at the corner of the street, squatting down and hugging herself.