The hour hand just pointed to nine o'clock, and the number of people in the guest house gradually began to increase.
The sound of footsteps came neither far nor near, then slowly moved away.
Shen Qinghe hesitated, not knowing how to speak, and stared nervously at the entrance.
Jiang Yao didn't rush her. He leaned against the wall, looking lazy and careless, and gently scratched the palm of her hand with his index finger.
"Well... forget it, let's go!"
"explain."
Shen Qinghe said nothing, lowered his eyebrows, and visually measured the distance between her and his shoe rack, as if he didn't want to say more.
Jiang Yao wasn't angry when he saw her like this, but instead raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
He has the patience to spend time with her.
After a while, she still said nothing.
"Do you want to spend it in the toilet?" Jiang Yao raised his wrist and looked at the time on the watch, "I don't want to spend the first day together in front of the toilet."
Shen Qinghe suddenly raised his eyes, glared at him angrily, lowered his eyes again, and pursed his lips slightly.
She complained softly, as if she was being coquettish: "You know it's the toilet, so why don't you express your love here?"
I don’t have enough confidence, and my voice gets quieter as I go to the back.
As if he didn't expect this to be the first thing she said, Jiang Yao was obviously startled and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What?"
Her eyes darkened. Did she regret agreeing?
Shen Qinghe's heart dropped. He, a straight man, didn't understand what romance was!
How can anyone confess their love at the door of the toilet? Is it possible that they will tell their children that the place where their parents made love was in the toilet?
etc!
Shen Qinghe suddenly came to his senses. What was she thinking? Was she possessed by someone else just now? Did she have a child with him?
After calming down, he said expressionlessly: "Let's go, I'm sleepy, I need to catch up on my sleep."
In Jiang Yao's eyes, her behavior was that she regretted agreeing to be together.
His eyes changed, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything and raised his hand to touch the top of her hair.
Shen Qinghe turned aside to avoid it, and withdrew his hand that was tightly held by him.
Jiang Yao sighed silently, put his hand down and put one hand in his pocket: "Let's go."
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On the way back to the villa, Shen Qinghe had no desire to communicate at all. He walked in front of him in an angry manner, as if he was charging into battle.
Jiang Yao couldn't figure out what she was thinking, and was afraid that he would make too many mistakes. He could only ask Wen Jingjing for help, and told her everything exactly.
She was probably playing with her mobile phone, and she replied almost instantly: Are you short-sighted?
Jiang Yao:?
Wen Jingjing: How can anyone confess their love at the door of the toilet?
Jiang Yao: Is this what she cares about?
Wen Jingjing: Otherwise?
Jiang Yao: Why don’t you just say it?
Wen Jingjing: Maybe she’s afraid that you think she’s being unreasonable?
Soon after arriving at the door, Shen Qinghe took out the room card and swiped it, holding one hand between the room card and the door lock.
Jiang Yao stood at the bottom of the first step. The eaves could barely cover half of his body. He was unable to open the door due to his height and arms.
She turned back to glare at him, her eyes red.
He was outlined by half sunlight and half shadow, three-dimensional and dark, with eyes like a wolf, and she seemed to be his inevitable prey.
Jiang Yao took the key card out of her hand, put his arm around her slender waist, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear: "This is not the first time I confess my love."
With a twist of the wrist, the room card was affixed.
"drop."
The door opened in response, and Jiang Yao pushed him in: "If you have anything to say, you can just say it. Whatever you do here will not be unreasonable."
Hanging up the phone that kept ringing: "If there is, then it must be my problem."
Shen Qinghe was stunned, thinking about what he just said. It was not the first time he confessed his love. It was when he drank too much before? Or was it an amusement park?
Her ignorant and cute look made Jiang Yao couldn't help but take a step forward, leaned over the corner of her mouth, and pecked her lightly: "Good boy, go back to bed, I have something to deal with."
She went upstairs in a daze, not forgetting to look back at Jiang Yao standing at the door.
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I didn't wash up last night or this morning, and the T-zone on my face was a little shiny.
Shen Qinghe carried his tired body into the bathroom. When squeezing out toothpaste, he later remembered that she hadn't brushed her teeth. Wouldn't there be any odor?
I took a breath on the palm of my hand and there was no strange smell.
so far so good.
Apart from her first kiss at the bathroom door, there were no other surprises.
After a simple wash, Shen Qinghe lay back on the bed. Shen Qinghe was still a little weak in his heart, feeling inexplicably unreal.
I was lying on the bed tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep. I got up and went to the toilet again. After passing the door, I recalled everything that happened at the door of the toilet.
Cheeks are hot.
Shen Qinghe forgot to go to the toilet, threw himself back on the bed, turned around and climbed on the bed, picked up the mobile phone on the pillow, and wanted to share the joy with the people in the dormitory.
The thin white calves were dangling in the air, and the fingers were tapping in the dialog box. Within a few minutes,
Suddenly I remembered the oath that I and Chen Anzhi made: whoever gets divorced first will be the dog.
Forget it, wait until Chen Anzhi is single and talk to them again! Whoever wants to be this dog can be her, but she is not the one to do it anyway.
However, Jiang Yao said this was not the first time he confessed his love, so when was the first time?
In the midst of random thoughts, Shen Qinghe fell asleep in a daze.