With a little effort, the two of them got closer.
Too fast... No, too fast.
Jiahe closed his eyes, then opened them: "Then what..."
He was too close, and his breath fell on his face. It was very hot, from face to palm, body... Jiahe felt that the hand he put on his waist was a little hot.
How to say? How to say? Who told her what to say
"Do you still want to continue sleeping?" He lowered his head and spoke from a very close distance, almost touching the tip of her nose.
These words are too subtle... But fortunately, the focus of 'sleep' finally came into being. Jiahe tried his best to keep his voice calm, and tried his best to break the topic: "Are you still sleepy?"
"Already awake." He said succinctly.
"Then... don't sleep anymore?" she asked carefully.
He seemed to have no objection: "What do you want to do at night?"
The problem is thrown back.
My head is full of impure words, why are they so ambiguous? Either sleep or do...
Fortunately, the phone suddenly started singing happily, and my mother's royal ringtone saved her life. She moved her arm and wanted to take the opportunity to get up, but Yi Wenze had already picked up the phone from the coffee table and handed it to her, successfully breaking her plan to escape. Jiahe had to smile awkwardly, said 'my mother', and immediately picked up to feed.
"Where are you? When will you be back?"
Jiahe said casually, "I won't be back today." After saying that, feeling wrong, she immediately said, "No, I'll be back later."
"Why don't you tell me, my dishes are already cooked," my mother complained, "What happened to the director this time, it's fine on weekdays, and you have a meeting on weekends."
Jiahe hummed with a guilty conscience: "It's my fault, I'm two days late."
"Tell your director, there is something at home today," Mom's voice suddenly lowered, "Gu Yu is here."
Jiahe snorted in his heart: "What is he doing here?"
The mother seemed very excited: "I said that I came to see your father and me, look at how good this kid is, when you dumped him, he didn't hold any grudges, and it seems that he still misses you, your mother, I specially Leave him for dinner and buy you time, you have to come back quickly—"
Jiahe was speechless, and the retribution for lying came.
When I broke up with him, I was afraid that my mother would be sad for me, so I just said that it was my own problem, and suddenly my feelings faded or something. My mother chased after her and scolded her for several months. At that time, she still felt that she was very wise. It was better than the mother who knew that her precious daughter was dumped and felt distressed for several months. But now she realized that people really can't lie.
The key point is that at such a close distance, Yi Wenze must have heard it clearly.
Quiet, very quiet.
He was still so close to him that he was too close to say anything.
My mother called Jiahe over there, and she opened her mouth in anguish: "Go home—" Only two words popped out, and the next 'say again' was blocked before it came out. After closing his mouth, Yi Wenze hooked her waist, rolled over and pressed her under him, gently touched her lips, and rubbed it inch by inch, not in a hurry, but very focused...
On the other side of the phone, my mother fed me twice, talking about why there was no signal all of a sudden.
Here Jiahe has completely lost her voice. The room is so dark that she can barely see anything. She only feels that the two of them are deeply immersed in the sofa, completely restrained from heart to body, and there is no space to speak. The phone didn't know when to hang up, until the phone screen light went off, completely annihilating the last ray of light.
She was short of breath, and her mind was full of explanations. Was he angry? It wasn't until the scorching heat of his palms slid across the skin around her waist that she became a little awake, struggled to push him up, and took two breaths: "What, Gu About Yu, I'll ask to explain."
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Yi Wenze looked down at her, this angle, this look, oh my God, she'd fainted.
This is not a set, this is not an idol drama, idol, why are you so dedicated...
"I didn't tell my mother the truth at the beginning," Jiahe breathed lightly again, still feeling a little lack of oxygen in his brain, "I was afraid that my mother would be sad, because I had such a big girl, and others would bully me if they said bullying... So , I said that I didn't want him, and my mother felt that I was sorry for others."
It's really shameless, I was dumped and put gold on my face...
Yi Wenze smiled: "Isn't that true?"
Jiahe was choked, thought about it seriously, and muttered in a low voice, "Actually, I did say it first."
But the nature is completely different!
"So," he smiled deeper, "what does this have to do with what we're doing?"
Silence, she was embarrassedly silent.
Even if I'm not being kind and find an excuse to interrupt, don't expose idols so directly, okay...
The sofa sank slightly again, Jiahe subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but found that he had already sat up. She sighed in her heart, and immediately got up holding the quilt: "What are you doing?"
Shouldn't you be angry? This thing is indeed a bit too much. Gu Yu has nothing to eat, so what are you doing at my house? Make idols misunderstand me...
"Didn't you say you won't sleep?" He looked at his watch.
Jia He was stunned, as if he really said that.
Yi Wenze glanced back at her: "Do you still want to continue?"
…
"Of course I don't want to," Jiahe blurted out denial, and regretted it after speaking, afraid that he thought he didn't want to hear Gu Yucai, so he hurriedly explained, "Actually, it's not that I don't want to..."
