Jiang Ying got up and stood still, and hurriedly said, "Here, nearby, there is a shopping mall, I'll go buy a new pair of shoes."
Before Yun Xian could say anything, she stepped forward on her own, and had to stop when she pulled the wound.
Yun Xian supported her and asked, "Can I go?"
Jiang Ying nodded vigorously: "I can persevere on such a long journey."
Yun Xian lent her his arm, and when he walked slowly to the mall, Jiang Ying picked a counter and sat down.
"You pick it up first, I'll come right away." Yun Xian went out after saying that.
Jiang Ying was sitting on the sofa, and the salesperson took a few pairs to show her the style. Now she is like a mermaid walking on the tip of a knife, and the only criterion is whether she is comfortable or not.
When Yun Xian came back a few minutes later, he had a box of Bandages in his hand.
He asked, "Have you picked it?"
Jiang Ying pointed to the two pairs of shoes at his feet: "Which one do you think looks good?"
"It's black," he said, bending one leg and squatting down, took out a band-aid from the box and tore it open, holding Jiang Ying's ankle and gently pressing it against her wound.
A series of his movements were smooth and smooth, and before Jiang Ying could react, Yun Xian had already changed one foot to deal with it.
She put her hands on her side and stared at the serious man in front of her, her heart was soft, as if all the warmth and splendor of this spring were in front of her at the moment.
After putting on the band-aid, Jiang Ying put on the pair of shoes Yun Xian had picked, with pointed black velvet flat soles and pearls and broken diamonds on the toe.
Jiang Ying put it on and stomped lightly. The upper was soft and the sole was flat, which was much more comfortable than high-heeled shoes.
Yun Xian helped her stand up: "It matches your skirt very well."
When we left the mall, it was already evening.
The day and night of Shencheng are two different scenes, and the alternate twilight is even more romantic.
The clouds on the horizon were dyed rose-colored and sank between the buildings and trees. The evening peak was approaching, and the city became quiet and lazy before a new round of liveliness began.
"Let's take a sightseeing bus." Jiang Ying said, looking at the sky.
Starting from People's Square, bypassing the Bund and the Temple of the City God, the whole journey takes 35 minutes. The second floor of the open-air sightseeing bus has an excellent view of the urban scenery.
They are very lucky, there are not many tourists today, Yun Xian and Jiang Ying are sitting side by side in the back of the car.
The bus started to leave, Jiang Ying took out a pair of headphones from her bag and gave Yun Xian one.
The song they listened to was "Strawberries & Cigarettes" by Troye Sivan.
Strawberry smoke seems to be the most appropriate to describe a lover.
Give you sweet, let you indulge.
Jiang Ying was distracted for a while, and confirmed the delivery time with the contacted flower shop.
She hadn't confessed to anyone, she had no experience, and she didn't dare to think whether the outcome was good or bad. But there are thousands of people in the world. At this moment, only this man is by her side, sharing the music with her and the sunset with her.
That night, Jiang Ying had to gamble no matter what, whether Yunxian would like to do a fake show.
They sat side by side, the evening wind blowing through their hair.
When the 3 minutes and 21 seconds of the song looped for the third time, when the lazy male voice sang "strawberries and cigarettesalwaysstastelikeyou", Jiang Ying noticed that Yun Xian seemed to be looking at her, so she turned her head away.
When I met the man's gaze, I found that there was a smile in his eyes and the corners of his mouth.
Jiang Ying clipped a few loose strands of hair behind her ears and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Maybe it was the rendering of the evening, maybe it was the little mole right now, Yun Xian looked at Jiang Ying full of love and affection.
When Jiang Ying was flustered by this look and her heart was hanging, Yun Xian leaned closer and kissed her face.
The orange light of the street lamps reflected on them, and the moon climbed up the clouds.
At that moment, Jiang Ying's chest shrank suddenly, her breathing was hot, and she heard her heart beating wildly, thump, thump, thump, like thunder.
It was not until the music in the headphones came to an end that Yun Xian left the girl's soft lips with nostalgia.
He still held her face, pressed her forehead against her forehead, and rubbed the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose.
The man moves | After love, the eyebrows and eyes seem to contain the moon and flowers, which is unbelievably gentle.
Jiang Ying's breathing was unsteady, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Is this, so sudden?"
Yun Xian let out a short chuckle, and his lustful tone was hoarse and low: "Suddenly? I've been planning it for a long time."
After speaking, Yun Xian lowered his head and pecked Jiang Ying's mouth again, as if to put an end to the long kiss just now.
