At that moment, Xie Dingyuan was at a loss, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Her body is soft and warm, her breath is as clear as blue, and her hand is even more flexible and light.
In the dark, there was a snap.
The belt is undone.
In the next second, the man bowed his back like an electric shock, "Yueyue!"
He held down her troubled hand, but his own hand couldn't stop shaking.
"...Impossible." The remaining rationality was struggling. He was clearly panting so hard, but he still managed to stay awake.
"Why?"
"I, we haven't received the certificate yet."
"But I have seen the parents."
Xie Dingyuan was taken aback: "...you are still young."
"If you mean age, I'm twenty today, counting past lives..."
Lou Mingyue died at the age of twenty-five, plus the three years of heavy work, twenty-eight; if counting the time span of twenty years, forty-eight, she could be his aunt.
"Pfft!" Jiang Fuyue couldn't help laughing.
"why are you laughing?"
"If you don't mean age, then... there's nothing you can do, just let it go."
After finishing speaking, before Xie Dingyuan could react, the kiss had already fallen.
During the entanglement, the tense string in the man's mind broke.
He turned over and restrained her, his eyes were dark and heavy, "You have to provoke me today, don't you?"
"Didn't you say that I can do whatever I want?"
"Yueyue..." He struggled, struggled, and endured.
Sweat dripped from her forehead and dripped onto her chest.
Jiang Fuyue stretched out her hand, wrapped it around his neck, pulled it down lightly, brought her lips closer, and said every word to the man's red ears—
"Xie Dingyuan, I want you."
"give or not?"
In two sentences, he was defeated.
"good."
The room is full of stars, and the intimacy of the two is unbroken.
…
I don't know when, it began to rain outside the window.
In the early morning, water vapor condensed, and the mist was thick, as if it could not be melted away.
The heating is turned on in the room, covered with quilts, and there are even lovers who are neck-to-neck. It is as warm as a spring in March.
Feeling hot, Jiang Fuyue turned over, revealing her fair neck and half of her back from the opened quilt.
Red spots are faintly visible.
The cold air came in and blew away the wetness on the neck, Jiang Fuyue felt very comfortable.
But in the next second, a warm chest was pressed against her, and the long arm stretched out to grab her back.
This time, I woke up completely.
She rolled over and faced him.
What caught my eye was the man's chiseled profile, with a high nose bridge and dense and long eyelashes.
Suddenly, those closed eyes opened, full of smiles, but not a bit sleepy or hazy.
"You woke up early?"
"Well, a little earlier than you."
"Then you're still pretending to be asleep?"
"Isn't it to accompany you?"
Jiang Fuyue leaned on his shoulder, "It's a bit hot, can I lift the quilt?"
"… you sure?"
"What? Are you shy? Haven't you seen everything you should have seen last night?"
Xie Dingyuan blushed unapologetically.
In terms of audacity, he admits defeat.
In the end, it was not fully lifted, but only pulled down to reveal the upper body.
Feeling cold, Jiang Fuyue felt relieved, gradually closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.
…
When I woke up again, the pillow was empty.
Last night's clothes were crumpled and crumpled, with something still on them, Jiang Fuyue simply took Xie Dingyuan's shirt from the closet, and then stepped into the bathroom with bare feet.
Soon, the sound of water sounded.
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Fuyue came out of the bathroom with her hair wrapped, and found that the clothes scattered on the floor had disappeared, and the sheets and quilt had been replaced with clean ones.
It was laid out neatly, without any wrinkles on the surface.
The two pillows are also arranged neatly.
Whose handwriting is self-evident.
Jiang Fuyue went to the living room, found no one, and turned to the kitchen.
A smell of food came into her nostrils. She lifted the lid and saw that a bowl of millet porridge and a plate of soup dumplings were being warmed over a low heat.
Still, no one was seen.
"Xie Dingyuan? Where did you go?"
After Jiang Fuyue searched for the balcony, she finally went to the laundry room.
When I walked to the door, I suddenly stopped.
I saw the man sitting on a small low stool, with a big basin in front of him, filled with foam, he was rubbing Jiang Fuyue's bottoming shirt in his hand, with focused eyes and a serious expression, those who didn't know thought what he was doing was amazing research topics.
In the other basin was washed underwear.
That's right, it still belonged to Jiang Fuyue.
The stool was too short, and his legs were so long, there was nowhere to put him, so he could only curl up halfway.
The washing machine at the back was working, the noise covered up the sound of footsteps, and Jiang Fuyue didn't wear shoes at first, so Xie Dingyuan raised his head after he stood in front of him.
"... Why are you here? Don't you want to sleep more?"
"Wake up. How can you help me do my laundry? I'll do it myself."
Xie Dingyuan avoided her hand, "Don't move, it will be washed soon. There is breakfast in the kitchen, hot ones, you go and eat first."
