Mingxi realized that it was like he had eaten a green apple, and his words became sour without knowing it, and he was a little ashamed and didn't get up naturally, and quickly changed the subject: "Wait, I'll find the room card. "
She opened the door and raised her hand to insert the key card on the wall.
The lights were on and the air conditioner was humming.
Fu Yangxi followed, bent down and put a large box of gifts on the ground beside the wall.
Realizing that she had entered Zhao Mingxi's hotel room, there must be a lot of clothes on the girl's bed, Fu Yangxi's ears were slightly red, and she didn't dare to look up.
He returned stiffly to the door, a tall man whose head was about to touch the upper frame of the door. Completely block out the light outside the hallway.
"What did you give?" As soon as Mingxi came back and took off his coat, he couldn't help squatting over to open the gift.
Fu Yangxi's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed over to hold the gift box down: "Little mask, you are too impatient to open it after waiting for someone to leave? I'm still here—"
Before the words were finished, both of them realized that the distance between them was a little too close.
Both felt the temperature of each other's skin, coming through the clothes and a thin layer of air.
"… "
Zhao Mingxi squatted there, a small ball, Fu Yangxi bent down from the top of her head to hold the box, if the posture was a little lower, her chin could touch the top of her hair.
What does it feel like when the chin touches the top of the girl's hair? It should be very soft, like hitting on silk.
Fu Yangxi looked down at her. From his point of view, he could see her fair nose, a thin sweater falling on her back, outlining the girl's slender spine, her black hair hanging down, with Slightly scented with shampoo.
Yes, cute.
Fu Yangxi's Adam's apple moved, the tip of her heart seemed to be being swept by her long hair, numb and itchy.
And Mingxi's fingers that lifted the box were curled into the shape of picking the lid imperceptibly. She stared at the outline of Fu Yangxi's shadow in front of her, and felt the hormonal breath and hot body of the boy behind her.
The zipper of his black down jacket was unzipped, and the dry pine scent seemed to penetrate the tip of her nose, wrapping her head to toe with warmth.
Mingxi was a little dizzy, and was also too stiff.
If she didn't realize that she liked him in the past, she would still be open and upright, and she would be upright and upright in everything she did close to him.
However, once he noticed it, every moment of contact now felt like a little mouse stealing lamp oil.
- She is so stiff and weird, will he find out that she likes him
Mingxi's heart jumped to his throat.
She hurried to the side and got out from under his leaning motion.
Mingxi's movements were a bit funny, he stumbled and almost fell, and was supported by Fu Yangxi.
However, in this atmosphere filled with stiff and hot factors, the two of them couldn't care less.
Fu Yangxi quickly let go of the hand holding her wrist bone, her ears turned red, she turned her head to look away, not knowing where to put her eyes, and finally landed on the ceiling: "The ceiling, the color is good."
Mingxi: "…"
Fu Yangxi stumbled and said, "Then, then I'll go first."
- Did you just leave
Ming lowered his eyes and said, "... um."
Fu Yangxi said to leave, but looking at Zhao Mingxi, her feet did not move at all.
Mingxi licked his dry lips, looked up at him, his eyes fell on the shadow of his handsome brow bone, and he didn't rush.
The air suddenly became awkwardly quiet again.
…
The two suddenly spoke at the same time.
Mingxi: "Are you free tomorrow?"
Fu Yangxi: "Do you want to eat together tomorrow?"
Mingxi: "You speak first."
Fu Yangxi: "You speak first."
Mingxi: "…"
Fu Yangxi: "..."
The words collided unexpectedly, and the air suddenly became more embarrassing.
The two quickly turned their heads from left to right, and their faces turned into two red tomatoes.
Fu Yangxi stared at the door frame beside him, as if trying to study whether the door frame was made of composite material or steel plate, put his hands in his pockets, tried his best to stand up, pretending to be cold and nonchalant: "Isn't it Sunday tomorrow, I happen to be around here for a while? Things, if you're okay, you can have lunch together."
Speaking of which, Fu Yangxi made an excuse: "Sorry, don't think too much about the little mask, I just happened to have something to do around here, sir, and I haven't invited the same table to dinner. Yes, they will invite you to dinner."
Mingxi felt that he had lost his mind. Obviously felt that there was a loophole in Fu Yangxi's words - where did he have the same table before, and he invited the former tablemate to dinner? But he blushed and couldn't care less.
She quickly agreed with a hot head: "Yeah."
Seeing that Mingxi didn't speak for a long time, Fu Yangxi thought she was going to refuse, and was thinking about moving out Ke Chengwen or someone: "Or call He Yang and Ke Chengwen—"
As a result, Zhao Mingxi agreed before he finished speaking.
Did she agree? !
Eat alone! She agreed.
In fact, after knowing each other for so long, the two have never eaten alone or done anything together. Ke Chengwen and others have always been the light bulbs. This is the first time.
The corners of Fu Yangxi's mouth were about to rise to the sky, and she quickly glanced at Zhao Mingxi.
Mingxi held back his happy smile and looked at him.
Fu Yangxi quickly turned her head like an electric shock, returning to her cold look: "Well, that's it, I'll contact you on WeChat tomorrow."
Mingxi thought that eating alone could be considered a date, so he quickly agreed without hesitation: "Okay!"
Fu Yangxi looked at her in surprise.
What did the little mask promise to be so excited and cheerful? !
Fu Yangxi's head was hot for a while, and he almost thought that Zhao Mingxi liked him again.
But after learning from the experience of being amorous last time, he no longer dared to think about it so easily.
Anyway, as long as she doesn't like Shen Liyao, it is progress - Fu Yangxi is already satisfied enough.
