Get out of hand

10.Lingering kisses

There was a subtle change between Isaac and Lucy.

The ambiguity between them is growing rapidly.

The book says that the feelings in high school are not mixed with other feelings, and they are pure hormones.

Lucy thought that she and Isaac should be like this, controllable, but uncontrollable.

On the weekend, Phoebe returns home from outside, and Leo is rarely at home, and Patricia cooks for Leo herself.

She has crammed school on the weekends, and after eating, Leo looks at her worn-out phone.

"Why don't you use the new phone I bought you?"

When the new phone was first given to her, Phoebe said she liked it, and it happened that her old phone carried too many memories, so she gave it to Phoebe.

Phoebe had a stiff relationship with her father some time ago because of her early love, and the father and daughter hadn't communicated well for a long time.

She looked at Lucy apprehensively, and Patricia smiled and said, "Lucy said that she doesn't like to use an Apple phone, and the mobile phone she uses now is incompatible with many things, and it is inconvenient to use." "

Lucy looked at Isaac unconsciously and nodded, "Hmm." "

"I thought you kids liked i Phones, Isaac, and you should have time to buy a new one for Lucy in the afternoon."

Before Isaac could reply, Patricia said, "Isaac has a physics contest next week, so how can he have time?" I'd buy it for her online. Which one does Lucy want? "

Lucy doesn't want to change her phone, but she wants to go to the mall with Isaac.

Leo frowned in displeasure: "Patricia, you can transfer some money to Lucy, and I will arrange for Anna to take her to buy it." "

"I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, I'll take her there." Isaac wiped the corners of his mouth and stared at Lucy's clear little face.

Phoebe cautiously raised her hand: "Brother, I want to go too." "

Patricia had been more strict with Phoebe since she found out about her early love, and she would definitely not have agreed to Phoebe if she had been in the past.

In the morning, Anna inadvertently said that Isaac had come back last night to pick up Lucy, and the two of them came home in the middle of the night.

Thinking of this, she clenched her fists and said in a cold voice: "Phoebe, you can't run around with your brother, Lucy, buy your phone and come back quickly, do you know?" "

Leo looked at the clothes Lucy was wearing, and then at Phoebe's, his face sank: "Isaac, by the way, take your sister to buy a few sets of clothes." "

Patricia was about to say something, but was interrupted by Leo: "That's it, Patricia will come with me to Vincent's house in the afternoon." "

Lucy went upstairs to change her clothes.

Isaac pushed the door open, and she turned back in panic and picked up her clothes to cover her chest.

"What are you doing?" She looked at him cautiously and quickly put on her t-shirt.

His eyes twinkled with light.

He stared at her face quietly, the quiet atmosphere, her face turned red for no reason.

He said lightly: "My laptop system is updated, and I want to send an email." "

She tilted her face, dodging his burning gaze, and picked up the clothes on the bed to go to the bathroom to change.

He chuckled, wrapped his arms around her wrists, and pressed her against the wall outside the bathroom.

The fiery body pressed against her, and she trembled in her voice: "Aren't you using a computer?" "

He lowered his head slowly, his thin lips gently pressed against her soft lips, feeling the heat of her pink little face.

"Did you blush so easily when talking to men before?"

She didn't blush very often before, and only blushed when she was teased by others.

She couldn't figure out why she stayed with him, blushing so easily.

The gently opened lips were held by him, and the temperature between the lips and tongue, hot and hot, swept through her body and consciousness.

Low gasps, scorching entanglement, thoughts messy.

She didn't wear a bra, her palms rubbing and kneading her breasts through the fabric, with erotic movements, her legs becoming moist and warm, and longing.

"Knock knock.."

A knock on the door interrupted the intense lingering, and she blushed terribly.