When Xu Shiqi returned home, the door was open, and the smell of burnt eggs wafted out from inside.
Holding onto the door frame, Xu Shiqi took a deep breath, feeling a little dizzy, and her heart was greatly shocked. She didn't dare to take a step, because she didn't know what she would face after entering the door.
"Are you back?" Wen Jialuo suddenly jumped out from somewhere, wearing an apron and holding a pair of chopsticks in her hand.
Xu Shiqi nodded and was pulled in by her, unable to take his eyes off the girl's face.
"You're back just in time." Wen Jialuo calmly pulled her to the dining table and put down his chopsticks. "Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
The invited person did not move, but just stood in front of her, his eyes still fixed on her.
Wen Jialuo felt a little awkward, and she followed Xu Shiqi's gaze and wanted to touch her face: "What's wrong?"
Don't move. Xu Shiqi said silently, raising his hand to touch her face. There was a small black mark on the girl's face. She put it in her mouth and tasted it, and tasted the taste of soy sauce. It was the first time she had such a rich and delicious soy sauce, so she couldn't help but move forward, put her hands around the girl's slender waist, and ate those marks cleanly.
"Oh, I'm dirty." Wen Jialuo was still dodging, but Xu Shiqi grabbed her chin and pinched her waist. So she couldn't speak. The woman's eyes were full of moonlight, not cold, but gentle, not as ostentatious as the sun, but more lasting than the stars. This light enveloped her whole body, as if she was in a demonic barrier, and cast a spell to fix her soul, automatically giving it up.
Xu Shiqi's kiss went around and finally stopped at the lips. The girl trembled slightly, and helplessly let her indulge in her nibbling. Finally, under her deep gaze, she slowly closed her eyes, softly opened her lips, and hooked the woman's with the tip of her tongue. They touched each other, overlapped, and entangled little by little, slowly from gentle to passionate, almost swallowing her up.
Well, look at what she ate? Xu Shiqi carefully used his taste buds to feel it. The girl must have been busy all afternoon. She must have tried every dish just now. The first thing that came to her was the sweet and sour taste that was similar to the aroma of burnt eggs, but with a bit of astringency. Did she eat the burnt part first and destroy it in her stomach? Also, a hint of curry, and even a hint of pepper...
Xu Shiqi imitated the girl, seducing her to follow his tongue until it reached his lips before reluctantly parting. He continued to peck the girl a few times before she turned around and looked at the table.
"It's my first time making beef curry. You... try it." Wen Jialuo put his head on her shoulder and carefully observed the woman's expression.
There was no banquet on the table, but only two large white plates placed face to face.
On the plate was the best rice, each grain full and almost translucent; half-covered by the rice was a perfectly colored beef curry, in which she saw well-cut potatoes and evenly sliced onions…
Of course, these are all Xu Shiqi's imagination. In fact, Wen Jialuo, who hardly cooks, is still an ordinary person and does not have a golden finger. The rice on the plate is more successful than the porridge above, at least there is no water mark. The color of the curry beef is too dark for unknown reasons, the potatoes are of different shapes, and the onion slices are different...
But these are not important. In Xu Shiqi's eyes, no matter how strange the taste is, it is the best in the world, simply because the hands that made it are the best.
"If you don't want to eat, I won't force you..."
This sounded really nonchalant, but wasn't the hand tightly around his waist nervous? Xu Shiqi turned around, and the pair of lips he had just kissed were still red and shining, like ripe fruits.
After kissing her again, Xu Shiqi pulled her hand away and sat in the chair.
"Wait..." Wen Jialuo suddenly called out, "There are still eggs. I'll go fry them and they'll be ready soon."
Xu Shiqi stood up, supported his head with his elbows, tilted his head to look at her and smiled.
I'm waiting for you.
Wen Jialuo also smiled, reached out to touch her long hair, and immediately turned and went into the kitchen.
Xu Shiqi did not follow into the kitchen. Rather than letting her see the busy and frantic scene, the girl must have preferred to taste the fruits of her hard work directly.
You are working hard, and so am I. We use different ways, but we can definitely go on well. --Before entering the door, Xu Shiqi was still a little hesitant. The girl who knew nothing was showing her determination to be with her in her own way, and she actually had a slight hesitation at that moment. When the deception is exposed one day, no matter what her reason is, will the girl not pursue it? Will the effort become ridiculous in the face of deception? People often say "I hate you lying to me the most", probably because people need to have a sense of security, and no matter what the reason for deception is, it is probably a proof of distrust.
No, it's not like that. Xu Shiqi lowered his head and smelled the aroma of curry, which was rich. I love you, so I just have to fight for it.
When kissing the girl, all the hesitation and wavering disappeared, and before he knew it, Xu Shiqi found that he had overcome another difficult situation, almost easily.
When Xu Shiqi felt a little relieved, he stood up and washed his face. When he returned to the dining table, there was a fried egg on each of their plates.
