Chapter 92: Easily Arouses Men's Animal Desires
On the top floor of the shopping mall, there is a western restaurant.
The box is low-key and luxurious, and the air is filled with elegant violin sounds, a perfect combination of French romance.
After ordering, Meng Shiyi noticed the other person's slightly gloomy face and cautiously approached him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"
He Xilou's face looked unhappy. He sneered and said in a dark tone, "I was almost stolen just now. Do you think I can be happy?"
"It wasn't stolen," Meng Shiyi smiled softly, being extremely obedient. "Besides, even if you didn't come, I would have rejected them."
He Xilou lazily leaned back on the sofa, his brows slightly relaxed, and said slowly:
"I didn't expect my girlfriend to be so popular with boys. Their eyes are almost glued to you."
There seemed to be a faint smell of vinegar in the air.
He Xilou closed the menu, raised his eyes and stared at her delicate face, and said lazily:
"I should have known I shouldn't have dressed you up so beautifully. I should have smeared mud on you to prevent other males from staring at you openly or covertly."
He Xilou stared at Meng Shiyi's clear eyes, and suddenly wanted to turn her into a small one, put her in his pocket, and hide her so that no boy would find her.
Meng Shiyi puffed up her cheeks and said in a muffled voice, "But when you were swimming... a lot of girls' eyes were glued to you."
Fortunately, He Xilou was wearing a shirt during the swimming competition that day and did not expose his skin, otherwise the other girls would have been able to see his abdominal muscles.
Meng Shiyi also wanted to smear mud on He Xilou's face.
It's a pity that the man has such a shocking dark complexion. Even with mud on his face, he still looks wild and beautiful, and even with a sack on his head, he looks very classy.
"Why do I need others looking at me?" He Xilou scoffed, emphasizing each word. "Just having my girlfriend stare at me is enough."
The waiter quickly brought out the dishes one after another, including French foie gras, puff pasta with black truffle cream and mushrooms, Boston shrimp soup... Each dish was exquisite and beautiful, and very expensive.
He Xilou smiled and said, "Would you like some wine?"
When it comes to wine, Meng Shiyi instantly thinks of many famous scenes of social failure.
She shook her head decisively: "I can't drink much, and I'm not very good at it. Besides, aren't you driving?"
"Okay, I'm just teasing you." He Xilou chuckled and ordered two drinks.
The drink has a blue-purple gradient, and the rim of the glass bottle is inlaid with a glass butterfly, which is radiant and lifelike, and the color is as romantic as an overturned starry sky.
Meng Shiyi's eyes were deeply attracted and she was still immersed in the beautiful decoration of the glass. Suddenly, her waist was hooked precisely.
He Xilou hugged her.
"ah…"
Meng Shiyi let out a light cry, and was caught off guard. She lost her balance, spun half a circle, and sat sideways precisely on He Xilou's thigh.
She could clearly feel the scorching temperature below, as well as the overwhelming breath of the man.
Meng Shiyi was stunned for two seconds and gradually opened her eyes wide.
etc.
Why was this dinner date different from what she had imagined?
The posture of the two was very dangerous, as they were almost tightly fitted together through the thin fabric.
In the private and small space, an ambiguous emotion is spreading unrestrainedly.
Fortunately, we were in a private room and no one else could see us.
Meng Shiyi sat sideways on He Xilou's thigh and could clearly feel the touch of his thigh under her buttocks.
She hid back and refused softly: "What are you doing..."
"Fuck," He Xilou lowered his head to the crook of her neck and slowly uttered two words, "You."
Meng Shiyi quickly covered his mouth and said fiercely: "Speak properly!"
He Xilou moved her hand away and held her slender waist. Holding her warm and soft body in his arms, he could hardly suppress the surging restlessness in his chest.
Meng Shiyi pushed him but couldn't move him. "We're eating, why are you holding me?"
Are you that hungry?
He Xilou had a wicked smile on his face and said confidently, "I can eat even if I hold you in my arms. Why are you hiding?"
After saying that, He Xilou slowly forked a purple grape and fed it to Meng Shiyi's lips, "Open your mouth."
Meng Shiyi asked weakly, "Can I refuse?"
She has her own hands, why does she need someone else to feed her?
I thought that with He Xilou's strong personality, he would just stuff the grapes into her mouth.
But unexpectedly, he nodded understandingly and said, "Okay, I won't force you."
After saying that, He Xilou stuffed the purple grapes into his mouth, then tilted his head back and took a sip of the drink. His movements were lazy and relaxed, yet with a touch of dignity and elegance.
Meng Shiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief and gradually regained her composure.
But what happened next moment.
The man's arm around her waist suddenly tightened, pressing her back firmly with such strength that she could not move.
He Xilou pressed the back of her head to the side, forcing her to turn her head to face him, then leaned over and kissed her pink lips forcefully.
Meng Shiyi was still confused and was forced to endure his kiss, her hands climbing up the man's shoulders defenselessly.
This behavior is tantamount to tacit approval of the other party.
He Xiluo seemed to have received permission, and his attack became more ferocious. He forcefully penetrated her lips and teeth, twisting and turning violently.
The kiss was fierce and domineering.
He almost wanted to rub Meng Shiyi into his own bones and blood.
Meng Shiyi was unable to struggle, so she simply gave in, allowing the other party to invade her and allowing He Xilou to bully her at will.
The taste of grapes and soda spreads across the tip of the tongue, sour and sweet, refreshing and sweet.
After a long time, a layer of mist appeared in Meng Shiyi's eyes, her cheeks turned red, and her eyes became blurred.
I can't breathe.
He Xilou then pulled away, rolled his Adam's apple, and asked in a voice tinged with lust, "Is it sweet?"
Meng Shiyi was a little angry that he had deceived her, and said in a muffled voice: "It's not sweet, it's bitter."
"Really?" He Xilou came over calmly, deliberately touching his nose with hers, and smiled wickedly, "Why do I feel it's so sweet and soft?"
“…” I don’t want to pay attention to him anymore.
Meng Shiyi felt uncomfortable sitting on his lap and couldn't help but move slightly, wanting to be further away from him.
This bad guy.
But it didn't move for a while.
He Xilou suddenly patted her buttocks a few times, and said in a rude and bad tone:
"Don't twist around. This will easily arouse a man's animal desires, okay?"
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