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Meng Shuyu didn't expect that. She put on makeup and wore a beautiful dress, and Zhou Jun also dressed up and changed into a neat suit, but in the end they didn't even step out of the hotel room to have dinner.
After being taken down from the desk by Zhou Jun, Meng Shuyu found that her lip gloss had been eaten up. Although she used a white peach color similar to her lip color today, she could still see the difference at a glance.
After all, her lips are actually redder than when she applied lip gloss.
Zhou Jun touched her lips with his index finger and asked her if she wanted to touch up her makeup.
Meng Shuyu suddenly felt so tiring to touch up her makeup, so she said, why not just give up
Zhou Jun asked her again, are you still going out
Meng Shuyu suddenly felt that going out was too troublesome. Although the world of flowers and flowers was beautiful, it was not as convenient as a world for two people where she could stick to Zhou Jun. Could she not go out
Zhou Jun smiled and said that he would not go out, called the front desk to order dinner, then carried her to the sofa and asked her if she had any other questions.
In fact, Meng Shuyu still had some curious questions, but after thinking about it, he decided not to mention those embarrassing and stupid things. He shook his head and said he would not ask anymore. But when he mentioned Jian Cheng just now, he remembered something very important.
"Do you know?" Meng Shuyu sat on Zhou Jun's lap and grabbed one of his hands with both hands, "Actually, I agreed to a blind date with Prime Minister Jian because I thought that the poetry collection was given to me by him."
Zhou Jun guessed that Meng Shuyu would think that the collection of poems belonged to the Jian family, but she didn't know that this collection of poems had such an important influence on her.
"You like that book so much?"
"Yes, I like Borges because of this collection of poems. Not only Borges, but I also read many other poems because of this collection of poems. Speaking of which, my father forced me to read a lot of books and memorize a lot of poems since I was a child. In fact, I was a bit rebellious in high school and was quite resistant to Chinese. It was from then on that I gradually became unable to do it."
Listening to her mumbling, Zhou Jun thought for a while: "So if it weren't for this collection of poems, you wouldn't necessarily study Chinese. If you didn't study Chinese, you wouldn't apply for the secretary position during the campus recruitment, you wouldn't be admitted to Yongyi, and I wouldn't meet you when I returned to China."
"Wow Zhou Jun... So, you gave me a book when I was sixteen, which changed my life for nine years, and then you waited to catch me when I was twenty-five?" Meng Shuyu shook his head, "How can you be called a little fox when you are so cunning and calculating? You should be called an old fox."
Zhou Jun tapped her forehead lightly: "If you hadn't provoked me when I was nine, why would I have given you a book when I was nineteen?"
Meng Shuyu thought that was right, and felt it was magical as he thought about it.
"Do you remember..."
"Do you remember..."
They both said in unison and paused.
Meng Shuyu knew that Zhou Jun had the same idea as her again.
During the National Day holiday at the hot spring resort, they talked about the theory of fatalism in Borges's poem "To a Coin".
At that time, Zhou Jun said that he did not believe in destiny determined by heaven, but he believed in destiny determined by man.
Just like looking back now—
Many years ago, they both threw down a coin, and the two coins made a turn for each other's destiny. Although the initial deflection angle was very small, so that for many years afterwards, they still seemed like two parallel lines, one at the end of the sea and the other at the end of the world.
But today, many years later, after a long period of time, because of that small deflection at the beginning, the two lines finally converged.
"Zhou Jun, I want to say something really unsophisticated." Meng Shuyu suddenly hugged Zhou Jun and sighed.
Zhou Jun raised his eyebrows: "You are quite hypocritical. You didn't dislike other people's cheesy love words at first, but now you have to say them yourself?"
Meng Shuyu felt a pain on his face and snorted coldly: "Then I won't say anything..."
"Tell me," Zhou Jun smiled and pinched her chin, "I don't dislike you."
"I won't say any more. You've ruined my fun!"
"You really won't say anything?"
"I really won't say any more."
Zhou Jun nodded in understanding: "If you don't use your mouth to talk, then you want me to kiss you?"
"Hey you..." Meng Shuyu glared at him, "It's only been a short while, why do you want to kiss me again!"
"Then no more kissing."