Jiang Fuyue shook her head, "Eat later."
Then she moved a stool and sat next to him, just holding her chin and staring at him intently.
"You... What are you looking at me for?" His ears turned red.
"Xie Dingyuan, do you know what you look like now?"
"ah?"
"Male mother."
"..."
Another breakfast, another laundry, "Why are you so virtuous?"
"Y-you didn't change your laundry either... I woke up anyway and had nothing to do, so I just washed it..."
He blushed and stuttered.
After speaking, continue to scrub your hands.
Jiang Fuyue glanced at it: "If you rub it again, it will break."
"..."
Xie Dingyuan put the bottoming shirt into the clear water and passed it three times. He didn't pick it up until the foam was rinsed off and the water became clear, and he wrung it dry with his hands.
During the period, Jiang Fuyue wanted to help, but was stopped by him.
"I don't wash it, I hang it up." Is this the head office
Xie Dingyuan: "I'll hang it out."
Then Jiang Fuyue watched helplessly as he shook out the bottoming shirt and hung it up on a hanger.
Then she put her underwear to dry.
In the hands of the man, a few thin pieces of fabric were easily picked up, wrung dry, and finally hung up.
He also smoothed out the upper folds with the palm of his hand.
One click, another click.
Jiang Fuyue was dumbfounded, her cheeks twitched, and two balls of flames burst out.
Hot and hot.
"Why is your face red? Is the heater turned on too high?" Xie Dingyuan wiped off the water on his hands, and stroked her cheek with his fingertips.
"No... nothing..."
Fortunately, the washing machine beeped in time and then stopped running.
Xie Dingyuan walked over, opened it, took out the clean bed sheet and quilt cover inside, and dried it.
Jiang Fuyue turned her head away and breathed a sigh of relief.
"After washing, let's go and have breakfast." After the man finished speaking, he hugged her horizontally.
I still weighed it in my hand, it was too light.
Jiang Fuyue subconsciously put her arms around his neck: "Hiss—what are you doing? I can walk by myself."
Xie Dingyuan glanced at her feet: "How can I walk without shoes?"
"..."
Hold her and go find the slippers first.
Just when Jiang Fuyue was about to put it on, Xie Dingyuan suddenly said, "Wait a minute."
"?"
He hurried into the bathroom and came out quickly with a wet towel.
Then squat down in front of her.
Jiang Fuyue was a little confused, what are you doing
Xie Dingyuan sighed helplessly and reminded her: "Lift up your feet."
Jiang Fuyue complied in bewilderment.
In the next second, the warm touch touched the soles of her feet, and Xie Dingyuan wiped the soles of her feet with a towel soaked in hot water.
"Okay, let's wear it."
Jiang Fuyue broke her defenses, and at a certain moment, it could even be said that she was fascinated and dizzy.
Is the straight man of steel so gentle
Put on your shoes, and the two go to the dining room.
Xie Dingyuan put the breakfast on the table, then folded his hands and sat opposite Jiang Fuyue: "Let's eat."
"You don't eat?"
"I have already eaten."
"… oh."
Just like this, one eats and the other watches. Although they don't speak, there is warmth in the silence, and the air also exudes a little sweetness.
After Jiang Fuyue finished eating, Xie Dingyuan put the bowls and chopsticks back into the kitchen, washed and drained.
His movements are not proficient, even jerky.
But he still finished meticulously.
After washing his hands, he just turned his head, and looked at Shang Jiang Fuyue with a smile.
Jiang Fuyue frowned.
Something is wrong.
She got up and walked to Xie Dingyuan: "What's wrong with you?"
"… ah?"
"Why don't you dare to look at me? I have been hiding."
"... Yes, yes?" These words sounded very empty, obviously lacking in confidence.
"have."
"..."
Jiang Fuyue glanced at the kitchen: "Did you finish washing?"
"Yeah. Finished washing."
"Go, go to the living room."
"oh."
Xie Dingyuan's whole body was like a piece of wood, he let Jiang Fuyue pull him, and finally he was pushed to sit on the sofa.
Be well-behaved the whole time, let her do whatever she wants.
Jiang Fuyue: "Look up."
He does.
"Look at me."
Xie Dingyuan's eyes fell on her face, and in the next second, he quickly moved away.
Jiang Fuyue looked puzzled: "What's the matter with you? No wonder everyone says that men turn their faces after sleeping. It turns out it's true..."
"I'm not! I'm not!" Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, he straightened instantly, with a tense expression and narrow eyes.
"Then why are you so awkward?"
The man lowered his eyes and remained silent.
After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said quickly: "I'm sorry Yueyue! I, I couldn't hold back last night... I shouldn't..."
If it was a ghost obsession last night, then when he woke up for the first time this morning, he hugged Jiang Fuyue so naturally and affectionately, and actively pestered Jiang Fuyue without shame, it was an unforgivable crime.
