Get out of hand

17.Feeling weak all over

After the movie ended, Isaac stretched himself and said, "Phoebe will probably be here soon to find us."

Lucy was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips, and followed him.

Perhaps because he disliked her slowness, he raised his hand to hold her wrist, and she struggled subconsciously.

Didn't he say that Phoebe would be here soon?

She raised her eyes in confusion and stared at his profile.

Feeling his gaze, he turned his head, pressed her lips, and smiled deeply,

"Phoebe doesn't dare to tell anyone." Lucy felt that all kinds of fireworks were blooming in her mind, and her chest seemed to be occupied by some kind of emotion, pressing her down, and she couldn't speak.

His thumb gently stroked her delicate cheek, "Don't always use that vague relationship to pressure me.

I saw the DNA test report before I saw you."

She was confused and uneasy. He interlocked his fingers with hers: "Phoebe said they want to eat barbecue, do you want to eat?"

Lucy felt the power around him, the force that could not be refused, but he was asking for her opinion.

She thought for a while and replied: "I don't want to eat." She was secretly competing with Isaac, or with herself. "Then what do you want to eat?" Isaac asked with a slight smile on his face, in a good mood.

She knew that Isaac always liked light food, so she deliberately said spicy food.

Isaac curved his lips: "As you wish."

Phoebe couldn't eat spicy food even more.

When they arrived at the spicy food restaurant that Isaac had located, she twisted her face: "Brother, don't you dislike spicy food?"

Lucy smiled triumphantly and calmly ordered the dishes.

"Didn't you say you'd be back in half an hour? What time is it now?"

Isaac glanced at the lipstick on Phoebe's lips, then looked back at Lucy, her face full of youth.

When she smiled, she looked cute and lovely, soft and sweet.

Phoebe was a little embarrassed and didn't notice the look her brother gave Lucy.

The spicy food in the spicy food restaurant was enough to keep people who didn't eat spicy food away. Phoebe's mouth soon turned red from the spiciness.

After drinking two glasses of sour plum juice in a row, she put down her chopsticks: "I'm full." Lucy chewed the food slowly, feeling a little proud, just wanting to see Isaac sweating profusely from the spiciness.

The more he picked up the cup, the more her smile grew. Phoebe's phone rang, and she excused herself to go to the bathroom.

Without Phoebe, Lucy looked casually at Isaac, who also raised his eyes, his eyes calm: "Do you feel the pleasure of revenge against me?"

She dodged his gaze hastily and pouted: "Childish, who wants to take revenge on you? I like spicy food."

Isaac raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I am childish." Her lips were red from the spiciness, and she said she liked spicy food.

"Are you still eating? If not, pay the bill. Lucy clenched her fingers: "I haven't eaten much." "Go buy lipstick." He stood up and stood over to hold her hand naturally.

At that moment, she felt that she was his girlfriend. "I don't wear makeup, so I don't need lipstick." Isaac raised his eyebrows: "Buy Phoebe a birthday present."

Lucy's face flushed instantly.

She was acting on her own! After he paid the bill, he suddenly moved close to her tense face.

Her heartbeat suddenly stopped and she held her breath: "Phoebe should be back."

"You said that you blushed in nine out of ten sentences you said to me. Why are you blushing? "

He curled his lips and smiled meaningfully.

When she heard this, her face began to heat up again. She bit her lip unconvinced and met his scrutinizing eyes: "I'm not blushing!"

After saying this, her face became even redder.

Phoebe was standing not far away and making a phone call.

Looking at the close distance between her brother and Lucy, she remembered what her mother said to her aunt on the phone.

The two of them? They are quite a match. It was obvious that Lucy was not very fond of her brother.

My brother's mouth is so poisonous that Lucy would not even like the punctuation marks he used.

Phoebe quickly hung up the phone and followed him: "Brother--" Phoebe's sudden appearance scared Lucy, and she quickly pulled away the hand that Isaac was holding.

Isaac expression instantly returned to his coldness, and his thin lips moved: "Do you want to buy more lipstick?"

Phoebe's eyes lit up, and she excitedly hugged Isaac's arm: "Brother, you are so nice, can I also want perfume?"

"No." Isaac's eyes fell on her arm that was around him.

Lucy would never get close to him like this, unless he took the initiative to get close to her and forced her.

If she could be like Phoebe, he might not have those strange desires.

Isaac couldn't tell where those growing desires came from.

When he was close to her, he couldn't restrain himself, and he didn't want to restrain himself.

He reached out and grabbed her wrist directly, and in her stunned eyes, let her hold him like Phoebe.

When the elevator went up and down, Phoebe moved her position, just leaving the two of them above the elevator. Lucy's heart was beating fast because she was holding his arm, and she stared at Phoebe for fear that she would look back.

