Xiang Yu didn't have any emotional ups and downs when he met "Gui Gui".
She thought about it, last time Jin Fubai said "Gui Gui" at the dinner party for her is a scumbag, etc. It is estimated that this ghost has also lost a lot of face. I happened to meet her this time, and they will definitely find it. .
Of course, it is to find her and return it, and it is impossible to find Jin Fubai's trouble.
But Xiang Yu is not a bully either. It doesn't matter if Shisang scolds Huai and says a few words to her. Anyway, it doesn't hurt or itches, and it's all rumors and nonsense, just don't take it to heart.
But she didn't want to lose her face.
A few bottles of Ace of Spades, it's not that she can't afford it, she just treats herself as a reward for working overtime for days, at most she can go back and secretly feel distressed.
The decision was made, but I didn't expect the wine to be ordered. A waiter in a vest came over and didn't know what to say in "GuiGui"'s ear. "GuiGui"'s face suddenly turned pale, as if he was about to change. Like going back to the prototype, Xiang Yu jumped in shock.
Afterwards, "Gui Gui" turned her head and gave her twin sisters a wink, and several women ran away with their bags in between.
Only a fiery red fur scarf was left on the sofa, I don't know whose it was.
Who would appear quietly to relieve her at this time
Xiang Yu turned around and saw Jin Fubai walking slowly from the bright lights.
He didn't wear a down jacket, he was wearing a long beige cashmere coat with a black shirt underneath, dressed like a model who had just walked off a big-name show.
Why just dress like it, maybe because he has a deeper temperament than the model.
And Jin Fubai's affectionate warm eyes, looking at her deeply.
Xiang Yu was a little stunned unexpectedly, lying on the back of the sofa watching Jin Fubai slowly walking towards her.
He stood still in front of her, leaned over and touched her face: "Stupid?"
"...Why did you come back? Didn't you say after the Spring Festival?"
Jin Fubai gently scratched the bridge of her nose with the back of her index finger: "'Driving Ma Li Changzhou, I have no time to look forward to it', do you understand?"
Xiang Yu thought that he was in a hurry to return to the emperor because of something important, so he raised his head and asked him, "Why don't you have time to look forward to it?"
Jin Fubai's love words came at his fingertips: "for you."
When he finished, he bowed his back and kissed her.
The man's lips still had a bit of coldness from the outside, and he had the familiar scent of agarwood on his body. His lips and teeth were entangled, making people addicted for no reason.
Xiang Yu didn't know that Li Yu was there that day. Later, she saw the snapshots Li Yu sent him in Jin Fubai's mobile phone:
In the feasting and feasting of the nightclub, the room was full of smoke, Jin Fubai kissed her while holding the back of her neck.
He was wearing a coat, and she was only wearing a sweater, it looked like he really looked like a lover who just came back from abroad just to miss her.
Xiang Yu is also willing to believe that Jin Fubai is like this.
So she was very happy that day. She hugged Jin Fubai's neck and was afraid that the environment would be too noisy for him to hear, so she leaned into his ear and said, "Have you heard of the Mayan prophecy? It was in December 2012. The 21st is the end of the world, and the sun will not rise again on December 22nd. I was thinking a few days ago, if the world ends before you come back, will I never see you again? "
Jin Fubai turned his head and saw Xiang Yu frowning between his brows, his worries were real.
So his gentleness and patience are also real.
Jin Fubai picked up Xiang Yu's down jacket, helped her put it on, and in front of everyone's eyes, picked him up and walked out.
The black Benz with the license plate 5 and 4 stopped at the door of the nightclub, got into the car, and got out of the hustle and bustle, he said to Yu in a soothing tone that there are so many high-tech scientists in the world. If the end of the world has already been prepared for war, can advertising companies and film and television companies use this gimmick to make money
There is a disaster film called "2012" that Xiang Yu actually watched, and I was heartbroken when I saw it.
She thought about it and thought so too.
Everyone followed the steps step by step, and it was an idler like her who had to follow the trend and sigh with emotion.
"I believe in this kind of thing, miss me?" Jin Fubai understood this.
He didn't ask her if she wanted to go home, and he didn't say where to take her, but when the car drove out of the nightclub street, Xiang Yu quickly recognized that this was the way to the hotel.
She looked at the receding street lights outside the window: "No."
Jin Fubai's face subsided slightly, but Xiang Yu turned his head and looked at him seriously: "But I often look at my phone, and I often wonder what time it is on your side, or guess what you are doing."
"You didn't take the initiative to contact me."
Jin Fubai stared at the endless street ahead and asked, "Are there other interested men around you? Before me or after me?"
His face looked a little cold when he smiled, and what he said seemed to mean something.
