[R18] Upstairs and downstairs (1v1) h – “Upstairs, Downstairs (1v1) h” Hold me tight [English]

Yu Xiangxi wanted to pick her up, but Fu Xianling didn’t agree. After asking for the address, she changed her clothes and took a taxi.

She was worried that the hickey on her neck would be discovered, so she wore a beige silk scarf, no makeup, and only sprayed some perfume. She actually felt a little uneasy, but also inexplicably expectant and excited.

Before getting out of the car, she took a deep breath involuntarily, then paid and opened the door.

The boy was standing at the door of the cinema. When he saw her getting out of the car, he walked straight towards her. He was wearing a white T-shirt and black sweatpants. He had a bag behind him and… held a red rose in his hand.

Yu Xiangxi looks very handsome, a sunny type, with fair skin color, but tall and tall. Many girls around him are secretly looking at him, but he only walks towards Fu Xianling.

Across the distance, he was smiling, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, the brightness was scorching.

Fu Xianling was a little shy for some reason. When she walked up to him, her ears were a little red.

“Sister, this is for you.” Yu Xiangxi handed the rose in his hand to her, took the initiative to take the bag from her shoulder and hung it on himself.

Fu Xianling took the rose and was a little at a loss, “…why did you send me flowers?”

“I’m happy, I want to give it to you.” Yu Xiangxi had deep smile lines on his lips, and his eyes were extremely sincere, “I’m very happy that my sister is willing to watch a movie with me.”

Fu Xianling was almost overwhelmed by the smile. She lowered her head and walked in, “What time is the movie? Is it time yet?”

“Wait a few minutes before going in.” Yu Xiangxi accompanied her in, bought popcorn and hot drinks and handed them to her, “Sister, do you want to find a seat to sit for a while?”

Fu Xianling shook her head.

The hall was full of young lovers, leaning closely together, laughing and chatting, and some looked like students. Several people sat together, talking loudly and laughing loudly. There were energetic young people everywhere.

Only she, a married woman, came here with a college student.

She tightened her fingers, but the next second she was held by the boy.

She looked down and saw that the hot drink had spilled out and splashed on the back of the boy’s hand. He found a tissue and wiped her fingers for her. He also lowered his head and blew on it, “Did you get burned?”

She recalled for no reason that when she first got married, she accidentally burned her finger while making soup for Zhang Quanfeng to drink. While eating, Zhang Quanfeng saw it and said to be careful.

She felt as sweet as honey at that time.

There was sourness in her eyes for no reason, she shook her head and turned her face away, “It’s okay.”

Yu Xiangxi went to throw away the tissue. Fu Xianling saw him standing by the trash can wiping the back of his hands. His skin was fair and the back of his hands was obviously burnt red. When he came back, he put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants and said to her with a smile: “Sister, let’s go in.”

Fu Xianling nodded.

She followed Yu to the west and walked in. The movie had already started and the passage was dark. The moment he entered, he held her hand. His hand was big, and the palm of his hand was dry and warm. The moment he held hands, it was like an electric current ran through his back spine.

Fu Xianling’s heart was beating hard. She struggled but failed to break away. She shouted softly: “Yu Xiangxi.”

The boy directly pulled her to the last row, put down the bag in his hand, and put away the popcorn and hot drinks in her hand. Then he sat down and handed her the 3D glasses in his hand.

After Fu Xianling put it on, she vaguely felt that the music of this movie was a bit strange, and asked him in a low voice: “What kind of movie is this?”

Yu Xiangxi leaned close to her ear, spraying all the hot breath into her auricle.

“Horror movie.”

She stared at him with wide eyes, a look of disbelief on her face.

The boy smiled, his eyes as bright as stars, he got closer, his thin lips seemed to brush against her ears, his voice was low, with a hoarse tone, “Sister, if you’re afraid, hug me tight.”