Yi Wenze looked at her and motioned her to continue.
Jiahe wanted to cry, but what she said was wrong, how could she continue
In the end, he let her go first and smiled: "Are you hungry?"
When Jia He was amnesty, he nodded quickly: "I'm very hungry, I'm starving to death."
He stood up and handed her his coat: "Sister Mai is in Tianjin. Let's drive there tonight."
"In such a hurry?" Jiahe looked at him in surprise, just went to Beijing and then to Tianjin
Yi Wenze stood up, walked to the closet to pick clothes, and took out a casual top: "Suddenly I wanted to eat Tianjin snacks."
"Actually, there are also Tianjin snacks in Beijing..."
Halfway through Jiahe's speech, he suddenly had a bad idea. Could it be that the idol was taking him away on purpose? She glanced at Yi Wenze and saw that he took off his suit jacket naturally, her eyes darkened immediately, and she jumped up from the sofa: "I'm going to drink some water." Stepping on his small flat shoes, he ran out of the house.
Until I got to the pantry, my heart was still pounding.
In the darkness, the light of the water dispenser flickered, and it took her a long time to find the switch and turn on the wall light.
In the corridor outside, someone seemed to be talking, with a high voice, commenting on the actors who auditioned today and the upcoming new play. Jiahe picked up the glass to pick up the water and found a serious error. A coat... What are you running for? What are you running for
She was completely messy, twenty-six or seven years old, and she still looked like a pure love girl.
Is it shameful? Or shame? Still embarrassing...
Yi Wenze quickly packed up. When the two of them got downstairs, Wu Zhilun was lying on the window sill on the phone. When he saw the two of them going out, he called Yi Wenze, "Where are you going? Take me to dinner."
Yi Wenze looked up at him: "Go to Tianjin."
Wu Zhilun almost dropped his mobile phone: "Didn't you go tomorrow? It's already 2011, are you still eloping?"
Yi Wenze gestured to shut up, opened the door, and got into the car first.
Jiahe also got into the car. Just as he was about to hit the door, Wu Zhilun called out again, "Wait for me for ten minutes."
Just when Jiahe hesitated, Yi Wenze signaled her to close the door, then decisively started the car and walked away.
It was when the poplar trees were fluttering white fluff that Jiahe opened the window for a while and was blown away by the white fluff. She closed the window angrily, took out her mobile phone, and wanted to call her mother, but found that she didn't know the specific itinerary at all, so she could only glance at Yi Wenze: "When are we...about coming back? "
"When do you want?"
"Don't you have a plan?" Jiahe looked at him stupidly.
"There is only a small job, about half a day, and there are no plans for the rest of the time."
"Don't you have a job in Beijing?" Jiahe continued to guide.
Today Saturday, tomorrow Sunday, I'm going to continue the meeting on Monday...
"It's almost done today, you can rest for two days."
Jiahe burst into tears.
It was like an elopement, with nothing and no plans.
That's not right. He said just now that he can rest for two days, obviously he had a plan and a premeditated plan.
After a while, she didn't give up and continued to ask, "Then you go to Tianjin to see Sister Mai, right?"
Anyway, give a time arrangement, it is rare for my mother to wait until she returns to Beijing on a business trip, and she is playing with the world again. Besides... Mom is thinking about Gu Yu, and she is not in Beijing, so maybe the old lady can do something.
"It's my movie promotion."
Jiahe snorted: "Then what am I going to do?"
Yi Wenze held the steering wheel with one hand, while the other hand plucked the poplar fluff from Liu Hai: "I will be very busy in the future, so when we can be together, I will try to take you with me."
Because of wearing a peaked cap, there are some very shallow shadows on the upper half of the face, which makes the eyes more profound.
Jiahe wanted to say that he didn't bring a change of clothes, but he saw him smiling at himself, watching him waiting for his response, watching him satisfied that he had no objection, and then turned around and continued driving. The whole process was so smooth , fluently, she didn't even squeeze out a word.
The pressure, the pressure is too great, the hero can't pass the beauty test, let alone a small screenwriter.
It's like this now, how will the future live, how will I live...
It was not until the car left the third ring road that she finally took out her mobile phone and decided to tell her mother that she was on a temporary business trip, and then thought of an excuse to ask Liu for leave. No matter how you look at it, it looks like the direction of your own home. After carefully observing it for a long time, I asked in a low voice, "Aren't we going to Tianjin?"
Yi Wenze hummed lightly: "Go to your house to get some clothes to wash first."
Go to my house? !
Jiahe immediately shuddered: "No need, I have a credit card with me. The big deal is going to Tianjin to buy it. I'm not that picky, I'm very casual."
He smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's just on the way."
Jiahe held the phone, and stars began to appear in front of him.
One southeast, one northwest, is it a good way? Is it going well...