I hesitated for a moment and replied: "Watching TV."
"Well, what show are you watching? Tell me."
This time I was speechless. I glanced at the TV screen and recalled it, but I couldn't recall the content that was played before. The man opposite obviously didn't feel my difficulty in speaking. Instead, he asked seriously: "Huh? Why don't you say anything?"
Already?"
I immediately became annoyed, "Xu Ziyang, what's the matter with you?" You called me to discuss TV programs? A low laugh came from the phone, "Ruoruo, you're not in the mood to watch TV, are you?
Miss me, right?"
"The devil misses you." I gritted my teeth and retorted. I really couldn't get used to the determined tone in his voice. Although when my mind was empty just now, I was indeed...missing him. Xu Ziyang smiled and did not continue.
This topic changed to a serious tone: "Excuse me, Teacher Xu, can I have the honor of being a guest at your home?"
My breath tightened, and I reacted in a blink of an eye. I got up and ran to the window to search downwards. The night was too dark. Even if the dim street lights were turned on, it was difficult to see the street clearly. "Are you down there?" After I asked, I realized that my breathing was a little short.
At this moment, the doorbell rang, and I immediately stopped thinking. His voice came to my ears: "Ruoruo, come and open the door." I opened the door uncertainly, and someone's handsome face was suddenly in front of me.
The coldness before was gone.
He said: "What should I do? As soon as I stepped out of this door, I started to regret it. Then I couldn't do anything. Your figure was all in my mind and your voice was in my ears. You said don't be my dodder.
Sihua, what about me? From now on, you take care of my food and accommodation, and how about I be your tenant?"
I think my brain was too slow to react. I looked at him up and down. Except for the change of clothes, it was still the same human skin. It had not been changed. How could it be that he looked like a different person?
Moved the suitcase to his feet and looked at him doubtfully.
He smiled and said: "When I was downstairs, I received your reluctant eyes. Then you have to give me time to pack my clothes. I went back and tidied them up, and then I came over quickly."
What do you mean by my reluctant eyes? Just when I was about to open my mouth to refute, Xu Ziyang had already strode forward, held my head in his arms and said, "Okay, there's no need to say anything, I understand." After saying that, he hugged me forcefully and came in.
, he threw the suitcase at the door and slammed the door shut, acting like a natural master.
After I put all his clothes in the guest room, I calmed down completely. I understood that he was compromising with me in this way, which was rare for him, and I didn't really want to get angry with him.
Just go down the steps.
It's like going around and around and making trouble, he and I are still living together. It's just a different way. Later, even I felt that I was being pretentious. What's the difference between this and living in his apartment?
But doesn’t the relationship between men and women begin with hypocrisy? I can’t be an unrestrained person, I can only be hypocritical in my own little world. Originally, I could still stick to my principles, stay in the same house but not in the same room, and keep the boundaries, but
Life is always full of accidents. And this little accident was that someone came back late from a party, smelling of alcohol.
I disliked his smell of alcohol, so I put the bath water for him and helped him inside. After waiting for half an hour, he didn't come out, and there was no response when I knocked on the door. After waiting for another half hour, I couldn't help but push him away.
When I walked in, I didn't see the sexy scene I imagined. Instead, I saw a picture of a beautiful man sleeping soundly. He was sitting on the ground, lying next to the bathtub, without taking off his clothes, sleeping soundly.
I was so angry that I turned on the shower head and rushed it in his face. This guy usually has a slight mysophobia, so why did he sleep in the bathroom regardless of his image? The stimulation of the cold water immediately woke him up from his sleep, and he looked up with misty eyes.
It looked to me. When I saw him regaining consciousness, I put down the shower head. Unexpectedly, before I opened my mouth, he jumped towards me like a lion that had been waiting for a long time.
Bang!, my back was hit hard against the bathroom door, and then my lips were engulfed by a strong breath, and my teeth were quickly spread apart, and my tongue was involved. The taste of alcohol passed through the tip of his tongue, not sparing any inch.
The dust swept through me, completely tainting his breath in my mouth, and swallowed up my breath.
When I was about to suffocate, he suddenly let go of my lips, moved them to my cheeks, then to my earlobes, and sucked them into his mouth. My head finally received oxygen, and I woke up. He screamed: "Xu Ziyang, why are you so drunk?"
When he heard my voice, he paused, loosened his shackles slightly, and stared at my forehead. He suddenly took a drink, and the smell of alcohol hit my face, making me frown, but I heard him say: "I'm not drunk."
Then he took my lips again and started the next round of biting.
Okay, I'm powerless to reason with a drunkard! Judging from his dim eyes, he is really drunk, and only a drunkard can say that he is not drunk. Especially, his expression is slow and dull, and his reaction is...
They were all half a beat slower, except for the instinctive reaction.
