273 I Believe
"Hmm..." She whimpered, her pink lips were already pressed by his thin lips, his fingers pressed slightly on her chin, and her lips opened involuntarily, bearing him. Sober soup from the mouth.
The bitter soup filled her mouth little by little, stirred by the tip of his tongue, and swallowed down her throat.
"Um... um... grunt..." She swallowed constantly, whenever she felt that she was about to finish swallowing, new soup poured into her mouth, so that in the end, she could not tell what she swallowed. Yes, is it sober soup or own saliva.
Even the tip of her tongue can no longer feel the bitter taste, only a crisp/numb sensation is left.
Half a bowl of sober soup was "fed" and drunk by him. Chu Huan's crimson that had only faded a little, was all over his face again. The star eyes half knocked, and the feeling of dizziness became stronger again. Is it because of drunkenness? Or is it because of his kiss
"Drink... Finished..." She stammered, speaking uncomfortably.
"Yeah." He bowed his head and kissed her on the corner of her forehead, "Really good." It seemed like a reward.
"Then... I'm asleep." She closed her eyes and was completely buried in the bed. She only felt that she must be very camel just like that.
With his head resting on the pillow, Chu Huan surrounded her little by little again with tiredness.
The eyelids became a little heavy, and she felt a pair of hands groping on her body, took off the clothes she was wearing, and put on her fresh and clean pajamas.
Chu Huan knew that Xiao Moye was helping her change clothes, and she continued to fall asleep lazily, and she didn't even bother to open her eyelids.
"Huan..." The velvety voice, like the best lullaby, made people feel relaxed involuntarily, "Are you asleep?"
"Um... sleep... sleep..." she murmured back, her tiredness getting deeper and deeper.
"You have to go to work tomorrow, do you want me to call you in the morning..."
"… it is good."
"Did you go to find your cousin in PUB?"
"... Um, look for sister Yingying..."
"Then how did you meet Duan Tang?"
"Um... he... is also in the box..."
With deep eyes hanging lightly, Xiao Moye looked at the sleeping face close at hand, something seemed to be flashing in his eyes. With his head lowered a bit, his thin lips were close to her ears, and his voice asked softly, "Then what happened between him and you..."
Such a voice is gentle and elegant, enough to relax all guards.
"He... he helped me block the wine... They must have me drink... I can't finish drinking... He, he helped me drink..." She still closed her eyes, half asleep and half awake, and said intermittently.
"So later..." The voice fascinated people's hearts, as if to dig out the most authentic language deep in people's hearts.
"... Later, Sister Yingying and I... went out to talk about things... Later... Later..." What happened later? What happened later? Why can't she remember, later... Later she and Duan Tang...
Duan Tang? !
This name, like a sharp needle, instantly pierced all her nerves and made all her tiredness disappear like a tide. Chu Huan opened his eyes abruptly, only to see a pair of deep, Molian-like eyes, looking at her steadily. Those eyes are like two deep pools, without bottom.
That is—Xiao Moye's eyes!
And his face leaned close to her, so close that she could touch the tip of his nose as long as she lifted her head slightly.
Just now... he was asking her, and she... said so naturally, she didn't even notice what she was saying. There was a sudden coldness on his back, and a layer of sweat was gushing out of the palm of his hand under the thin quilt.
"Wake up?" His voice was still so soft, and his expression was still smiling, just as usual.
"You were just..." She hesitated, "Ask me on purpose?"
"Intentionally..." Maybe you could say yes, while she was sleeping in a daze, asking him the answer he wanted to know, "I'm asking you something, I want to know something."
"Why do you use this method?" She bit her lip, and for a moment, she thought of the spy war dramas she saw on TV series in normal days.
"Don't like the way I interrogate like this?" He raised his eyebrows, put his hand into the bedding, and touched her.
Her hand trembled, but he opened it easily, and his fingertips gently rubbed her palms, as if to wipe off the cold sweat from her palms little by little.
"I don't like you asking me like this." Chu Huan replied.
"Oh, why?" His eyes flashed, as if waiting for her answer. Why don't you like it? Are you afraid of telling the truth without knowing it? still is…
After pursing the red lips for a while, Xing's eyes stared at the familiar face in front of her without blinking. It is also because she is so familiar, because she has looked at this face so close countless times, so even if he smiles leisurely and elegantly now, even if his expression is the same as usual, she can still perceive the usual subtleties. different.
His eyes were faint, but there was still a trace of haze. With a smile on his mouth, he was waiting for her answer.
But her answer was—"Because we pulled the hook, we must trust each other!" If he believed her, then he could ask her when she was awake. If he believed her, then he would believe her every time she was awake. One sentence.
His body was stiff, and the fingers rubbing her palms stopped. With deep eyes, he just looked at her as if he wanted to see the depths of her heart through her eyes.
She looked back at him and did not escape this gaze. After a while, she saw his thin lips gently open and close, and heard his sigh, "Yes, I should believe you," Huan, I was wrong.” Only because the matter involved Duan Tang, only because Duan Tang was a thorn in his heart over the past few years, reminding him of certain things all the time.
And whenever she got involved with Duan Tang, his anxiety would be raised to the highest point, causing him to lose his mind and his proud restraint.
Chu Huan blinked, admitting wrong? Is he confessing to her? ! So simple, and so direct!
"If I say, I only remember that when I went to see Yingying sister, I drank a large glass of beer, and then I really didn't have any impression of what happened later, you... would you believe it?"
He stretched out his hands and took her into his arms, with his chin resting on her shoulders, his face buried in her hair, "As long as you say, I believe it!"