Ouou prefers old songs.

The playlist she ordered tonight was all old songs.

When he suddenly came into the box without saying hello in advance, Ou Ou was thinking, these old songs almost all belong to his age as an old man, right? He should be familiar with them all.

What a great song "Courage". It was just sung to him to let people see her determination again, and also sung to herself to encourage herself again. When she meets a man she likes, of course she must take the initiative and be brave to pursue him.

, don’t feel embarrassed, don’t have to let go of your figure for that little bit of reserve.

He was sitting on the sofa, in the middle position, leaning back against the back of the sofa, with his left leg folded over his right leg, looking at her, his lenses reflecting the light, covering his eyes.

Ou Ou sat on the high chair facing him, holding the microphone standing in front of her in her hand, staring at him without blinking. The singer of "Courage" sang mostly bitter love songs.

Ouou used his distinctive voice and rich personal emotions to turn this song into a bold and confident war song.

In fact, among all the old songs, Ou Ou's favorite is Cantonese songs, especially Cantonese songs by female singers. Regardless of the pronunciation of Cantonese words and pronunciation, or the melody of the tune, it gives her a graceful and charming feeling.

She felt that this kind of charming and graceful feeling was in line with her temperament.

However, her talent in Cantonese was average and she could not speak Cantonese. She also tried to learn only the pronunciation of a few Cantonese songs. After listening to the recordings of her singing, she immediately destroyed them so as not to ruin other people's "very good impression" of her.

Can sing” impression.

This time after "Courage" ended, Ou Ou Sheng showed some courage and tried to sing him another Cantonese song, but he waved to her.

Ouou walked over first.

She hadn't seen him for a week and she missed him. She undoubtedly wanted to be close to him more than singing.

So after walking up to him, she pushed his legs and pushed his left leg off his right leg. Then she turned sideways, sat on his lap, sat in his arms, and hugged him.

Holding his neck: "I, a super and invincible beautiful girl in the universe, become your girlfriend and give you the opportunity to eat young grass. Not only did you put off eating it, but you could also bear not to come to me for so long?"

He smiled, put one hand around her back, put his arm around her waist, and looked at her carefully.

Today she had two high ponytails, a small leather skirt and a halter-neck top, which coolly exposed a large area of ​​her skin on her shoulders and back.

She is totally worthy of the title of "Super Invincible Beautiful Girl in the Universe".

His other hand reached to the table in front and picked up her pack of ladies' cigarettes.

A kind of visual feeling that parents come to KTV specifically to catch their children's misbehavior.

Ou Ou couldn't help laughing and held his face: "Brother, do you want to punish your little girlfriend?"

The tip of her nose was already touching the tip of his, mixing with his breath. She stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently sucked his upper lip.

She sucked his lower lip again.

"Your throat doesn't hurt anymore?" he asked, putting down the cigarette, reaching out to the corner of her mouth with his thumb, pressing it against her plump lips. Her lower lip was immediately slightly indented by the pads of his fingers.

It was just a week ago that she had a throat discomfort and a runny nose caused by the air conditioner in the B&B. The latter had already recovered. Although the former had asked the nanny to help her stew a cup of rock sugar and snow pears every day, she secretly smoked and drank and never recovered.

Lisuo, tonight she came to the ktv to show off her singing voice.

From that cup of rock sugar snow pear, Ou Ou clearly realized that the driver's brother would quietly report her situation to him. She did not feel that she was being monitored or offended by him. If he was not free, he could still use this method.

It's a good way to understand what she is doing. He is like a boyfriend who cares about his girlfriend.

"So what if it still hurts a little?" As he spoke, Ou Ou's lips inevitably rubbed against his fingers.

His fingers slid into her mouth when she opened her mouth.

Ou Ou wanted to close his mouth, but the tips of his teeth slightly bit his finger and dug into his finger flesh, so he stopped pushing.

At this time, the tip of her tongue slid over the wet mark of his finger. The touch of her tongue was transmitted to his brain, and his fingers left a tickling sensation on the tip of her tongue.

"Let me take a look at your tonsils." He said, his tone was always gentle, but his voice was deeper, as if it was coming from his chest and passed to her through the physical contact between the two.

Ou Ou smiled, and the red lips that were slightly resting on his finger opened slightly, vaguely revealing the flesh of her tongue, which shone with some water, which further highlighted the slipperiness of the tip of her tongue that seemed to have touched his finger.

What he put into her mouth was his left hand and the index finger of his left hand. She thought he did it on purpose.

He also smiled, and Ou Ou could see through the lenses of his glasses that his eyes were much darker than before.

"Let me see how your tonsils are." He repeated, as if he was no longer indulging her nonsense. He used an extra finger to fix her lips that always wanted to close, and flattened her raised tongue with his index finger like a doctor.

, he looked into her mouth and down her throat.

After looking at it for a while, he concluded: "It's still inflamed."

He was about to pull out his fingers, but Ou'ou's lips covered them, sucking his fingers into his mouth. He sucked his fingers gently with the tip of his tongue, and his teeth knocked on the pads of his fingers, leaving him numb and itchy.

He didn't respond, and the light reflected on his lenses.

Ouou sucked for a while and then took the initiative to let go. When he released his index finger, the saliva pulled out the thread.

She stared, raised her lips, leaned close to his ear, and asked softly and pointedly: "Does it look like it?"

That night at the swimming pool, before he took her back to the room, he took back his hand and stared at his fingers for a few seconds.

"Little Ou." He directly pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with the same finger.

"I'm not here?" Ou Ou smiled, and took off his glasses with his backhand, then folded them up like sunglasses, inserted one of the temples into her collar, and scraped it against her chest.

His pair of glasses still has thin gold rims, very similar to the original pair, but if you look closely, the curvature of the frame is slightly different, and the temple legs are not wrapped with transparent silicone.

Therefore, the cold metal texture of the temples was in direct contact with the skin on her chest.

When it slid against her skin as she moved, it was hard not to remind Ouou of some of her own memories of playing with his glasses.

"Now, can you give your little girlfriend a kiss that you haven't touched in a week?" Ou Ou deliberately used a word that arouses imagination.

The breath of his laughter brushed against the tip of her nose, and the fingers clasped behind her traced the ups and downs of the spine on her exposed smooth back. His eyes focused on her face, and after two or three seconds, he bit her lip.

For the first time, the downtrend was enthusiastic.

His enthusiasm will only double her enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!