Sammy Jones looked at her ambiguously, “To fall in love?”
“I don’t think so?” It’s just that he can’t drive and she volunteered to be the driver.
“Come on, bluffing mom is fine. Hurry up and go back early. If mom wakes up looking for you later, the gods can’t save you.”
“I’ll go first, then.”
Lowering her voice to say goodbye, Andrea Jones tiptoed out the door and gently closed it to go out.
…
Saying goodbye to the group, Neal Williams walked soberly out of the club, tossing the car keys to the doorman.
He didn’t care anymore, just pulled out his phone to dial.
But …
On the other end, there was no one listening.
He was slightly lost.
Sleeping?
As he was thinking, the familiar Hummer drove slowly by. He kept his head down as he compiled the message and walked towards his car.
When he got to the driver’s seat, he didn’t look up, but only knocked on the window, signaling the other party to get out of the car.
But, the car door never opened. The person inside, as if not perceiving his gesture.
Halfway through compiling the message, he realized something seemed wrong. Suspiciously, he lifted his head and went to pull the car door. However, the car door was securely locked, so that he could not open it at all.
Frown. Coldly watching the shadows in the car.
So, now he’s met a car thief?
However, if it was a car thief, would it be too stupid to drive the car here? The camera has taken a picture of the whole process, would he not be clear?
“Hey! Get down here! I don’t want to call the police.” He remained calm, put his phone away in his pocket, flexed his fingers and continued to knock on the car window.
The door, however, did not open.
Instead, the car windows slowly lowered.
A small face with a smile suddenly appeared.
“Mr. Williams, in a bad mood? Why did you call the police?”
Wink and tease. Elbows bent, braced on the car window.
That action is clearly very frivolous, but she did it, but it was so cute.
Neal Williams’ expression changed again and again, and finally was unable to stop laughing.
Not going around to the passenger seat, just dropping his head and gazing deeply at her poking out his little face.
“Have all the doormen in this club changed to women now?”
“Only this one.” Andrea Jones laughed to match him, then looked pitiful, “Because I was fired from my company and other companies wouldn’t take me in anymore. So I have to come here to be a doorman!”
“No other company will take you in? That’s pretty pathetic.” Neal Williams raised an eyebrow and put on a sympathetic face. “How about I take you in?”
“Hmm?”
Neal Williams suddenly leaned down and approached her.
The tips of their noses, almost touching each other’s.
She froze and subconsciously tried to back away, but he reached out and held the back of her head.
Long fingers, penetrating her soft hair, his nostrils with the mellow scent of wine, unusually good, and a tickling ambiguity, called Andrea Jones heart jumping.
Without waiting for her to return to her senses, his high nose pressed intimately against her small nose with the slight coolness of the night.
“Andrea Jones, be my woman and let me take you in!” His long eyelashes almost brushed her cheeks. The smile under his eyes was as gorgeous as the stars in the night sky.
Andrea Jones was confused for a moment.
The lips moved, and for a while they did not know how to respond. The pink lips, under the street light, blossomed with a light glow, lightly seductive.
Neal Williams propped up the window with one hand and slowly moved her lips from behind with the other, his long fingers gentle and ambiguous.
Andrea Jones was instantly intoxicated by him and could only hold her breath as she felt his touch .
That Moment …
Time seems to be freezing little by little. The single street light is so gorgeous and moving at this moment.
The man in front of you, under the blurred light and shadow, is so charming and so calm. The first thing you need to do is to take in all the grievances in your heart and the sadness you have endured in the past, and then, you can easily smooth them out.
The four lips, in this way, could not be more naturally intertwined.
The soft and watery kisses gradually became like a storm. In particular, slightly drunk, he could not suppress the feelings of the heart, the kiss completely forgotten.
Andrea Jones was kissed so hard that she couldn’t find Neal. she could only instinctively reach out and put her arms firmly around his neck, lifting her face up and offering her lips in a bold and passionate way.
The starry eyes are misty and flowing.
All About Tonight …
All so charming, so appealing …
Until …
‘Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh’ the famous sound of three horns abruptly interrupted the passionate kiss between the two.
In the back is a BMW.
The strange driver poked his head out and shouted, “Hey! Brother, your woman to hold the hotel to kiss only so much, put here to kiss is not let everyone gluttonous?”
Oh my!
Andrea Jones snapped back to attention and pushed Neal Williams away.
What a shame!
“You get in the car.” Andrea Jones urged him, chagrined.
On the contrary, Neal Williams, he is not only calm and comfortable, but also in a very good mood to talk to the people behind, “Yes, brother you are right, we will go.”
When he said that, he also turned his head to look at Andrea Jones.
The eyes are ambiguous, with a slight impishness.
Oh my!
What the hell is he doing? Not enough to be ashamed of!
Andrea Jones was so ashamed and angry that she didn’t bother to talk to him anymore and hurriedly closed the car window.
Neal Williams then walked around to the passenger seat.
…
Andrea Jones didn’t dare to slow down at all, and immediately stepped on the gas, and then rushed the car far away.
“Hey, hey, hey! Slow down! It’s rush hour and there’s a lot of traffic.” Neal Williams hurriedly warned, looking at her sideways with a smirk that he couldn’t hide under his eyes.
Andrea Jones was uncomfortable with the way he looked at her.