Xiang Yu didn't understand why he suddenly asked such a question, and only replied: "No, that's my personality, I don't take the initiative to contact people."
At the intersection of the red light, there was no second car besides them on the road. Xiang Yu covered his lips with his hand and yawned. Jin Fubai was waiting for the red light. Carefully rubbing her ridges, she changed the topic: "Have you lost weight again?"
"Maybe."
Xiang Yu's back was stretched very straight, and 45 seconds after the red light passed, his warm fingertips pulled away, and he held the steering wheel again.
But intuitively, this night will not be easy.
Still in the same hotel suite, Jin Fubai walked in with Xiang Yu, observed her slightly sleepy face, and asked her warmly, "Are you still working overtime during this time?"
"Didn't the company's assistant resign? I'm not only working overtime, but also copying and printing forms. I'm so busy."
Xiang Yu changed her shoes while talking. Her shoes were Martin boots, and she had to untie the shoelaces. She staggered unsteadily, Jin Fubai held her waist and said in a gentle tone, "Go take a hot bath, Go to bed after washing."
Xiang Yu blinked, unable to believe that he just let her go.
Or maybe, this "sleep" is another meaning
After taking a bath, she sat on the bed in Jin Fubai's bedroom. His bed was made of brand-name bedding. Someone might be cleaning it on time, but he didn't dare to move things. I inadvertently remembered that there were three more sticks in it, and after a few months, they were still there as they were.
Jin Fubai took a shower next door and came out wearing a nightgown. He went back downstairs and came up again as if remembering something.
There was only one bedside lamp lit in the bedroom, a faint beige light.
Xiang Yu was leaning on the head of the bed and saw Jin Fubai standing by the door throwing a bright object, maybe because it was late at night, she subconsciously felt that he had thrown a bright star.
Take a look in the palm of your hand, it is a pair of diamond earrings tied together with thin threads.
The diamond is one carat, and looking at the tiny brand logo on the white gold holder, I also know that the price of this brand must be expensive.
Jin Fubai said, "Didn't you mean the earrings were lost?"
It wasn't a long-awaited reunion gift, but she casually complained that she couldn't find the earrings, so he bought her a new pair, as if he should have done it, casual and natural.
If you touch it carefully, you can taste a little moved that he has put people in his heart.
Holding the earrings, Xiang Yu asked, "I haven't been sure if I lost it. If I find it, won't you spend money in vain?"
It was also a coincidence that she lay down on the bed with the new earrings, and felt a little coolness behind her neck. When she took it out, she saw that it was her earrings that had been lost for several months.
Xiang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It turns out that with you, it's really a waste of money."
"Change to wear." Jin Fubai said lightly.
Before he took off his nightgown and pressed it over, he seemed to be thinking about the days in his mind, making sure that her period had passed before he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Men have a very warm body temperature. Even in such a cold winter night, Jin Fubai's hands and feet are not cold, every inch of his skin is hot.
Xiang Yu's hand gently pushed forward to stop him from kissing.
The fingertips touched his hot chest, right on his heartbeat, causing her fingers to curl up for a moment.
Maybe he didn't expect her to block, Jin Fubai paused slightly, held her wrist and pulled his hand to his lips, kissed the back of his hand, and asked a little doubt: "Don't want to?"
"no... ... "
Xiang Yu shook his head, with a girl's peculiar softness and sneering, and a little jealousy, "Are those women in the nightclub just now related to you?"
Unexpectedly, she would ask such a question, Jin Fubai was stunned for a moment, squinted to recall the looks and dresses of those women, and asked her with a smile, "What kind of taste do I have?"
"What's your taste like?"
He leaned over and kissed: "You are like this."
The lips and teeth are attached to each other, Xiang Yu is very nervous, the eyelashes are rustling, and the kiss is a little stiff.
She could face up to her nervousness, wrapped her arms around his neck, and discussed in a trembling voice: "I may have no experience, you have to let me have some."
"Know."
Maybe she likes Jin Fubai because of his gentle, calm and considerate body.
Unlike those hairy boys, there are always some impulsive and reckless excuses for being "young".
Jin Fubai could not bear it too, there was sweat on his forehead, but he smiled lightly against her forehead: "How can I let you?"
His voice was never harsh, nor was it a trickling spring, a kind of laziness like lying on a rocking chair in the sun in the afternoon.
But this description seems too bright, not like him.
Maybe his voice should be like the setting sun, hanging lazily on the horizon, sinking into the horizon.
Xiang Yu thought about it for a long time, and got the answer at this midnight.
When he came over from behind, he asked in her ear, do you want a finger or a mouth
She finally figured out that his voice wasn't lazy, it was just that he was never in a hurry.
Even in love affairs, he never loses control.