The two sat up straight and looked straight ahead again, tacitly said nothing, continued to listen to the song, blowing the evening wind and enjoying the night scene, allowing the ambiguity to take root little by little.
When getting off the bus, Yun Xian stood still, turned around and stretched out his hand to Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying used his strength to jump down the last step. Yun Xian took advantage of the situation to hold her hand in the palm of her hand and did not let go. The two walked under the street lamp holding hands. The shadows at their feet were one tall and one short, and they were intimately attached to each other.
Yun Xian squeezed the back of Jiang Ying's hand and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Jiang Ying shook his head: "I've eaten so much in the afternoon, are you hungry?"
Yun Xian also smiled and shook his head.
Jiang Ying was shaken by his smile, she looked away in a panic, stared at the pearl on the tip of her shoe and asked, "Then what are we going to do now?"
Logically, she should arrange it, but she has no way to think now, and Jiang Ying is embarrassed to say that when she just got up from her seat, she didn't know how to walk.
Yun Xian was still thinking about the injury on her foot: "Are you tired, do you want to go back to the hotel to rest?"
Jiang Ying hurriedly replied: "I'm not tired, just wait, it's not time yet."
"What time?"
Accidentally missed his mouth, Jiang Ying licked his lips and made an excuse: "I mean, I can go shopping for a while."
"Okay, then let's go."
There is a small park nearby, energetic middle-aged and elderly people are dancing square dance, a few children are learning ice skating in the open space, and couples are walking.
A little boy skidded through a row of obstacles, Jiang Ying couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, he's amazing."
Seeing a group of young people skateboarding ahead, Yunxian asked Jiang Ying, "Can you still skateboard now?"
Jiang Ying followed his gaze, and the girl with pink double ponytails completed a big mess from the steps. This is a very difficult move, and the success rate of even a professional wrestler is not high. After she finished, she smiled especially, and arrogance appeared on her young and beautiful face, which was indescribably moving. The companions at the bottom burst into cheers and applause. The girl made a gesture of acceptance and sat down again with her skateboard in her arms.
Jiang Ying looked at the girl, and her envy was palpable: "No, I'm not even a beginner at my level. Shen Xuan used to play very well, but now I can't play it anymore."
Yunxian said: "You and your first impression are actually very different."
Jiang Ying nodded in agreement: "You're not the first to say that."
Yun Xian took her and continued to walk forward without changing his face: "Who else? Ex?"
Jiang Ying squinted and looked at him: "You seem to care about Lu Tingyang very much."
Yun Xian shrugged, noncommittal.
When he got to a place with fewer people, Yun Xian said, "Actually, I didn't want to accompany you to Shanghai."
Jiang Ying remembered his reaction that day and asked, "So why were you angry that day?"
Yun Xian let go of her hand, and the two stood facing each other: "It's not that you're angry."
"what is that?"
"My business with you, I don't want to mix it up with other people. I don't want to be the tool you used to let go of your ex."
Jiang Ying's heart tightened: "Don't get me wrong, I have no more feelings."
The corners of Yun Xian's mouth twitched: "I know."
He took a step forward, wrapped his arms around Jiang Ying's waist and hugged him horizontally.
Jumping into the air, Jiang Ying's center of gravity was unsteady, and she subconsciously hugged Yun Xian's neck, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"
Yun Xian looked into her eyes by the light of the street lamp: "Then do you know why I want to accompany you?"
Jiang Ying's voice suddenly lost confidence: "Why?"
"One, I want to meet your ex. Two, it seems that it's not bad to do a fake show."
Jiang Ying hugged his neck tightly and asked, "Then what are you doing now?"
"Two choices, you agree, I'll let you down."
Jiang Ying frowned and replied quickly, "I don't agree with you, so throw me into the river?"
Yun Xian laughed in a low voice, and the little mole at the moment was disturbing again: "You agree, I will let you down, or you can kiss me and then come down."
Jiang Ying's mind was swayed, she only felt that her whole body was hot and soft, she bit her lower lip, buried her face in Yun Xian's shoulder, and said softly and coquettishly, "Put me down first, okay? "
Yun Xian's breathing was chaotic, her heart softened into a pool of water, but she still insisted and said to her, "Then do you agree?"
Jiang Ying rubbed his neck again, soft hair brushed against his skin, like a feather passing over his heart: "Put me down, go back to the hotel first, and wait for me to come to you."
Yun Xian took a deep breath, wrapped his arms around her waist, and put her down.