Slowing down, he coughed dryly, “Why are you looking at me and smiling?”
“If you didn’t answer what you just said, I’ll take that as a tacit acceptance.”
“What’s the word?” Andrea Jones was kissed by him, and those conversations just now have been thrown out of the window.
Neal Williams straightened up, looked at her, and repeated seriously, “From now on, you are my Neal Williams woman!”
So …
From then on, she will be labeled as him?
This kind of situation never occurred to her before. But, now …
Feel, not bad.
Each other, looking at each other for a few seconds.
The heart, shaking abnormally.
This is the point at which the downtown area is congested.
Andrea Jones grips the steering wheel and drives carefully. Occasionally, I glanced sideways and found Neal Williams leaning in the back seat, lazily closing his eyes. The light from the window occasionally swept across that face, and the three-dimensional features looked more and more handsome.
Just looking at it, even the heart is soft.
“Asleep?” Asked softly, her voice soft as a dandelion under the infection of the night.
Neal Williams turned slightly sideways to face her. With one arm behind his head, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, opening only a thin slit, looking at her eyes but a special burning.
“I didn’t hear you on the phone, so I thought you were asleep.”
“I’ve been over here for a long time.” Her eyes still fell on the road.
Because there were many vehicles, she drove with unusual concentration and occasionally some tension. The look is particularly vivid, the pink mouth with the change of her look lightly open and close, beautiful like a slowly blooming petals.
With a thought, Neal Williams suddenly reached over and took her right hand in his.
The palm rolls hot.
She was startled, did not immediately turn her face to look at him, only lowered her eyes to look at the five fingers that he slowly wrapped around. Ten fingers tightly interlocked, heartbeat abnormal …
The road ahead, which is currently congested, is so congested that she slowed the car to a stop with one hand.
Muttering a phrase: “Traffic jam.”
“That’s okay, we have all the time in the world.” Neal Williams replied lazily.
She smiled and turned her face to look at him.
To his deep gaze, the heart of the lake ripples. A rare warmth, flowing in the narrow space of the carriage.
“I used to think traffic was a waste of time, and I hated that I couldn’t put two wings on my car.” Neal Williams lamented, carelessly playing with her fingers, but his eyes were staring straight at her. Perhaps slightly drunk, the eyes were direct and naked, without a hint of evasion, watching Andrea Jones blush.
“Well … patience is good.” The voice, surprisingly, inexplicably became soft.
His hands were suddenly hard.
Andrea Jones let out a soft cry, the next moment, has been pulled backwards on his chest. The next moment, Andrea Jones was pulled backwards against his chest, and she had no time to struggle, but her waist was wrapped firmly around his strong right arm, and her palm did not release her hand, but was clipped behind her back.
Such a pose instantly made Andrea Jones blush.
The first time I tried to struggle, but Neal Williams tied one arm tighter and tighter. The other hand, slowly raised, lifted her hair loose on the face, so that her whole face in front of him to show.
The slightest touch of a finger pulled at her nerves, and Andrea Jones held her breath, her heart strings taut. Not daring to look at him, only blushing and timidly averted his gaze.
“Andrea Jones, look at me.” Neal Williams murmured, thrusting his fingers into her hair and dropping his thumb to rub her pearly earlobe back and forth. It was clearly a random act, but it was just teasing enough to make her earlobe burn immediately, and even her neck flush.
When his eyes met his, his eyes deepened and he suddenly asked, “Has anyone ever really hurt you in the past 20 years or so?”
“Hmm?” The question he asked, without a clue, caused Andrea Jones to look at him in confusion, not knowing what he meant.
“Then let me make an analogy.” Neal Williams played with her earlobe, his deep eyes always gazed at her, like he didn’t want to let go of her expression for a moment, “Now Olivia Scott hurt you like this, in the future, if she apologized to you, would you be likely to forgive her?”
Although she was puzzled why he suddenly brought this up and brought up the spoiling Olivia Scott, she still thought seriously before answering, “It depends on her attitude of admitting her fault, if it’s just a perfunctory apology, there’s no way I can forgive her.”
“So, if it’s sincere, there’s no problem forgiving her?” He continued to test the waters.
Tilted his head, thought seriously, shook his head, nodded again, and said with great uncertainty, “Maybe.”
“So … you’re someone who forgives people easily?” Neal Williams hooked the hair at the temples of her ears behind her ears and watched her snow-white ears turn a little red, only to feel unusually heartwarming.
“Not really.” Andrea Jones seems to have gotten excited about the conversation, half propping herself up and looking down at him, her hair falling from the top to his chest, “It really depends on who and what it is. If it’s a friend who hurt me like Olivia Scott did, it’s hard to convince myself to forgive her, I’m afraid. It’s hardest to be hurt by a friend you trust.”
Neal Williams was stunned, a dark glint crossing his eyes as complex emotions swirled.
He suddenly dared not imagine what kind of bad situation it would be when everything was said and done.
“What’s wrong?” Noticing that her expression seemed a bit off, she looked at him suspiciously, “Why are you suddenly asking this? Well … did … you …”
She is very sensitive.
The eyes stared straight at him.
“Don’t think about it.” He, who had always been a daring man, suddenly found himself completely lost in taking on everything with force. One arm embraced her tighter, moreover made a strong assurance, “I will not hurt you. At least … in the future, never!”