"I will explain this to you later, will you do it or not?" Otoya was anxious and grabbed Daniel's sleeve as if grasping a life-saving straw. This made Daniel very happy.
"I will do it." He hugged her from behind and walked in the door together.
After entering the door and turning on the light, he discovered that her feet were bare, and her delicate white feet were soft and soft on the brown floor. Daniel's heart moved, he frowned, took out a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, squatted down and carefully
Put it on for her.
But Otoya turned around involuntarily, his eyes wandering around the living room. He was sitting on the sofa with his back to her, very quiet, with short hair, his neck was blocked by his collar, and the aura around him was extremely fierce. She couldn't bear it.
She couldn't help but sigh. This scene was still fresh in her memory. She remembered that there was a
Back, he also squatted down to put on her shoes like Daniel did. In fact, his hands were very clumsy and he didn't know the importance of his actions. He was a little rough and not as considerate as Daniel. But when the calluses on his tiger's mouth rubbed her instep, she still felt...
I still remember that feeling of trembling to the top of my heart.
Yinmi tried her best to stabilize her heart and her complexion returned to normal. She walked to the kitchen, made a cup of coffee and put it on the coffee table in front of Fu Lingzhi. Her eyes were straight and as tight as a string.
As soon as she lowered her head and leaned forward, Fu Lingzhi saw the ravine on her chest, which was neither deep nor shallow. It was very beautiful, like a smooth ravine in the middle of a ball of snow. It was his favorite place to hang out in the past, and he didn't want to.
Look, but who made him unable to control his eyes? Many years later, he looked at her like this through a strange man in a strange house in a foreign country. The feeling was like the gentle tug of a scraping board.
his heart.
Otoya didn't speak and stood aside naturally. Daniel walked up to her and whispered to her in the secret language unique to lovers, "How about... go back to the room and sleep first?"
The moment Fu Lingzhi raised his head, he saw Otomi's neck shrinking back. He remembered that when he teased her in the past, she had the same reaction. He was a little sad. He glanced at the living room calmly, then lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
What? I dug into my coat pocket for a long time, took out a pack of cigarettes, thought about it and put it back.
Otoya nodded calmly, "I'm going to clean up the guest room for this guest. Daniel, go back to the room and go to bed early. Think about how many hours you slept from yesterday to today."
Daniel laughed playfully, hugged her waist and rubbed her tightly before letting her go, "I admit my mistake, okay?"
Otoya gave him a decent look, then twisted her slender waist and went upstairs. Daniel walked to sit next to Fu Lingzhi and said clearly, "Mr. Fu, if you want to smoke, I can take you to the bathroom.
I see that you don’t look very well. Wouldn’t it be very uncomfortable for people in your country who don’t smoke?”
Fu Lingzhi shook his head expressionlessly, "Smoking..." He raised his eyes and looked at the light-colored stairs with his long and narrow eyes, which contained deep mist. "Smoking is probably because of loneliness."
Coincidentally, the sound of cotton mops scraping against the wooden boards on the stairs paused for a second or two at the right time. Fu Lingzhi curled his lips, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or laughing. Two seconds later, the footsteps continued on the stairs.
Ring up.
Daniel kept talking, and Fu Lingzhi made occasional perfunctory remarks, nodding or raising his mouth to show that he was listening, but God knew that all his thoughts were in an unknown corner on the second floor.
Finally Daniel dozed off, stood up and said with a smile, "Yinmi should have packed up, I will take you to the guest room. The room is a bit small, don't mind." Although Daniel is not a man, he is not a fool either.
I don’t understand China’s military rank setting, etc.
But when I saw the golden stars on Fu Lingzhijun's coat, I still saw some signs. He was polite and distant, and his enthusiasm was not annoying. This can be said to be a typical German trait. Fu Lingzhi followed
He went upstairs. The corridor was not long. There were three rooms in total and a bay window. Daniel took him to the first room and looked at the room. It was brightly lit. Fang said, "She and I will sleep in the second room. This one
This is the guest room. Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be right back. Please wait a moment."
Fu Lingzhi was eager for him to leave. His eyes had already been glued to the delicate figure in the crack of the door. As soon as Daniel's back disappeared, Fu Lingzhi gently pushed the door open.
She was spreading the sheets with her back to him, and the wall lamp was dim, projecting her curvaceous figure on the wall. Her hands were born for surgery. The ring finger of her right hand was bare and there was nothing left.
Fu Lingzhi leaned against the door and looked at her sideways. He always felt that he had been praying for five hundred years to get the time to observe her carefully. Because it was not easy, he was a little stunned.
How to react.
Otoya wasn't paying attention to begin with. When he opened the door, she noticed someone coming in. Whether it was his footsteps or his behavior, it was not Daniel. Then she felt her back feel cold and hot, very good, she was being looked at by him unscrupulously.
After a thorough examination, she was angry, but finally she became calm. In almost three years, no matter how bad she was, she still achieved this level of cultivation.
She waited for him to speak.
If she didn't speak to her again, Daniel would come back. Fu Lingzhi blocked his thin lips that smelled of tobacco with his fist, looked at the floor, then walked over and coughed without leaving a trace,
Standing next to her, watching her casually roll up the soft and shiny green hair with a pencil
Silk, her profile is still so beautiful, it seems like three years, wrinkles have not left marks on her skin, but she still has some changes, the breath of her outline makes him shocked, that
It is an aura that is even colder and can even be called indifferent than three years ago.
He moved his lips, and then moved his body slightly, getting closer to her. But he didn't expect that as soon as he moved, she would move aside, her hands not stopping, still playing with the sheets.
"Aren't you happy to see that I'm not dead?" He regretted it as soon as he said it.
But her indifference made his breathing become more intense. He was next to her and could see her expression clearly, and her eyelashes didn't even move.
"I really want to know, what was your mood when you left me at that time? Did you foresee that I would die, or did you know that I would definitely not come to you?"
Yinmi seemed not to hear. This indifferent reaction made Fu Lingzhi a little unable to resist. He leaned forward and grabbed her wrist. The force was so strong that the sheets in her hand fell to the bed.
She quietly looked at the second button on his chest, green wood color, green wood color...
He smiled evilly, his eyes like deep pools, "The green wood-colored buttons are okay if you look at them once, but they have no beauty at all after looking at them twice. Buttons are not like you, they don't have as much charm as you." He sighed suddenly, "
Ami, look up at me and see how old I am, look at my white hair, and look at the wrinkles at the corners of my eyes... I miss you."