"I'm sorry." She hurriedly apologized, and the next moment she rubbed her hand against the wall of the pot, causing her to gasp from the heat.
It's getting more and more chaotic.
She pinched her earlobe subconsciously: "Mr. Yi, let me wash it."
Before she finished speaking, Yi Wenze had already turned on the faucet and put her hand under the water. The water flowed down his fingers and onto her hands, because he blocked most of the lights, Jiahe could only see the water flow in front of him and his hands, but he didn't realize that his body was already hot.
It seemed like a long time before he turned off the water and pulled her to turn around.
Jiahe didn't dare to move, his eyes wandered from the buttons of his shirt to the two bowls of noodles on the table. There was only a thumb-sized packet of sesame oil in the face, but the aroma was overflowing. Just looking at it like this, I was already hungry.
"If you don't eat the noodles, it won't be delicious..." she said, wanting to turn around to get the noodles.
With his back against the marble table, he pulled her into his arms with one hand, so small that he almost drowned in the embrace. She didn't dare to move, only the body temperature kept rising, scorching hot.
He lowered his voice: "Jiahe."
"Huh?" She looked up.
"If you don't want to, just tell me."
But nine words, before she could form a sentence, he had already lowered his head and kissed her.
At first, it was just a light or heavy test, rubbing inch by inch, waiting for her to get used to it.
After a while, he gently lifted her lips and kissed her deeply. It was the first time they kissed, but the fusion was unexpected, deep, he was not in a hurry, they had the right time, the right place, and a long and undisturbed night... until the tip of the tongue seemed to swipe When the upper jaw was lifted, Jiahe shuddered slightly, and let out a weak moan that was barely audible.
In exchange, he was more thorough, attacking the city and conquering the land.
At first, I didn't know who was fleeing and who was chasing, but in the end, it was just disarming and surrendering, and I was completely occupied...
It was not until he finally let go of her that she opened her eyes, from blind white to his pitch-black eyes, she was just dazed.
He stretched out his hand and flicked Jiahe's forehead: "Eat noodles."
Then he carried two bowls of noodles, walked to the restaurant first, and turned on the light.
But she still stood there, watching him go out, her mind was full of the image just now, the smell of smoke on his body, the hug that almost suffocated her, and... his very unkind words.
Being gagged, even if you don't want to, how can you tell him...
Then Jiahe decided that this sentence must be written into the script and not wasted.
"Not delicious?" Yi Wenze couldn't help laughing when she saw that she was eating almost one by one.
Jiahe continued to pick up one and bit it carefully: "It's delicious."
Definitely not a lie, it was delicious.
He looked at her with a smile, but didn't speak. He didn't ask her until he looked embarrassed, "How many noodles are in this bowl? Miss Jiahe."
Jiahe snorted, and after hearing him laugh out loud, he slowly realized that he was being teased.
The ceiling of the restaurant is new, covered with dark red rice paper.
It really brought the atmosphere to the apex of ambiguity.
Jiahe held the bowl and drank the noodle soup. Just as he was about to speak, there was a sound in the hallway. She immediately put down the bowl like a thief, grabbed Wu Zhilun and said, "Why so late?"
Wu Zhilun was startled and looked at her inexplicably: "Are you waiting for me?"
After speaking, seeing the appearance of the two of them, and the face in front of them, he continued to ask, "Waiting for me to have supper?"
Jiahe was embarrassed and immediately stood up: "There is still a box of noodles. If you want to eat it, I will cook it now."
Wu Zhilun looked at her, looked at Yi Wenze, and looked at her again.
"Your fans are confused? Or do you suddenly realize that you are actually more fans of me?"
"Forget it, Jiahe doesn't like men who are too feminine." Qiao Qiao walked out with an empty cup, went to the bar and poured a glass of water, "I'm hungry too, let's cook together."
Why... they all jumped out one by one.
Jiahe ran to the kitchen with a numb scalp, cooked two bowls of noodles for the two of them and brought them out. Seeing that Yi Wenze had finished eating, he immediately began to clean up the dishes and wash them. He didn't dare to look at the expressions of several people. It was not until the two people who had been killed halfway were completely served that he returned to the room, and Bai Zhuan tangled the quilt into a ball, holding his arms in a daze.
what is this? Can't help it
The right time and place, moved a bit, to fill the loneliness
The heartbeat was fast for a while, slow for a while, and became more and more irritable.
She simply picked up her mobile phone and looked at the calendar, and was going to call tomorrow to book a flight to Beijing.
"Can't sleep?" Qiaoqiao came in, closed the door, and smiled ambiguous, "I can't sleep either, why don't we chat."
Jiahe glared at her, always feeling that she saw something but didn't say anything, but she couldn't ask directly, she could only snort: "I've slept all day, of course I can't sleep."
Qiaoqiao kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and pulled her quilt: "Ask me? Why didn't you ask me?"
Jiahe turned his back to her and didn't speak. In fact, his heart was beating so fast that he wanted to get under the bed.