Wen Jialuo took off her apron and came over to her, saying happily, "I just created a miracle."
Before she could even express her curiosity, the girl pointed at her plate and said, "The yolk of your egg is actually heart-shaped."
Xu Shiqi lowered his head and found that it was indeed the case.
"Actually, it's because it's a double-yolked egg," the girl couldn't help but continue, somewhat curiously, "I've eaten cooked ones, but I've never seen one fried in a pan. It's so interesting."
The girl's hand was still waving, and Xu Shiqi grabbed it and saw a few spots of oil on the back of her hand.
"It's okay, this is a medal." Wen Jialuo said cheerfully, "A medal of love."
Wen Jialuo's mouth was really sweet today, and Xu Shiqi was obviously unable to stop. Before eating, he grabbed her and made love with her for a while.
Wen Jialuo didn't ask her about her doctor's visit. It was necessary to relax. She was already actively cooperating. It might not be a good thing to follow too closely. But when the two of them were really ready to start, Wen Jialuo's face suddenly fell, and he wanted to slap himself twice.
What's wrong? Xu Shiqi looked at her and asked.
"Is curry considered a stimulating food?" Wen Jialuo asked in annoyance, "I only wanted to make the meal I had at Baohua's house, and didn't even think about..."
Xu Shiqi suddenly realized that it was all her fault that the color of the curry was not right. Although it was leftover from that day, the dishes were richer, so she didn't remember it for a while.
It's okay. Xu Shiqi said silently, scooped a mouthful of curry beef with a spoon and put it into his mouth. His cheeks bulged as he chewed, but his eyes narrowed with a smile.
Seeing the woman's satisfied face, Wen Jialuo felt complicated again. Does she look like someone with mental problems? No, not at all. But the facts are in front of her, what is the reason? These questions piled up day by day, and her chest was stuffy again.
While eating, Wen Jialuo received a call from Wen Yu.
It turned out that Wen Jialuo called the old house to inform them that she would not be going home this weekend. Her grandmother was very concerned about her situation as she had just gone to work, so he volunteered to come over and check it out in person.
"You haven't eaten yet, come out quickly, I'll treat you."
There seemed to be Du Mengmeng's voice nearby, softly scolding the owner Wen Jialuo for not caring about the bar's business at all.
Wen Jialuo had been busy all afternoon, so dinner was served early. She said she was eating, and Wen Yu started to yell that it was too early to eat, and quickly put down his chopsticks and came out. Wen Jialuo was reluctant at first, but she nodded when she thought about the spicy curry she was eating.
But Xu Shiqi was unhappy and held the plate tightly and refused to let go.
"I'll cook something more successful for you next time." Wen Jialuo had no choice but to promise.
As if coaxing a child, Xu Shiqi suddenly enjoyed Wen Jialuo's doting tone and let go of the plate.
Was it a relationship between lovers, a family, or something more complicated than all of these? In the past, they would never have thought that they would be sitting together at the dining table like this today. Both of them seemed to have thought of this and laughed.
Wen Yu had been living in dire straits since the car accident. Wen Jialuo was the youngest child of the Wen family, a treasure. If it hadn't been for the broken car he borrowed, there would have been no such accident - not to mention that it had implicated the old lady's favorite girl, so he was criticized a lot.
This time he came because Du Mengmeng called him every day to report on the bar's business situation. After she casually mentioned that the guests favored her as the boss, he couldn't sit still. He also found that Du Mengmeng had been a little absent-minded since he came, and she didn't come back to her senses until Wen Jialuo and Xu Shiqi arrived.
"Eat whatever you want." Wen Yu handed the menu directly to Xu Shiqi. He felt deeply sorry for her. He heard that she hadn't spoken yet. Jia Luo was trying her best to help her. He didn't know what he could do. He really liked this woman's voice at first, but it was a pity...
As soon as Wen Yu showed a look of pity, Wen Jialuo kicked him under the table. He immediately restrained his expression and told her about his grandmother's recent situation.
Xu Shiqi listened attentively to the conversation between the two siblings, ordered two dishes and handed the menu to Du Mengmeng. She could see that this girl was more nervous than the two parties involved, so she couldn't help but give her a comforting look. It seems that I have always thought too absolutely about some things before. Jia Luo is right, there will always be people who can understand.
After dinner, the four of them went to their own bar. Wen Yu narrowed his eyes and watched different men and women greet Du Mengmeng cordially, and the woman smiled like a boss lady. As for Wen Jialuo, she dragged Xu Shiqi to sit in the corner. They only ordered water and sat hand in hand, which was considered a static way to digest food.
When they arrived, there weren't many people in the bar. The DJ had already come on stage, playing some relaxing music. There was a steel pipe standing next to the stage, and a girl in a white vest and leather shorts was wiping it.