When I lightened up and was picked up by him, I felt a little shake, and even staggered as I walked. I was really worried that he would fall to the ground while holding me. Finally, we landed safely, and we all fell on the bed.
, when the wet and hot lips and tongue spread down my neck, I growled: "Xu Ziyang, how long are you going to pretend to be drunk?"
The man who was lighting a fire on me stopped, stretched his body and covered me. His deep dark eyes were brighter than usual, and there was a hidden flame in them, although they were still dim and unclear, as if covered with a layer of fog.
But I know that this man is awake.
Which drunk person would choose a place when he is in love? And which drunk person would go to the right room exactly? Yes, the place where I lay at this time was exactly the guest room where he slept. Someone might
It is true that I drank too much and fell asleep because of the wine in the bathroom, but after being stimulated by the cold water, I definitely woke up. The flash of clarity could not escape my eyes.
But this hateful man took the opportunity to get drunk and go crazy!
He smiled, and like a sneaky fox, he came close to my face and whispered: "Ruoruo, you are so awesome, you can see this. How can I get drunk with that little wine? Even if I get drunk,
I'm fascinated by you."
Then he gave me no room to speak, and blocked my lips tightly, drowning my weak resistance. When he came in, there would be a sharp pain, flowing from bottom to top, reaching the end.
My heart felt inexplicably depressed. Although my body quickly softened and relaxed according to his rhythm, my heart felt as heavy as a heavy stone.
I hugged his broad back tightly, skin touching, the sweat on his forehead dripped on my face, and his heavy breathing blended with mine. When we climbed to the highest peak, he kissed me tightly and let me feel him.
Extreme pleasure and violent heartbeat.
I pushed him and whispered: "It's so heavy." Because he put all the weight of his body on me, he chuckled and backed away, leaving a feeling of emptiness when he pulled away. When he went to take a shower
, I ran back to my room to take a shower, and when I came out, I found him lying carelessly on my bed, with his upper body naked, and the quilt was loosely covered around his waist.
I very much suspected that he might not be wearing anything under the quilt. I turned my eyes away awkwardly. If I still drew a clear line with him at this time, it would not be pretentious, but hypocritical. The sheets have rolled over, can we still draw a clear line?
Besides, after approving his stay, didn’t we expect that such a day would come? It was just a matter of time.
There are a few modern urban men and women who can still stick to their bottom line after living together, and when I was still Yu Qian, we were entangled with him. Speaking of it, my fate with him was constantly cut and separated.
What a mess.
As soon as I lay down next to him, he leaned over and buried his head in my neck, sniffing fiercely. I was so itchy that I laughed and scolded: "Don't make trouble!" He smiled lowly against my neck, smiling happily.
The sound was enough to prove that he was in a very good mood, and he sighed in his ears: "Qianqian, I can finally hold you in my arms again. You don't know how long I have missed this day."
When I heard this, my eyebrows stood up, "You mean you have been planning this day? Okay, Xu Ziyang... um..." The lips were blocked, but there was no deep kiss, just a little kiss.
He let go and said: "It's not what you think. Qianqian, you don't know how hesitant I am. You are invisibly rejecting me. Even when you are with me, you are sometimes absent-minded. I can't touch it."
I don’t know your true thoughts, I don’t know what is thinking in your mind, and I don’t know how to completely occupy your heart. Only in this way, allowing the density of the body to consolidate our relationship, can I feel at ease. It’s funny, right?
, I, Xu Ziyang, will also have a day of panic and uneasiness."
"Why did you call me Qianqian again?" After half the payment, I just found this sentence to ask.
But she saw the pain in his eyes and the expression on his face was twisted, "Qianqian, you are Yu Qian originally, Xu Ruo is a fabrication. You want me to call you Ruoruo, it was you who subconsciously thought after hearing my conversation with Zijie.
You are rejecting it, but actually you want to know about the past, but you are afraid that the pain in the past will be too severe and you will not be able to bear it, right?"
Is that so? Is this what I'm thinking deep down in my heart? I can't be sure.
"If you want to know, I will tell you everything, without missing a word or hiding anything. But no matter what, I will never let you go again, Qianqian, do you want to know?"
I silently stared into those black eyes, the pain in them was so clear, and even the expression on my face was engraved with extreme pain. Those past pains were not only mine, they also became his. I asked softly: "Xu Ziyang, you
Are you in love with me?"
His eyes paused, and then he answered without hesitation: "Ai, I am completely in love with you, Yu Qian."
I smiled, hooked his neck, raised my body and whispered in my voice: "Then, let us work together." I kissed him, carefully tracing the line of his lips, and using the tip of my tongue to tease his lips.
Teeth, entangled, hooked...
He reacted after being stunned for two seconds, and immediately turned from passive to active. The overwhelming atmosphere filled the air. When they were both breathing unsteadily, he let go and asked uncertainly: "Qianqian, are you telling the truth?