Chapter 123
You let go first. "He tilted his head slightly, and I used the other hand to break his fingers.
This behavior seemed to irritate him completely, he pressed me against the wall forcefully, firmly restraining me, not giving me any chance to resist, and biting on the back of my neck.
Hmm..." I groaned in pain, and hurriedly bit my lip to prevent more sound from leaking out.
He is crazy...
Not the kind of biting in passion to vent excess desire or flirt with ambiguity," but real, full of anger, and no room for biting.
I knew it, I knew he was going to pounce on me and tear me apart, chew me up, and make me pay the price.
It hurts so much, I feel like the flesh is about to be bitten off...
Arabidopsis? Are you all right? "Yang Haiyang may have heard the abnormal noise in the locker room and asked with concern.
I let go of my clenched lips, panted twice, and tried my best to say in a steady voice: "It's okay, just... I accidentally hit the hook. "
Be careful. "Yang Haiyang had no doubts about him and completely believed my words.
Hmm..." I promised him, the end of the sound was trembling, but luckily it wasn't obvious.
Shang Muxiao let go of the force between his teeth a little bit, he didn't move, he just put his lips on the back of my neck, the soft touch couldn't be equated with his fierce behavior just now.
After a moment, he backed away completely and let me go.
My forehead rested on the wall, and after a while, I put on my clothes without looking at him, and left the locker room with a cane.
Human teeth are not as sharp as wild teeth. I wiped the back of my neck, but I didn't feel any blood, only some uneven tooth marks. Fortunately, the collar of the clothes worn today is not too low, and there is a hat on the back, which should be able to block his bite marks.
The clerk took the suit from me, maybe seeing that I had difficulty moving, and asked me if I needed express delivery. After thinking about it, and saving me from taking it back all the way, I left him the address.
Yang Haiyang had already paid the final payment at this time, glanced in the direction of the locker room, and said, "Then I'll go first, you guys be careful on the road. "
I nodded and said goodbye to him.
Shang Muxiao also finished changing his clothes and came out. The clerk stepped forward to take the suit in his hand again, and also asked him if he needed courier service. Shang Muxiao hummed briefly, so the clerk took the courier slip and asked him to fill in the address.
He glanced at me and said: Ask him. "
After speaking, he took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, pushed open the door, and walked out without walking far, just standing outside the door. After a while, white smoke passed through the night, like the thinnest gauze, lingering around him.
The clerk handed the express slip to me, and I reluctantly took it and filled in his address.
The brass bell rang softly when it came, and the clerk opened the door for me and sent me away respectfully.
When Shang Muxiao saw me coming out, he crushed the cigarette butts, walked in front of him with his hands in his pockets, and went to the parking lot without saying a word.
He walked all the way, and I followed silently behind, no one said a word.
I had a hunch that a fight was inevitable.
When we got to the parking lot, there were only a few scattered lights in the dim light. The parking spaces are almost full. During this time, everyone is either eating or shopping, but there are very few people.
Shang Muxiao suddenly stopped: No wonder you look at him like that. Seeing a real person really makes you more excited than the one on TV, right? ' He turned and stared at me coldly.
If it weren't for the words "TV" gave me a hint, I couldn't even figure out who he was talking about.
I did open up to you because you were Shang Lu's son..."
Ha, you admit it! "He seems to have caught my hand, and his voice is loud. You broke up with me not because of that damn bet, but because you saw the white moonlight cinnabar mole you are thinking about, so you don't need my fake!"
And this mole...you like it, don't you? "He pointed to the lobe of his right ear, and the end of his eyes were all dyed red with anger, exactly like him, right?"
He said so much like that, so much so that if it hadn't been for me, I would have thought it was a story of a poor substitute and a bad scumbag.
I tried to explain to him: Shang Lu is just an ordinary movie star that I liked when I was young, and I am just an ordinary movie fan of him, and things are not as complicated as you think. "
He pursed his lips, his chest was visibly heaving, and he was breathing heavily.
After a long time, he asked: To what extent? "
I was stunned, not understanding what he meant.
How much do you like him? "Shang Muxiao bites every word very hard.
The level of fantasies about his posters...
But that's just a normal physiological reaction to seeing someone at my age, and it doesn't mean I love him.
Seeing that I couldn't answer, Shang Muxiao snorted coldly, took off his jacket and fell in front of me.
Ordinary movie fans? ah? "He was full of mockery.
We have already broken up, and the split is not good. Why should I insist on maintaining my image when I am in love with him, and explain that I have no scumbag behavior?