Fu Yangxi: "Then I'm leaving."
After saying this, Fu Yangxi also felt that she was a bit stupid. She said twice in just ten minutes that she was going to leave, but she still stayed here. This is not a well-known fact of Sima Zhao.
With a shy look on his face, he took two steps back, walked out the door, and then waved to Zhao Mingxi: "Don't give it away."
Mingxi's sentence "I'll take you down" was immediately swallowed back in his throat, as if yes, Fu Yangxi, a big boy of 1.88 meters, is it possible that he will encounter danger when he goes downstairs? Sending him down by himself seems to be too obvious.
So Mingxi held back the shyness in his heart, tugged at the door frame, nodded, and said softly, "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." Fu Yangxi waved at Zhao Mingxi as if dipped in sugar in his heart. He didn't forget to throw away the cake on the ground, picked it up rudely and disgustedly, stared at her and took two steps back.
As a result, he suddenly retreated to the entrance of the stairs diagonally opposite, his feet stepped in the air, his tall body flashed, and he almost fell.
"Fu—"
Mingxi was startled, and Fu Yangxi stood up straight again with amazing balance.
"… "
Fu Yangxi felt ashamed, looked at Zhao Mingxi with a red face, turned and trotted downstairs.
Mingxi stood by the door for a while, calmed down his fast-beating heart, rubbed his face that was a little stiff from the cold but at the same time grinned a little sour, and then closed the door and returned to the room.
The first thing she did was to rush to open the present.
She didn't care about other people's gifts, she squatted in the corner and opened Fu Yangxi's big box first. The big box was opened, and there were small boxes inside, not too small—the size was uneven, the big one was as big as a basketball, and the small one was as delicate as the size of a slap.
The boxes are not all the same, they are all tied with bows, similar to the way Fu Yangxi ties her shoelaces.
Did he tie it by himself
Mingxi guessed this and couldn't help licking her lips again.
She counted eighteen small boxes in the big box.
After staring at it for several seconds, Mingxi chose one of the silk blue boxes and took it out. Just holding it in his hand, Mingxi already felt like his heart was pounding like a hot potato. She was about to take it apart, but felt that it was very unceremonious to squat here, so she jumped on the bed with a gift in her arms.
She untied the blue velvet silk ribbon on the box and smelled a faint fragrance inside.
Is it perfume-? Mingxi thought curiously.
Then open.
But I found that it was a very delicate rattle used to amuse children.
The scent emitted is the woody sandalwood scent of a rattle.
"… "
Mingxi: ? ?
What kind of straight man gift is this, what are you giving her a rattle for? She is eighteen, not three!
The expression on Mingxi's face was a little dull for a moment.
But then she noticed that the wooden bottom of the rattle seemed to be engraved with words.
is a few English words.
—stream two years old.
Mingxi didn't understand the meaning for a while, and subconsciously thought it was a trademark.
She turned around to open the other small boxes in the big box, and found that there were many other things inside, a gold watch with feathers, a pen, a hairpin for children, and a clear emerald bottle. perfume.
The fragrance Fu Yangxi may not be very picky, it is not the kind of girly perfume, but exudes a faint and cool fragrance, like a cello from the air after the rain. The name of the fragrance is also a fragrance called 'Cello Girl'.
The bottom of the perfume is engraved with several other English words.
—stream eighteen years old.
Between the lightning and flint, Mingxi was hit like a heavenly lid was lifted, and she suddenly understood what Fu Yangxi was sending.
From one year old to eighteen years old, he made up his birthday present every year.
…
Mingxi was holding the box, her heart was indescribably dizzy with some subtle emotions, sour and itchy, in the quiet room, she could clearly hear her heartbeat.
again and again.
heavily.
Like raindrops crackling down.
-Why did he give such a thoughtful gift.
He never likes-
Mingxi's current mood is like an ant crawling to the top of her heart, scratching the top of her heart and itching, but the ant only scratches there, but refuses to fall.
She didn't dare to judge so arbitrarily.
But even so, Mingxi knew that this was the most cared and happiest birthday since he was so old.
She licked her lips and rolled on the bed holding the perfume box, but her cheeks were still hot, she buried her face in the soft pillow shyly and rolled hard for a while. Then she took another deep breath, but the restlessness in her heart still did not calm down.
I want to send a message.
want to chat.
Mingxi thought so.
It's already early twelve o'clock anyway, and there's no way to study. Why don't you ask him if he's home, and then just say a few words and stop talking.
Mingxi glanced at the exercise set spread out on the table next to him, and while thinking so sinfully, he fished out his phone.
She was typing tangled in her head.
And just when she didn't know what to post, she was typing all the time.
The message was sent over there.
-go to sleep quickly.
Mingxi was startled and felt extremely ashamed. Could it be that he was being caught while typing? The key is how did Fu Yangxi know that he was typing? Unless he's been staring at his phone!
Aah, Mingxi covered his face, he didn't dare to look at the phone again, he hurriedly turned off the phone, and plunged his head into the pillow.
Too hot.
The heartbeat is also beating too fast.
here.
Fu Yangxi, who had been holding the phone, fell off the sofa, and he quickly got up.
There was no one beside him, and the corners of his mouth rose to the sky recklessly.
He just sat on the ground with momentum, stared at the phone, and waited for Zhao Mingxi to send it again - what did she want to say just now that she was typing
…
As a result, the little mask did not send any messages that night.
Fu Yangxi: "..."
The next day, Fu Yangxi, who had become a panda eye, went to the bar to pour water, and turned on her phone top-heavy to start searching:
- 'Go to sleep' are these four words too straight to make girls unhappy?