"You are not such a person."
"Why?" Why does he always speak with a very positive tone, as if everything is under her control. What can I do? Ye Jincheng seems to have caught her temperament to death.
He said firmly, "because you love me."
Jane coughs awkwardly twice, shifting the topic, "eat cake."
At midnight at 12 a.m., the two sat at each other's table. On the table was a delicate and small cake.
Ye Jincheng blows out the candle in the middle of the cake and starts to cut the cake.
"Wait." While ye Jincheng hasn't eaten the cake, Jane Xiaolu reaches out and spreads several layers of cream on his face.
"Happy birthday."
When ye Jincheng subconsciously wiped it with his hand, he saw the cream on his hand, and his face sank. He reached out and grabbed her who wanted to avoid.
"It's good to come and play tricks on me, isn't it?"
"No." Jane Xiaolu waved and said she was innocent.
"I don't care. If you make fun of me, I will make fun of you."
"What do you want?"
Ye Jincheng points to the red lips with a little cream on her lips. I want to do that. "
As soon as the voice fell, his thin lips stuck on her and kissed her heavily.
This kiss is hotter and deeper than every time in the past...
there is a residual cream smell in her mouth, which is sweet and full-bodied...
I don't know how long ago, she almost forgot how to breathe, and finally was free.
"Eat cake."
Ye Jincheng has not forgotten that the cake is specially made for her. The cream is boring and the taste is not particularly good.
Maybe it's the reason why she made it. Even ye Jincheng, who doesn't like sweets, swept the whole cake away for the first time.
After lying on the sofa for a while, Jane Xiaolu said she was sticky and wanted to take a bath.
The man reluctantly kissed her severely on the face a few, just let go of her to take clothes.
When Jane came out of the bath, the man had changed his pajamas and was lying on his side waiting for her.
I think it was when she took a bath, he also went back to the next room and came here after a wash.
"Come here."
He waved to her, and Jane walked by. He found the hair dryer in the drawer. His knuckled fingers went through her wet black hair and dried it for her with very light movements.
The moon outside the window is thick, the man's eyebrows and eyes are soft, and the fingertips are gentle. Move her thick hair, and hold the wind tube in one hand to blow.
Soon, the long hair dried out.
He said, "it's not early. Go to sleep."
When ye Jincheng said this to her, Jian Xiaolu always felt a sense of crisis, and today is no exception.
She opened one side of the quilt uneasily and went into the bed full of fragrance. The man soon tangled up and Jane became nervous.
"Ye Jincheng, I'm very tired." She meant that he didn't want to mess with her any more.
However, the man just put his arms around her waist and didn't take the next step. He lay behind her with his eyes closed. "I know, I'm very tired, even if you want, I can only meet you in the morning."
Jian Xiaolu: "...
in the quiet room, two people hug each other and sleep.
The next day.
The morning light is hazy and hazy in front of the window. The room is quiet.
When she wakes up, she is the handsome face of the magnified version of a man. Her gentle sleeping face makes her want to touch it.
Who knows, just met the man's face, he unexpectedly woke up.
The face of Jane Xiaolu who was caught was embarrassed, but her hand was held tightly by the man.
"If you touch me, I'll touch you, too. That's fair."