Twenty yuan was exchanged for a bag of authentic wood-fired eggs. It sounds like they made a profit.
The heat on Pei Xiao's face had not dissipated when he got into the car, so he opened the window a little to let some air in. Gu Nanshun didn't say anything else along the way. He had gotten his driver's license not long ago and had drunk some wine just now, so he drove very seriously.
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There were not many cars on the road, and there was only one light at a distance on both sides. The lamppost at the front of the car cast a cool white light. Pei Xiao sat back on his seat after eating, and soon yawned.
They started working very early today, and they only had some lunch on the set at noon. Gu Nanshun slowly slowed down the car, sewed the window shut, and freed one hand from the steering wheel to unbutton his jacket and put it on her body.
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Pei Xiao tilted her head and leaned against the window. He gently pushed her over and lowered the seat. She pouted her lips and seemed to mumble, and then fell asleep deeper. For a moment, everything in the car was filled with sounds.
It was so quiet that he could only hear her shallow breathing, which seemed to be blowing on his sensitive heart.
He was startled for a moment, and hurriedly looked away, staring seriously ahead while driving. After a while, he couldn't help but look back at her.
When the car passed the toll station, he opened the window to pay, and a gust of cold wind came in. Pei Xiao woke up with a shiver, and asked him sleepily: "Are we here?"
Gu Nanshun tucked her coat tightly, brushed aside her bangs that covered her eyebrows, and said softly: "Not yet, go to sleep for a while, I'll call you when I get there."
She said "hmm" drowsily and fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, it was already six in the morning!
She listened to the slight sound of the car's engine and looked around blankly through the car window. It was right downstairs in her community, but the sky was gray, the milkmen were all riding bicycles, and there was a lonely orange street lamp next to the car.
's on.
She went to take pictures of Gu Nanshun who was sleeping next to her, and felt annoyed: "Didn't you tell me to call me? What time is it!"
He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and his throat was slightly hoarse: "I called you, but you slept like a pig, and you couldn't wake up."
She knocked her head in confusion: "...is there any?"
She had a sweet dream. In the dream, someone was holding her gently, covering her with a quilt, and brushing her hair away from her forehead. It was like she was back when she was a child, nestled in her mother's arms. Maybe it was too warm, and she couldn't bear to part with it.
wake up.
She was dubious, and Gu Nanshun added: "Don't expect me to pick you up when you fall asleep. I am a popular idol now, and this hug is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
She cut it off and said, "This is all you have left." Well, actually you have a pretty good figure.
He said proudly: "Fans love my face."
"Come on, I'm sorry. It's already dawn. I'm still working in the morning. You should go back to bed early." She complained as she unbuckled her seat belt, and her coat slipped off. She didn't care and turned around to close the car door.
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It was only when she got off the car that she felt cold. It was five or six o'clock in the morning on a December day, and the chill penetrated her bones. She was so cold that she jumped to her feet, waved to him, and jumped like a little rabbit before disappearing into the hole in the building.
Gu Nanshun watched her go upstairs from the car window, then smiled helplessly and picked up his coat. Her fragrance seemed to still linger in the car. It was faint, not perfume, but also mixed with the sweetness of silk rice wine.
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He didn't dare to open the window, fearing that the last trace of her breath would soon escape. Just like he didn't dare to tell her, he just couldn't bear to spend every minute and every second with her, so he didn't wake her up.