When reason slowly returned, Xie Dingyuan was struck by lightning when he saw the mess in the room and the pile of clothes on the floor.
The emotions of self-blame and self-loathing surged up quickly, making him afraid to lie down again.
Therefore, the dignified Professor Xie fled out of the bedroom without even putting on his clothes.
He cleaned the house, made breakfast, and washed the clothes and sheets, but even so, when he met Jiang Fuyue's eyes, he still couldn't help feeling guilty and ashamed.
"I'm sorry, Yueyue."
The man sat on the sofa with his head down, his hands on his lap, his palms tightened unconsciously, like a child who did something wrong and waited for criticism.
Dazed, flustered, ashamed, uneasy...
Various emotions intertwined in his eyes.
Jiang Fuyue lifted the man's chin, leaned closer, and put the tip of her nose to his, breathing entangledly: "Xie Dingyuan, why do you look like a big girl? I took the initiative last night, do you dare not agree? Then wouldn't I Very embarrassing?"
"?"
"What do you think I'm doing? Am I so unattractive to you, I've eaten everything in my mouth, and I still regret it..."
Jiang Fuyue snorted coldly.
"No, that's not the case!" The man was caught off guard, how did she become unattractive
"What's that like?"
"You..." He lowered his head in shame, "You are very charming, so I couldn't hold back..."
Having said that, he became visibly annoyed.
"Really?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Yueyue, if you are angry, you can hit and scold at will, I will never fight back, nor will I fight back..."
Jiang Fuyue looked depressed: "Why should I beat you?"
"I know, I'm a bastard, I promised to wait until I got married—"
At this point, the words came to an abrupt end.
It was like being cut off in the middle, and the man's whole body stiffened suddenly, every pore was trembling.
because-
Jiang Fuyue suddenly approached and kissed him on the bridge of the nose without warning.
The soft touch aroused the excited nerves, and the trembling from the soul went straight to the brain.
Xie Dingyuan's eyes were dull, and his Adam's apple rolled wildly.
In the next second, Jiang Fuyue directly straddled his lap, talking and laughing at Yanyan with picturesque eyes.
She said: "Last night I was the one who asked for a bigger birthday present, and it has nothing to do with you."
Xie Dingyuan whispered: "It doesn't matter why, I added the code..."
"Tsk! It sounds like you are aggrieved?"
The man put his arms around her waist, and put his hands on her waist. His voice was very light, but his tone was very deep: "I am not wronged, but you are wronged."
Jiang Fuyue stuck to his ear: "Compared to being wronged, I feel quite comfortable, except that the first time was a bit fast."
Xie Dingyuan froze all over. After listening, he could not turn his neck. He tilted his head mechanically, his eyes full of astonishment.
she…
How dare you say it!
Jiang Fuyue was very satisfied with his sluggishness, her smile became more and more unrestrained, and her bright facial features bloomed with a thick and colorful charm, making people invisible.
"Fortunately, the next few times were good, but I think there is still room for improvement, what do you think?"
After asking, without waiting for Xie Dingyuan's answer, he stood up lightly, and the white shirt was lifted up with this movement. In an instant, the straight legs, flat belly, and the jade-like snow-like skin all fell into the man's eyes.
After Jiang Fuyue backed away, she turned around and walked towards the bedroom, not caring about someone who was still in a daze on the sofa.
Xie Dingyuan reacted quickly, jumped up, and chased after him: "What did you just say?"
Jiang Fuyue pretended to be stupid: "What did you say?"
The man clenched his cheeks: "There is still room for improvement in that sentence..."
"Have you?" She blinked.
Xie Dingyuan was choked.
answer? Appears obsessed - out of style.
But if you don't answer...
It seems a bit aggrieved, where is the dignity
Jiang Fuyue saw that his eyebrows were almost wrinkled together, and couldn't help laughing, "I think you have."
Afraid that he would not believe it, he added: "Really!"
Then she also said—
"No need to apologize, I'm happy to be with you, fool!"
The atmosphere was right, the timing was right, she thought so, and she did it.
(cough... I definitely don't admit that it's the body of a greedy man)
Xie Dingyuan met her calm gaze, and through the bright black pupils, he seemed to see a free soul.
It's not that she doesn't care, nor is it casual, it's just that she wants and she is willing!
That's all.
Xie Dingyuan couldn't help asking himself, what is he capable of
The big palm wrapped around the woman's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.
Jiang Fuyue: "What are you doing?!"
"Go to the bedroom!"
"?"
"Don't worry, drying your hair for you is not about discussing the room for improvement together."
"… oh."
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So the answer is A, I really turned off the lights for love~
Old Xie can be considered a thousand-year-old iron tree blooming a small flower, it is really not easy.
PS: The details have been modified to make Lao Xie's mental activities clearer.