Liang qiange and Bo Xiu sink back into his bedroom.
There is a separate bathroom in the bedroom. Bo Xiushen went to take a bath.
Liang qiange looked around.
This is a thin and heavy territory, where he lived since childhood. Even though he said he didn't come back to live much later, the room was still full of traces of his existence.
It's not the same as the apartments in the science and Technology Park, and even more different from the new houses in the new community.
This is his real home.
Liang qiange is a little cramped. The room is spacious and tidy, and the color is cold. It can be seen that even if the master doesn't come back, the servants try their best to clean it regularly.
Two photo frames placed on a cabinet beside the wall enter the sight of Liang qiange.
The sound of the water in the bathroom is still going on. It should not come out for a while.
Liang qiange walked towards the two frames.
At close range, she clearly saw two photos in the frame, which were two family photos at different times.
In the one on the left, Bo Kangyong is sitting in the middle. When he was young, Bo Kangyong looked very energetic. He was sitting on the sofa with a little boy in his arms. Yu Sulan was sitting next to him. She had a smiling face and good features. She was holding a small baby with no face in her arms.
This should be taken shortly after Bo Xiushen was born. Bo Kangyong holds Bo Xiuyi and Yu Sulan hugs Bo Xiushen.
Liang qiange looks at the picture on the right. This is a birthday photo. In the picture, a little boy who looks very similar to Xiaoyi is sitting in the middle of the table indifferently. There is a big cake in front of him. There are six candles on the cake. Behind the little boy, there are parents with gentle faces. Next to him is the elder brother holding a birthday cap to wear on his younger brother's head.
Liang qiange saw that he was in a trance and didn't notice that the bathroom door was opened.
Then, her body was held by a man from behind, and the other party's big hand with water vapor wrapped around her waist.
Liang qiange was startled and quickly turned back. Bo Xiushen had already pressed her to the edge of the cabinet, with a smile in her deep eyes.
Liang qiange swallows his saliva, and his eyes turn nervously.
Bo Xiushen pinched her chin and asked her to raise her head. He first looked at the two photos in the photo frame, then lowered his eyes, looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "what are you afraid of?"
Liang qiange is afraid. He can feel it.
Liang qiange is really afraid. In fact, she and Bo Xiuchen are already very close. They have a good relationship, and the days they sleep together can't be counted.
But it's different today. It's not the same here.
Liang qiange never thought that she would break into Bo Xiushen's personal world so suddenly.
A wife may know all about her husband because they are the two people closest to each other in the world.
But girlfriends don't reach that level.
Now she was taken home by him, home in his true sense.
Liang qiange felt that she was more flustered than Bo Xiushen when he gave her a ring last time and secretly proposed to her.
"Ah." The man's low sigh echoed in his ears.
Liang qiange looked up at him.
Bo Xiushen let go of her and took her to the sofa.
Then he turned and walked into the separate cloakroom next to the bedroom, took out a men's shirt that was very large for her and said, "no change, is this OK?"
Liang qiange's suitcase was put in the hotel room, thinking that he would come back next week anyway, and there was no need to bring those two clothes.
Liang qiange got up and went to take the shirt.
She went into the bathroom to take a bath. The towels and toiletries were all new, which aunt Zhou had sent before.
Liang qiange came out of the bath and her hair was wet behind her shoulders. She was wearing a thin and heavy shirt. The shirt was white, which could cover her thighs.
Because she didn't wear underwear inside and the moisture on her body, the clothes looked a little transparent. She could see her slim waist. She didn't wear pants yet, but her underwear was worn. Aunt Zhou had just sent her and bought them from the supermarket temporarily.
When Liang qiange came out barefoot, Bo Xiushen looked at this side, and then his eyes showed a smile.
He put his cell phone aside and reached out to her.
Liang qiange walked past.
When he got closer, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms.
Liang qiange sits on his leg, hands instinctively around his neck, and drops of water from the tail of his hair drips down, wetting the thin and heavy pajamas.
Bo Xiushen doesn't care. He holds her waist and kisses her lips.
After kissing for a while, Liang qiange pushed him away.
Thin Xiu frowned and looked at her rosy cheek.
Liang qiange looked at the surrounding environment and then at the photo frame.
The two family photos always remind her that this is a thin and heavy room. He lived here since he was a child. In this room, there is his whole childhood and the whole past.The tension in my heart came out again.
Thin repair heavy droop eyes, voice with helpless: "should not bring you back."
Liang qiange lowered her head. After a while, she raised her head again and said, "shall we go tomorrow?"
Bo Xiushen looked at her quietly for a moment, then touched her wet hair, nodded and said, "well"
Liang qiange was relieved.
Bo Xiushen asked her to sit on the sofa, then got up to go to the bathroom and came out with a hair dryer.
The hair dryer is whirring.
After drying her hair, he took her to the big bed and turned off the light and it was black.
Liang qiange shrank into thin Xiu Shen's arms, his head resting on his arm, and his hands around his waist.
At first she thought he would do something, but he did not. Liang qiange thought, is he not happy?
He probably didn't expect her to resist like this, did he?
Liang qiange couldn't sleep. She knew that Bo Xiushen was not asleep.
After a while, a man's voice sounded above his head: "did you sleep?"
Liang qiange did not make a sound, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Then, Liang qiange felt that the man's hand was clasped on the back of her head. He once again felt as if he were casually touching her hair. After a while, his kiss fell on her forehead.
She heard his voice ringing in her ear: "how about you
Liang qiange's eyelashes trembled.
She may have been too defensive.
I like to keep the line and refuse to move forward.
She knew what he meant.
How can she be willing to accept him.
It's not that simple, the acceptance of a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship.
He wanted to go further.
Be husband and wife.
But none of her friends wanted to get married.
Ningjiao doesn't want to, Chunjin doesn't want to.
They all think that marriage is a terrible thing.
When Liang qiange woke up the next morning, Bo Xiushen was gone.
She stretched out and felt it empty.
She was stunned for a moment, then opened her eyes, propped up and looked around.
The room was quiet, the bathroom door was open and there was no one in it.
She picked up her cell phone and looked at the time.
It's almost ten o'clock.
Did she sleep so long?