Jiang Ying landed on her feet, took out her phone and glanced at the time, and said to Yun Xian very quickly, "You go back to the hotel and wait for me, I will come right away." After speaking, she was about to run out, and Yun Xian called her: "Jiang Ying-"
Wen Sheng Jiang Ying stopped, came back to him, stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek: "Wait for me, come right away!"
Her eyes were sparkling, like a sky full of stars.
Yun Xian looked at the back of her hurriedly leaving, and laughed softly. He wanted to see what this little warrior who bravely went to the distance was going to do.
Yunxian returned to the hotel alone and waited in the room for about an hour.
During this period, I wanted to send messages to Jiang Ying countless times, but he was abruptly held back.
When the doorbell rang, he was almost eager to run to open the door.
When the door was opened, what he saw first was a large bouquet of roses, delicate red, with petals adorned with water droplets, wafting a sweet fragrance.
Holding the bunch of roses, Jiang Ying panted and said, "I was thinking about how to confess to you all night before I came to Shanghai. Shen Xuan said, if he likes you, it doesn't matter what you say, if he doesn't Like you, it's useless for you to pack the Twin Towers to support him. So I ended up, very vulgar, and just bought you a bunch of roses."
After being silent for a while, Yun Xian took the bouquet from Jiang Ying's arms and placed it on the counter, then pulled her arm into his arms, and slammed the door shut.
Jiang Ying was pressed against the wall by him, the ice-cold tiles behind her, and his warm chest in front of her, double stimulating her nerves.
Yun Xian's lips were infinitely close to her but did not cover them. He lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to stay with me?"
The breath that had just calmed down began to rush again, Jiang Ying stepped forward and kissed the corner of his lips, she said earnestly and firmly, "Yes."
Yun Xian's heart was empty for a moment, then he hugged her waist, took a step forward, and lowered his head to deepen the kiss.
Lips | Teeth | Intercourse
Yun Xian licked Jiang Ying's lower lip, as if coaxing, Jiang Ying's teeth were easily pried open, and his soft tongue invaded gently, leading the ups and downs of her mood.
There seemed to be small thorns on the back, and there was a tingling feeling all over her body. Jiang Ying could only hug Yun Xian's neck tightly to prevent her legs from becoming weak and unable to stand up.
I don't know how long it took to kiss, Jiang Ying just felt dizzy, as if stepping on a cotton cloud under her feet, she had no real feeling.
Yun Xian raised her hand and stroked her flushed cheeks and moist lips with her thumb, her voice hoarse: "It's really a kiss."
The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but Jiang Ying's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her breathing became hot: "Can you forget about this matter?"
Yun Xian smiled, holding her in one hand and a rose in the other, and led her inside: "Follow me."
There were two gift boxes on the coffee table in the living room. Yunxian put the rose on the single sofa, pointed to the two boxes and said, "It's for you."
Jiang Ying raised her eyebrows, knelt on the carpet and began to unpack the two gift boxes.
The first box contains Hermes's Nile Garden, a classic citrus note, sweet and slightly sour, wrapped in a fresh herbal fragrance, like a plump orange hanging on the branches of the woods by the river.
She opened the cap, sprayed a pump on her wrist, and sniffed it.
Yunxian leaned his arms to the side and said to her, "Do you like it?"
Jiang Ying nodded: "I like it."
"Look at the other one."
Jiang Ying continued to unpack the second box. To her surprise, the second box was also a bottle of perfume - Tom Ford's controversial Lostcherry. Some describe it as sweet as red cherries on a cream cake, others say it tastes erotic, like a warm glass of kirsch in winter.
With the warmth of Turkish rose, the sweetness of black cherry, and the alienation of bitter almond, it is an irresistible and seductive woody fragrance.
Jiang Ying put two bottles of perfume on the table and asked Yun Xian, "Why did you buy two bottles?"
Yun Xian put down his folded hands, got up and walked over to her: "I felt like you when I picked them up, so I bought them all."
Jiang Ying raised her eyebrows and put the two bottles of perfume back into the box.
The night is deep, the evening wind blows away the clouds, the stars twinkle on the branches, and the crimson fantasy of human beings is about to move in the vast universe.
"I like both bottles, but of all the fragrances, my favorite is Loewe's After Morning."
After speaking, Jiang Ying looked at Yun Xian, and found that the other party's expression was a bit indescribable.
She leaned back slightly: "I'm not suggesting anything to you."
"Just now this sentence is not ironic!"
The author has something to say: I always feel that this chapter is going to be a crab...