Meng Shuyu said, "Don't think I can't see it. This is called playing hard to get."
Zhou Jun laughed: "Then will my girlfriend be tricked?"
"Will she fall for it?" Meng Shuyu raised his chin, "Or if you make a nice sound, maybe she will fall for it, right?"
Zhou Jun hesitated for a moment and said, "How should I call you if I like you?"
Meng Shuyu tapped his collar with his index finger and reminded him word by word: "Didn't some people shamelessly call this when they were fighting off their love rivals?"
Zhou Jun lowered his head and smiled: "Do you really like it?"
Meng Shuyu looked at him sideways.
"Did you like it then?"
"You're so annoying. If I don't want to call you, forget it. Who needs you..." Meng Shuyu was halfway through his words when he heard the doorbell ring. He turned his head and looked at the door. "Who is it?"
"Dinner is here," Zhou Jun patted Meng Shuyu on the back, "I'll go open the door."
Meng Shuyu almost forgot that they still needed to eat dinner. He said "Oh" and climbed off Zhou Jun, then slumped into the sofa.
Zhou Jun got up and opened the door, and asked the waiter to push the food cart to the table without having to arrange the dishes.
The waiter did as he was told and quickly left the room without looking back.
Zhou Jun turned around and saw Meng Shuyu slumped on the sofa with a look of disappointment on his face.
Why did you take Joe just now
Now, if we miss this village, there will be no more relatives and no more nice words.
Zhou Jun walked up to her, sat down on the edge of the sofa, and extended his hand to her.
Meng Shuyu sighed in his heart, thinking, okay, let's go to the dining table, and put his hand into his palm to gain strength.
He pulled her up and she was about to get off the sofa when she heard Zhou Jun's low voice from above her head: "Baby, do you want to eat first or me?"
His scalp felt numb as if it had been electrified, and Meng Shuyu suddenly raised his eyes.
After looking at each other for three seconds, she rolled her eyes slightly and put her arms around his neck.
Meng Shuyu only then realized that kissing can be addictive.
And they were both addicted.
She didn't count how many times she and Zhou Jun kissed. He would want to get close to him after just a few words. Sometimes it was just a light touch, and sometimes it was like just now, breathless and inseparable.
But whether it's just a light touch or the tip of your tongue touching, it feels so comfortable.
It seems like I would be happy just to waste my time like this.
But you always have to eat.
When the food was about to get cold, Zhou Jun finally regained his senses, took her to the dining table, and heated up the food in the microwave in the suite.
It was really too much to continue lying down after dinner, so Zhou Jun pulled Meng Shuyu downstairs to take a walk to digest the food.
The south of the Yangtze River is not too cold in mid-November, but it is nothing compared to the north of the city.
But as soon as Meng Shuyu went out, he started shouting that it was so cold, as if he couldn't live without a heater.
Zhou Jun tilted his head and asked her, "Isn't it not cold in the North City?"
"Of course people without boyfriends can't complain about being cold." Meng Shuyu blinked.
Zhou Jun took her hand and put it in his coat pocket: "Meng Shuyu, so you are so clingy when you are in love?"
"How can you ask me this question? That's the first time I know this. Why, don't you like clingy people?"
"It's the first time I know this, too," Zhou Jun stroked her hand in his pocket, "I like it."
Meng Shuyu chuckled.
The two walked along the sidewalk and passed a dessert shop. Meng Shuyu suddenly stopped and said, "Zhou Jun, I want to eat ice cream."
"Weren't you the one who just shouted it was so cold?"
"What does my eating ice cream have to do with me? If my ice cream is cold, my boyfriend will warm it up for me. If he can't warm it up, then it's my boyfriend's fault."
"Well, Meng Shuyu, when you're in love, you're not only clingy, but you're also quite pretentious."
"What's the matter? Did this step on your minefield?"
"It just happens to be my aesthetic point." Zhou Jun went forward to buy ice cream.
Meng Shuyu waited with a smile on her face. When Zhou Jun took the ice cream from the clerk and handed it to her, she had to use her mouth to take it as if her arms were broken.
Zhou Jun raised it a little higher and fed it to her mouth.
