Chapter 909: Qiqi, night party (2)

Tang Yu held the phone, still looking at the night in front of him, and sighed slightly: "Qiqi, I haven't eaten yet."
He paused, his voice dull, "Also, Qiqi, I miss you."
Pei Qiqi was stuck, and there was no sound for a while.
Breathing is also shallow, and all the attention is on Tang Yu over there.
Tang Yu smiled slightly and continued: "Qiqi, I'm here?"
She took a deep breath, with a sheep voice: "Is Pei Huan here?"
Tang Yu's voice was warm, "Are you going to be a light bulb with them?"
Pei Qiqi lowered his head and looked at the dishes that he had just washed, with a low voice: "I'm still a little servant."
After a pause, I suddenly laughed: "When I followed the old man, I bought T for him."
Tang Yu and his breath were also relaxed. In this night, listening to her talk about their time apart, even the air in this night, such a cold tall building, became sweet.
However, he still feels distressed.
His Qiqi, in order to survive, bought T for the master, he had only called her once before.
His voice was very soft: "Qiqi, it was very hard, right?"
She didn't say anything, but he knew it.
At that time, he was not well, worried about her, worried about being careful.
"It's fine." Her voice was dull, and then she suddenly said, "Tang Yu, do you want to eat chicken noodles?"
He didn't speak for a while, and so did she, holding her breath and waiting for him to speak.
After a long time, he finally said: "I will drive the car near your apartment and wait for you at the intersection."
She hummed, and after hanging up the phone, she started making a piece of shredded chicken noodles and packed them out. When she was changing shoes outside, she heard Pei Huan's screams of various decibels, and Pei Qiqi shook her head and smiled. , Go out and bring the door.
When I walked downstairs to the apartment, I saw a black sports car parked by the side of the road. The window of the car was rolled down. It was Tang Yu's face.
But she had noticed that the car was not one of the cars he had driven.
Tang Yu looked at her with some deep gaze. In the night, Pei Qiqi couldn't help but tremble.
She stopped, looked into his eyes, stood blankly for a while, and then ran towards him again. When she ran to the front of the car, her pace slowed down and walked slowly towards the other side.
Standing in front of his car window, he bends slightly, and his voice is soft and shallow: "Is it okay?"
"What's the relationship?" His eyes fell on her little face, he unfastened his seat belt and opened the car door.
She thought he was going to get out of the car, but it wasn't. He reached out with one hand, grabbed her waist, and led her into the car, sitting with his back facing him...
"Noodles." She exclaimed, fearing that the noodles might be spilled, so all her attention was on the noodles.
Tang Yu's big palm moved to her slender waist, one hand closed the car door, and the car window slowly closed.
Inside the car, it became dim, and with the breath of men and women moving eyes, it suddenly felt extremely cramped.
And behind her, she couldn't see him, she just felt his thin lips pressed against her small neck, and the breath spitting out was hot and sultry.
Her empty hand, holding her trembling body, biting her lip, desperately avoiding his kiss, but how can she avoid it?
On the contrary, he felt more interesting...
"Qiqi, did you miss me?" His movements were a little slow, and he teased her unhurriedly.