"Did you take the initiative, or did he take the initiative?" Qiaoqiao rubbed against her.
Jiahe almost rolled out of bed: "Did you see it all?"
"I saw the beginning, and then I lied down by the door and listened to the movement. It took a long time... I waited for more than ten minutes."
Jiahe was even more embarrassed.
After a long silence, Qiao Qiao said leisurely: "You are too strong. I saw him hug you to bed in the massage room that day, and I thought you had eaten him. I didn't expect it, and the progress was slow."
With a click, Jiahe turned off the wall lamp and only uttered two words: sleep.
Jiahe set the alarm on his phone early, changed into his clothes the next day, packed his bags and prepared to leave. It was rare for Qiao Qiao to see her so serious, so she didn't dare to talk much, she immediately put on her clothes and went out to refuel the car, and left the house first. Jiahe stayed in the room alone, dawdling around for a long time, thinking about how to say goodbye to Yi Wenze, but he always felt that he was not sincere enough.
Forget it, I originally came to borrow it by accident, and of course I have to leave when I get better.
So after brainwashing like this, she packed her bag and left the house.
Unexpectedly, there seemed to be no one in the house except the aunt who was mopping the floor.
The aunt smiled and greeted: "Are you up? Do you want to have breakfast?"
Jiahe shook his head: "No, I'll go home and eat, thank you."
Auntie sighed, lowered her head and wiped it twice, and seemed to remember something: "Go out now? Mr. Yi is not here."
In a word, the stone fell to the ground.
Finally, I don't have to think of any more excuses, and take this opportunity to leave quickly.
Just when she was putting on her shoes in the hallway, she felt rude. She had to thank her for saying goodbye. She took out the phone for a long time, and finally put it back. She asked her aunt for a pen and paper, and wrote a line: I'm leaving, these two. Thank you God, I will have the opportunity to invite you to dinner in the future.
After I finished writing, I felt it was not right, so I tore off the piece of paper and wrote a new one:
The Beijing side is in a hurry. I'll go first. I'll see you later when I have a chance. I'll invite you to dinner. Jiahe.
She handed the note to her aunt, crumpled the piece of waste paper into a small ball, stuffed it into her pocket, and went out.
After staying here for two days, it was the first time I came out during the day. She walked to the gate and looked back at the house. There were many plants on the terrace on the second floor, which were rich in green.
"Jiahe." Qiaoqiao parked the car outside the door and called her with a smile.
She hurriedly looked away, and got into the car a little flustered.
"Look," Qiaoqiao showed her her phone, the moment she captured just now, "Look at your little expression, absolutely reluctant."
Jiahe took over the phone and sent it to his phone by surprise, and then pressed delete.
The car got on the Yangpu Bridge, and the sun shined through the front windshield, making her a little hot.
"Why is Shanghai so hot all of a sudden?" She was wearing the same clothes from two days ago, but looking at the people in the car next to her, she felt like she came from Mars.
Qiaoqiao didn't answer and asked, "Did you tell Yi Wenze? What did he say?"
Jiahe pressed down half of the car window: "He's not at home."
A gust of wind suddenly blew in, and her hair was a little blurry. When she was smoothing it, she saw the shadow of Ah Qing on a car driving in the opposite direction.
She buried her head to hide, but slammed into the front, screaming in pain.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Qiao was dumbfounded, the car had already sped past.
Jiahe casually said, "Look for a mobile phone and book a flight."
As long as it doesn't catch up on working days, the Beijing-Shanghai route has the most flights, and Ctrip quickly booked a ticket for the 9 p.m. flight. Jiahe sent Qiao Qiao to the company, and immediately drove home to pack her things. There were still some things in the refrigerator, so she threw them into the trash can. Every time she returned to Beijing, she would live for a long time. Even if she kept it, she could not eat it when she came back.
By the time she finished packing everything, it was already half past one in the afternoon. She took two bites of bread and started sitting on the sofa doing nothing again.
What happened yesterday, as long as she has free time, she will keep replaying it. She takes out her phone in a frenzy. Her mind is full of his words, his expression, and that kiss... After fiddling with her phone for half an hour, she doesn't know what she wants to do. .
In the end, she simply opened the web page and began to browse the news indiscriminately.
QQ is automatically logged in. Just when I went online, I saw Xiao Yu's avatar kept jumping.
When she opened it, she had already typed a sentence: I'm in a meeting, so it's not convenient to make a phone call, look at Wu Zhilun's meagreness.
"Sword Comes"
Jiahe was startled. According to what she said, she found that Wu Zhilun was meager. She glanced at the number of messages, which was very high, but other than that, she couldn't see any clues. She asked: what happened
Xiao Yu replied: Open the last message and find someone named 'Purely Gossip'.
Jiahe followed his words and found the meagerness of that person.
There was only one photo, which seemed to be registered for posting. In the photo, Jiahe got out of his car and talked to Wu Zhilun. The location was obvious, just outside Yi Wenze's house.