Wen Yu touched his chin. Today was the weekend, so it was no surprise that there were some violent things here. As he was looking at the hot girl, he suddenly felt that a resentful gaze was about to see through his back. When he turned around, Du Mengmeng was standing at the bar, looking at him steadily - then she turned her face away and talked very closely to a man sitting at the bar in a very charming manner.
Wen Jialuo and Xu Shiqi looked at the faint red line between them from a distance and smiled at each other. In fact, there is no difference between men and women. Everyone has the right to love and will naturally face the difficulties of love. The hesitation, struggle, pain and joy they experienced are also experienced by others, but perhaps in different ways.
Looking at myself from the perspective of others' hesitation, I feel happy. No matter what the price is, at least two people are together, this is the minimum bottom line.
Xu Shiqi was indescribably excited. While eating the curry beef, she began to imagine Wen Jialuo's clumsy cooking. Even the outline of her wearing an apron became ambiguous. But she just suppressed it. Not being able to speak was like being tied up by ropes. The loss of the most direct confession also blocked her from fully releasing her full of emotions.
Now, the water is flowing again, and the lights are gradually dimming. Maybe the pole dancer is getting ready. The pole that has been polished to a shine has a woman looking at her eagerly. She stands on it with a wine glass in her hand, swings her body seductively for a few times, and then jumps off the stage with a smile, with spring in her eyes and eyebrows.
Not only that, all the turbulent scenes seemed to become lingering. Xu Shiqi squeezed Wen Jialuo's hand, exerting more and more force, gradually soaking their palms with sweat. The restless beating in his chest was almost disordered and out of order, and he could not sit still.
Wen Jialuo turned around amid the noise, leaned over to her ear and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xu Shiqi's whole body trembled slightly, and the numbing feeling spread rapidly from the place where his earlobe was touched. It was like being poured with drugs and it was uncontrollable.
Go back. Xu Shiqi mouthed the words and pulled her fingertips, which were so hot.
Wen Jialuo saw her expression clearly and was stunned. Xu Shiqi looked like a very reserved woman. If she were in ancient times, she would follow the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, but Wen Jialuo knew that she was not like that. This woman would be indecisive and hesitant, but once she was sure of her feelings, she would express them with her body - and her favorite thing to do was to kiss her.
The frankness without any debauchery, the naked seduction, Wen Jialuo felt the heat from her fingertips all the way to her heart. Her heartbeat, which had been shut off during the day, seemed to be filled with boiling water, boiling up to her throat, and even her voice became hoarse: "Why are you suddenly unsatisfied?"
Her joking tone earned her an increasingly moist glare from Xu Shiqi. She gritted her teeth and stood up on her own.
Wen Jialuo hurriedly got up, put his arm around her waist and calmly walked through the crowd. When they got outside the bar, he called Du Mengmeng to inform her.
Everyone has their own things to deal with, and she must be happy to be left alone with Wen Yu.
As soon as they got into the car, in the pitch black, they kissed each other naturally, like an entanglement that could not be achieved at any angle. Xu Shiqi gradually leaned over, carefully bypassed the gear lever, almost kneeling on both sides of Wen Jialuo's body, and tried to raise himself as much as possible to avoid sitting on the steering wheel.
Wen Jialuo welcomed her initiative very much and cooperated by lowering the seat and closing his legs so that she could lean on him more freely.
The only sound in the small carriage was Wen Jialuo's gentle breathing, while Xu Shiqi was busy unbuttoning her clothes and rubbing her neck. She pulled Wen Jialuo's hand and placed it on her left chest, as if asking her to touch her heartbeat and see how loud it was.
It is always difficult to get a satisfying experience with layers of cloth between them. Wen Jialuo reached in from her lower back, flexibly unfastened her bra buckle, and then followed the woman's instructions to move to her chest. Well, now, only separated by each other's skin, the maximum closeness, the full softness of the hands, there is an illusion of holding the heart, it is really grasping the other's pulse.
Wen Jialuo clenched her five fingers together and exerted a little force, and the fullness of milk seemed to be overflowing from her fingers. The woman leaning on her raised her head in pain, opened her mouth, and panted silently, like a fish that was extremely thirsty.
How could she not be able to speak? Wen Jialuo stood up and approached the graceful neck, moving to the shallow scar that could not be seen clearly in the darkness, and kissed it with a slight pain in her heart. She let go of the heart, stroked the woman's undulating belly, and went all the way down.
"Do you know what the purest and most erotic thing in the world is?"
Xu Shiqi's waist was limp, and her breath hit Wen Jialuo's face, tempting her from near and far. She squeezed the girl's other hand and lifted the hem of her clothes.
There was no answer to that question, and the person who asked the question did not speak again. The car seemed to have stopped moving and was silent. There were only the overlapping figures of people cuddling each other, like two trees entwined and able to coexist. The frequency of their breathing became the same, and the rest of their movements were hidden in the darkness...