Chapter 80 Breast Swallow into the arms

The car slowly stopped at the door of the hotel.

"Uncle Lin, you'd better follow the car back to the hospital. I can take care of myself." Pan Hongsheng, whose heart was like water, suddenly tightened his heart: he saw two elves in short skirts swaying at the door of the hotel...

"Oh," Lin Zhi didn't seem to see the Su sisters. After closing the car door, he did not squint, and the car quickly started and left.

As soon as Pan Hongsheng got out of the car, he was almost out of balance by Su Xue's deep hug. He shouted repeatedly, "Slow down... Oh, you've sunk a lot..."

"I hate it! How dare you say it!" Su Xue shouted angrily, "If you hadn't left us, how could I have eaten and drank in the embassy to relieve my worries!"

Only then did Pan Hongsheng know that Miss Su Xue would relieve boredom in this way. Looking at her slightly plump figure, she was actually more charming and feminine than before. The girl's purity and the mellowness of an adult woman gave him a refreshing feeling.

And Su Ya is still the same. She seems to keep a certain distance in front of her sister and Pan Hongsheng every time. I don't know whether this distance is deliberately or naturally generated, which makes Pan Hongsheng feel a trace of regret in the embrace of Wenxiang Ruanyu.

"You're finally back." Su Ya seemed to be trying her best to maintain her normal speed and tone of speech, but she obviously failed. Her tears fell down with disappointment: "Do you know that we are all worried about you? Why didn't you call us at all? Do you know..."

She didn't finish her words, and she was wrapped in Pan Hongsheng's warm chest: "I don't mean it, baby."

"You're bad, you're bad, you're bad!" Su Ya twisted her body in his arms. The static electricity generated by the friction between the two bodies seemed to burn the air around him, but it also electrocuted Su Xue beside him.

"Cough!" Su Xue seemed to cough inadvertently. Although the sound was very hidden, it was obvious. In these dry coughs, Su Ya quickly broke away from Pan Hongsheng's embrace.

"Let's go in." Pan Hong shrank her neck: "It's cold here. Don't wear skirts! It's not at home."

"Yes..." Su Xue finally couldn't hold on: "I also feel strangely cold. The weather here is so strange!"

The three of them walked towards the hotel with a smile. When the elevator door opened, Pan Hongsheng's mobile phone rang. It turned out to be Zhao Qing's phone.

"Hongsheng, are you all right?" Zhao Qing's slightly trembling voice came from the other end of the phone: "I know you're on a mission again..."

"Your voice is a little trembling. Are you not feeling well?" Pan Hongsheng suddenly thought of a nurse to have **.

"I don't know how it is. My body seems to be a little uncomfortable, but it's not a big deal. Don't worry about it. I'll go to the hospital for a check-up later, but you need to pay more attention! Don't be reckless when you are abroad than at home!" Zhao Qing's voice was still so sexy, slightly silky and hoarse, like a mellow chocolate poured into Pan Hongsheng's esophagus. In her stomach, warmth spread from the inside out, and her face was slightly red.

A female movie queen who was praised as the "sexy goddess of the century" by the audience once said: "Whether a woman is sexy or not depends not how much she dares to show and what she dares to do, but her sexy temperament.

Zhao Qing is the kind of woman with sexy and intellectuality in her bones. She has the kind of rationality and maturity that young girls don't have, and there is also a feminine taste formed by time precipitation.

Turning off the phone, Pan Hongsheng felt that the atmosphere in the elevator had changed a little, and the air seemed to have become a little colder. The warm and hot state of the three people just now suddenly decreased by one level.

At this time, the background music played in the hotel lobby slowly penetrated into his auricle, which was the song "When Men and Women Fall in Love" by the famous alto bel canto singer of Europa.

The deep, sexy and slightly metallic singing wanders in the hotel with a golden halo. A slightly decadent beauty and blues romantic rhythm makes everyone in the hotel seem to be excited. This excitement is not on the surface, but in the most secret and ** part of the bottom of the heart.

It is said that the old lady of Medi Foster has been depressed all her life. Since she sang this song, she has become famous and has become a singer in the world. She can have breakfast with Pavarotti and others, and she also has her own school, record company,...

There is also a joke familiar to the Swiss. It is said that when this song was first played on the radio, dozens of men and women who were in love across the country happened. Human relationship. I don't know if this joke is true, but the enthusiasm of foreigners with big noses is inseparable.

"Ouch!" Su Ya suddenly screamed and covered her mouth with one hand: "There is only one room..."

"Ah?" Su Xue stared at Pan Hongsheng with big eyes and immediately looked at Pan Hongsheng with a complicated look: "What should I do?"

"What is this? Let's sleep together!" Pan Hongsheng squeezed his head between the two women with a hippie smile: "Don't worry, I'm a mature man with a traditional morality and a complete ethical world outlook. I know what to do and what not to do..."

"Go to hell!" Su Xue glanced at him dissatisfiedly and took her sister's hand and shook it: "Sister, this..."

"It's okay," Su Ya smiled meaningfully at her. At this time, the elevator opened and the three of them filed out.

The room is a rose-colored wall, a rose-colored sheet, and a black velvet pillow. As soon as Pan Hongsheng stepped in, there was a beautiful fragrance, which only belonged to the girl.

Sitting in the soft **, the tiredness of fighting for several days wrapped Pan Hongsheng up in an instant. His sleepiness only leaned on him like a fire, making his upper eyelids and lower eyelids discordant.

"No sleep!" Su Xue twisted it on his arm and said, "Tell me, what interesting things have happened these days?"

"Oh, my little aunt..." Pan Hongsheng reluctantly opened his eyes and begged, "You let me sleep for a while. I'm really going to become glue..."

"I don't care! I haven't seen you for so long. Are you busy sleeping when you meet? Su Xue couldn't help being angry when she saw that the other party lowered her head to yawn again: "Do you really yawn at us?"

"Xiao Xue, don't do this..." Su Ya gently pulled her arm: "Hongsheng is really tired. He must be very dangerous these days. Don't embarrass him anymore. Let him rest for a while. You sleep on the other side, and I'll separate him in the middle."

Before Su Ya's voice fell to the ground, Pan Hongsheng had already snored like thunder. He was really tired.

"I didn't even take off my clothes, shoes and socks..." Su Ya shook her head to untie Pan Hongsheng's shoelaces.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Su Xue looked at her sister with the same eyes and quickly squatted down: "I'll do it."