Meng Shuyu took a bite of the ice cream tip and savoured it slowly in his mouth, sighing contentedly as he walked, "So sweet."
"Really?" Zhou Jun held up the ice cream and looked at it. "Then can I have some?"
"You eat."
Zhou Jun lowered his head and licked her lips that were stained with ice cream.
Meng Shuyu's neck shrank with a start, and the blood rushed to his face. He quickly looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He punched Zhou Jun on the back and said, "Zhou Jun, you are so lustful when it comes to love that you can't be stopped in public?"
Zhou Jun hummed.
"Why don't you say that this is the first time you know it too? This is not the first time you know it?" Meng Shuyu stared at him.
"Well, no."
Meng Shuyu frowned.
Although it was normal and it was not the first time she knew about it, she felt a little itchy when she thought about Zhou Jun having lustful thoughts about others before.
Meng Shuyu bit the ice cream in his hand fiercely: "Oh, where did you first hear about it, America?"
"No, Nanhuai." Zhou Jun shook his head.
"So early!" Meng Shuyu gritted his teeth slightly.
Zhou Jun sighed: "It was indeed quite early, about a month and a half ago."
"Haha, one and a half..." Meng Shuyu paused halfway through gnashing his teeth, "A month ago?"
"Well, a month and a half ago, a little girl went into my hot spring pool in a bathing suit, and I knew about it then."
Meng Shuyu's teeth are no longer itchy.
My heart started to itch.
She licked her lips and looked at Zhou Jun: "So what did you have any lustful thoughts about her at that time...?"
"You'll know if you let the little girl try again."
"The little girl said she wanted to give you three words."
"Y-yes?"
Meng Shuyu wrinkled his nose: "Yes—I think it's beautiful!"
Zhou Jun laughed and said, "Then please reply to her with four words for me."
"Y-you're so cute?"
Zhou Jun shook his head: "Yes - then wait for me."
Meng Shuyu pushed Zhou Jun and laughed as they walked.
After I finished eating the ice cream, the phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated several times.
Meng Shuyu took it out and took a look. It was a message from the group of three people who said "A harmonious family brings prosperity, and one can obtain the scriptures in the West" -
Mrs. Fang: Teacher Meng, why haven't you come back yet so late? Do you know what time it is now
Teacher Meng: It’s rare for me to see my friends on weekends!
Mrs. Fang: A friend who makes you come home late despite the pressure from your family is not a friend who truly cares about you.
Teacher Meng: What you said makes sense. I do have a lot of bad friends.
"Zhou Jun, I was scolded." Meng Shuyu turned around and complained.
Zhou Jun lowered her head to look at her phone.
"Look at my parents. My dad didn't go out. They were just acting together and making indirect accusations!"
Zhou Jun looked at the words "not a friend who truly cares about you" and "a bunch of bad friends" and nodded: "Well, I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding me, Huai."
Meng Shuyu sighed: "This is the first day I fall in love in my 25th year..."
"It's late, I'll take you back."
Meng Shuyu turned around and hugged his arm: "So you're going to be alone in the hotel?"
After knowing why Zhou Jun only stayed in a hotel in Nanhuai, Meng Shuyu felt really uncomfortable.
"Then call me when it's convenient for you to get back."
Meng Shuyu accepted the proposal reluctantly, let out a breath, and walked back with Zhou Jun.
Meng Shuyu was reluctant to leave after being driven back to the gate of the community by Zhou Jun.
The car stopped next to the security booth. Meng Shuyu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was reluctant to get out. He didn't say a word, but turned his head to look at Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "If you don't go back, your dad will scold me again."
"Okay," Meng Shuyu unbuckled his seatbelt and turned back before opening the door, "Is there something missing, boyfriend?"
Zhou Jun kissed the corner of her mouth.
"Is that it?" Meng Shuyu's dissatisfaction was clearly written on his face.
Zhou Jun turned his head away and smiled, then looked back at her lips and said, "Not today."
"Can a man still say no?"
Zhou Jun turned the rearview mirror to let her take a look: "If I kiss you again, you will have to tell your parents that you and your bestie had Sichuan food tonight."
The author has something to say: Xiao Meng, it’s not that he can’t do it, it’s that you can’t do it!