Fortunately, Phoebe's attention was on her phone.

Isaac's face was normal, and his tone was calm: "The more nervous you are, the more she will think." "Let me go! I'm going to be angry!"

Her eyes were heavy. "No." He curled his lips frivolously, and said in a playful tone, "Let me see how angry you are."

Lucy's face suddenly changed, and she looked at him in disbelief, and then at Phoebe.

Is he really not going to hide it from Phoebe?

Can Phoebe accept it? After a series of questions, they had already reached the counter.

He loosened his hand, his expression returned to calm, and said calmly: "Choose a set of skin care products you like to use."

Lucy looked up uncertainly, and he simply said to the salesgirl directly: "You can recommend a set of skin care products to her, and try a lipstick color."

"Brother! You value women over friendship! I want one too!" Phoebe sucked her lips in dissatisfaction.

The four idioms of "valuing love over friendship" are not used casually.

Lucy's heart sank. She pursed her lips and avoided Isaac's sight.

He said lazily: "Well, you go and pick it." The salesgirl chose a youth skin care product for Lucy, a new set of the season.

Lucy glanced at the price and her heart skipped a beat.

She had been to big shopping malls, but had never seen a counter. Even if she liked or wanted skin care products, she would find some cheap ones online.

Since her mother got sick, she only chose skin care products that cost dozens of dollars.

She suddenly realized that the gap between her and Isaac was actually very far, and he was at a height she could not catch up with. Even if he liked her a little now, he would be disgusted one day.

"Miss, what do you think?" Lucy's thoughts were called back by the salesgirl. Before she could refuse, Isaac made the decision for her: "This is it. Choose a lipstick that is suitable for wearing without makeup."

Phoebe happily carried the shopping bags back home, but Lucy's thoughts were confused.

She pursed her lips, and there was still lipstick on her lips that she had tried. She really didn't like this feeling. Isaac was good to her, she liked it, but she also hated it.

She just needed to enjoy it, but she felt inferior and didn't deserve him.

Girls who are deeply in love are always so sensitive. Lucy is like a small boat in the sea, and Isaac is the sea. The waves he casually raised can make her move forward or capsize.

When the three of them went home, Leo and Patricia were still socializing outside. Phoebe went upstairs and stood on the stairs on the second floor: "Brother, don't call me when you eat spicy food in the future.

My stomach hurts." Isaac glanced at Lucy.

She lowered her eyes and was not in a good mood.

He couldn't understand why she was not as happy as Phoebe.

She knew he was looking at her, so she ignored him and went straight upstairs. She didn't even take the things he bought for her upstairs.

Isaac quickly chased after her, and when she was about to close the door, his long legs blocked her movement, and the things were thrown casually by the door.

As soon as the door was closed, she felt dizzy and was pressed against the wall. His tall body approached her, and her breathing became disordered: "I have to go to school tomorrow!"

The two young bodies were tightly pressed together, and her hand was held by him.

She said anxiously: "I want to go to bed." "Other girls jump for joy when they receive gifts, why are you different from others?"

-﹣Other girls.

Lucy finally understood why she was unhappy.

It was his experience.

He must have bought gifts for many girls before, so he knew what girls wanted most.

She closed her eyes, avoiding his burning gaze, and tried to calm herself down: "I'm not unhappy."

Isaac held her jaw, aimed at her red lips, and put the tip of his tongue into her mouth, grabbing her tongue and sucking it.

The sudden hot kiss hurt her a little, and she hummed softly.

He kneaded the hand on her waist, lifted her clothes roughly, pinched the softness of her chest, and rubbed it hard. "Don't let me go like this, brother."

He ignored her struggle, pressed her against the wall, increased his strength, pressed his thin lips against her, and breathed unsteadily: "Is it because I didn't ask for your opinion?"

Lucy shook her head, tears were forced out: "No!" "Then don't make me guess, I don't have much patience." Isaac pressed the hand on her arm and slowly moved down, from the chest, then to the waist, and finally lifted her skirt.

She hurriedly pressed his hand, trembling: "I'm just too tired." She was really tired. Her emotions were like a roller coaster, happy, lost, melancholy, sad, confused - the mixed emotions were about to crush her.

Isaac's hand paused on the smooth inner wall of her thigh. The soft and tender skin was silky, and the desire in his crotch became stronger.

He was more tired than her.

The thing below was like it had never seen a woman before. It got hard when it touched her. "Really?"

He retracted his palm and pressed his thin lips against hers. "Don't hold your emotions in your heart."

Lucy felt that Isaac at this moment was strong and gentle.

She obviously liked him, but she didn't dare to get closer. "I heard Phoebe say that you asked her what I like. Is it to make up for my birthday present?"

The low voice lingered in her ears, and the strong masculine scent wrapped around her, and she was completely soft.