Seeing his friend talking about a girl's lips, that too saying that it will taste sweeter than nectar, the guy sighed thinking, bro nectar is already sweeter and tastier than honey because they are fresh whereas in honey the honeybee's saliva is mixed making it taste different and making it taste, less delicious and sweet but here your saying that a girl's lips are tastier than nectar that too without even tasting it, he thought to himself because he knew his so-called friend doesn't want others to talk against him, and he said to his friend,
Bro, you have to be a little patient, before pouncing on her and sucking her lips or else our efforts will be vain, said the guy to his friend
I know, said the guy in return to his friend irritatedly ...
Meanwhile in the washroom. . . . . . .
little xi was still washing her lips,
xiao xi that is enough, if you rubbed your poor lips like this, they will soon bleed they are already hell swollen, so can you stop.
Wait, bing, who knows where and all this stupid butterfly sat said little xi irritatedly,
Hell, young Miss Yang Xi, they would have only sat on some flowers, before bing could finish her theory, xi interrupted her saying,
Then, my freaking lips has to be a flower according to your theory, but they are not, so let me wash my lips peacefully,
well, your lips, they do look like, they are flowers giving pink rose petal shade or maybe in Mr Brenton Blue's eyes they would have looked like a flower, said bing humorously,
And to the hell with your Mr Brenton Blue, who knows what and all in this world looked like a flower to that idiotic butterfly which is not flowers, now I doubt if that thing has eyes or is it blind still having eyes, said little xi with irritation and started rubbing her lips again and began rinsing it with water,
Bing laughed hearing to her friend complaining about the poor butterfly,
Poor Mr. Brenton Blue she thought, the only mistake he did was to sit on the beautiful lips of an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient, at least he should have restrained himself from being tempted by the girl's beautiful lips, but bing could not blame the butterfly, because her friend's whole face is a masterpiece and to talk about her lips they are lustrous, a little plump giving a full heart lip shape, they are pink in shade, so no wonder the poor thing thought it to be a flower, even she herself would think that xi can make her turn into a lesbian, because the girl had her charms, she is one of a rare kind, while bing is hot, her friend is beautiful but people had to fall in any one category either hot or cute but this weird friend of her can pull both the looks perfectly the only thing which deceids whether she is hot or cute is her dress and hair style even if the girl won't expose her body still she can look hot somehow, when on the normal days when she is wearing a uniform, she won't look fully hot or fully cute she will have the mixture of both, and then only a person's eye can detect which percentage is high between hotness and cuteness, but then it totally depends on their preference because, one time she heard some guy on senior class saying how hot her friend was but thank god, her friend was not there when the guy was saying that because she was absent and the guy to his friend was saying,
hey, man have you seen the hot chick who will be seen with this girl passing by, at that time bing ignored it, because she thought that was the best way then and then again, her cousin on her birthday asked, xiao bing that hot friend of yours in our cousin girl's group, what is her name, and do you have her contact, her stupid cousin asked her, and in return, she smacked his head, while she and all her other girl cousins found her cute more than hot but some found xi hot especially guys,
but what made her wonder is, even after xi shaking her head it, remained on her lips as if sucking on to some nectar,
After a long time, little xi finally washed lips and both the girls came out of the washroom and went to the entrance,
When they went to the entrance, their separate cars had already arrived and were waiting for them, so the girls, bid goodbye before entering into their cars.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Mean while, on the other end, Inside of this small world . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Ah, boy, it is enough said the young lady shaking her head at the boy who is still rubbing his lips with wet wipes it is already enough that there are so many packets of wet wipes used and thrown by him, only because of a butterfly, she didn't care about the number of wipes all she cared about is how he is rubbing his lips roughly with wipes which had alcohol in it, thought the women, but also the women know it is not just a butterfly-like everyone thinks,
it was all because of a butterfly, a beautiful blue coloured butterfly,
The lady on the passenger seat of a black Benz car could only shake her head with full of guilt in her heart, seeing the guy continuously wiping his poor lips but she could not blame him, as she knew it is a result of past scar+ OCD
A FEW HOURS AGO
The lady was in her later twenties, she was wearing a pista coloured pencil frock and a matching hat her dress was reaching her knees to showcasing her beautiful slim hourglass figure and her thin waist is something every woman and man dream of, while men want this kind of women to make them their wife while women would brew in jealousy, she was not standing there alone she was waiting for her little boy to come out from the flight as she waited on the side with some men in black on her back resembling bodyguards,
finally, the women said, seeing her little boy coming out of the flight, it took him this long because she and their bodyguards used another exit for the V VIP passengers but her little boy would come out with other passengers because this flight only had two classes since it is a private flight used only by trillionaires but money alone can't buy the tickets here money along with status works, as for the classes The first class usually used by ultra-rich people and the only person travelled init were the women herself and her bodyguards, while her little guy sat in the business class because the washroom there in the business class is nearer to the passenger seat compared to the first class. After all, a large TV was attached in the front followed by the washrooms for customers and then washroom for staffs, their kitchen, etc...,
As for why the distance of the washroom concern is because her little boy had flying sickness and would run to puke every three times for every half an hour, and he can't control his puke so it would be easy for him to run to a washroom which is nearer probably, he was puking again a couple of minutes ago since it took this long for him to come anyways still he came soon compared to other passengers in the business class thought the lady,
So, the little boy finished puking? asked the young lady while chuckling
the bodyguards ''...'', as they want to here who their young miss was calling a little boy, because if one saw the guy they would call him a man, not boy, with his already muscular body, and the guy was already taller than some of the bodyguards in their group, his fair skin, and prominent ''L'' shaped jawlines, thin pink lips, sharp high rose, and his jet black hair beneath it his thick dark eyebrows, followed by sharp large eyes with big eyelashes, no one would frecking believe if someone said the guy before them was seventeen years old teen, he was like he is some twenty-three,
No, I was not puking on this trip even, I don't know why said, the so-called little buy,
Then it is a good thing, then what took you this long asked the women,
It is just . . . nothing, let us go said the guy,
Ok sweetie, said the women, while her eyes caught the swollen hand of her so-called little boy,
A strange glint passed her beautiful large raven eyes as she signalled her two bodyguards with her eye, and two of them nodded which went unnoticed thankfully, by her so-called sweetie,
while the woman was giving her bodyguards their task along with those two bodyguards whom she signalled,
suddenly. . . . . .
The bodyguards were shocked to the hell, they were already getting scared of the so-called consequence,
what would they do now,
why would god, test their young master's patience like this, their world started to become dark as hell, their hearts pounding already so badly, they felt like they were standing on the sharp rim of a knife,
while at the side the women, their so-called young miss started laughing crazily, while their poor souls were flying, and she said . . .
Ah shen, there is a frecking butterfly sitting on your lips.