When Lu Chengze came back, I took the initiative to pick him up at the door. After all, he took the initiative to pick me up today.
He is a careful and thoughtful person. In the items he brought back, in addition to sanitary napkins and snacks, there were also makeup removers and boxed cotton pads.
I picked out these two surprises and held them up one by one: "How come you can think of these, have you talked about a hundred of them before?"
He just changed his slippers and got up with a look of injustice.
Then he took something out of his trouser pocket and slapped it on the door cabinet: "Two hundred."
I looked down and saw a box of ibuprofen.
The laughter has probably taken root in my face, and I can't control the growth.
"Are you still excited?" I raised my chin.
He actually took the opportunity to kiss me and he was overweight, directly crushing the serious face that I finally stretched out.
I bit my lip: "You went to the pharmacy?"
"Just by the side, by the way," he put the medicine box back in the convenience store bag, held it in one hand, and grabbed my arm with the other and walked towards the sofa: "Will you sit down?"
He saw that the movie on the wall was not paused, and he turned back and asked me, "Is it not good?"
I said, "You make a video every now and then, a song every time, how do I get into the play?"
He smiled like the sun: "Let's watch it again later."
I glanced at my watch and subdued his spirit: "Hurry up, brother."
He paused, his expression changed slightly, and stammered: "What, what?"
I laughed: "What what?"
He stood on the other side of the coffee table: "What did you just call me?"
I reacted and pretended to have amnesia: "Huh?"
He saw that I was acting, and with a smile that no one could refuse, he asked, "Will you call me again?"
I squeezed my facial features and had no other choice: "Brother."
Lu Cheng paused for a second, then his smile widened, and he shook his head as if he was electrocuted: "Jesus."
The English came out, and I sneered: "Do you want to be so exaggerated?"
"Yes," he leaned over, grabbed the kettle, and added hot water to my cup: "It's just… indescribable."
Seeing that Lu Cheng walked around the coffee table and wanted to give me the cup, I said, "Thank you, brother."
He stopped, smiled, and handed it over.
I took a sip and continued: "The water that my brother poured is really delicious, I like it very much."
He tilted his eyes, pursed his lips again, looked down at me, and said in a profound tone, "Qi Miao, what do you want to do?"
I said, "Desensitize you."
he:"?"
Me: "In the future, if a younger sister calls you your brother, you won't feel anything."
He overflowed with a laugh, raised my face with both hands, and looked into my eyes: "Not every brother has a wonderful buff."
I nodded greatly, but couldn't get rid of his restraint, so I gave up: "Oh, that's it."
Lu Chengze: "Well."
Me: "Then I'll save it in the future." If you use it too much, it will fail, so I say, "Lu Chengze!"
He actually shouted "Here."
I smirked, but I knew my eyes were too bent to bend. I ordered him: "Kiss me."
He immediately sent his rosy and soft little mouth.
Jesus, tell me how much longer we are going to have this kind of nutritious conversation and behavior.
—
Lu Chengze's house is a very standard room type. There are three bedrooms and one living room. Apart from the master bedroom, there is also a guest room. But this night, we still slept together.
Above the position where I was lying should be where the bird was hung before, because there are still residual ceiling stickers on the ceiling.
Lu Cheng was still taking a shower, and I was wearing his T-shirt with some nice detergent scent on it.
While waiting for him to swipe Weibo, I could hear him go to the balcony and operate the washing machine.
There are my clothes inside.
I was dumbfounded in this uncontrollable imaginary picture, until the sound of his stumbling slippers approaching the room, I quickly turned sideways, covered half of my face with the quilt, and closed my eyes to pretend to be asleep.
Lu Cheng must have thought I fell asleep in seconds.
The sound of footsteps behind him obviously weakened, and then there were two deliberately slowed lights-off movements, the mattress sank, and this man with a fresh air came to the same quilt.
He grabbed me from behind.
How can I not take deep breaths under this hormonal arm, I try my best to control the rise and fall of my chest and breathe quietly.
His lips touched the back of my ear, his breath was itchy and hot, and his body moved slightly, pressing against my back. We seemed to fit perfectly, and his ribcage was moving in a steady, even rhythm, squeezing the skin and bone behind my back.
There was a tingling in my tailbone.
… a little overwhelmed.
Then, Lu Chengze's hand reached into the hem of my clothes, and all of a sudden, goosebumps came out.
Like a kind of looming invasion, his hands rustled slowly between the fabric and my skin, and finally pressed against my lower abdomen, his palms hot.
Extremely sensitive areas.
I couldn't help laughing and the performance failed.
He also chuckled in the back of my head, with the words "I know" clearly written in his laughter.
I hit him with a hand behind my back: "Why—"
He pulled out his hand and went back to the outside of the clothes. He didn't pursue my appearance, and his tone was innocent and harmless: "Does your stomach still hurt?"
I said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
I moved my body, turned back, and looked at him closely, the bridge of his nose is very steep, the length of the eyelashes I have only seen on mixed-race or European-American faces, and the eyes are bright in the environment without lights like stars. I pulled out my hand and rubbed his right cheek with my thumb: "I didn't have time to look at you so closely last time."
He also looked at me: "Well, he also drove me away."
Still holding grudges, I pinched his nose: "Did you go by yourself?"
Lu Cheng grabbed my hand, didn't say a word, just stared at me quietly, and then he kissed my fingertips.
I heard myself take a long breath in the dark.
I guessed that we were going to kiss together, very passionately, selfless, like two beasts entangled and fighting, wanting to squeeze each other into their own bodies. But can't do anything, nasty big aunt.
—
The next day, we took the subway to work together. After entering the park, I remembered and asked him which floor of the Lifu Building is his office location.
Lu Cheng didn't answer directly: "Have you not inquired?"
I was silent for two seconds: "I asked, the fifth and sixth floors. I can't ask, what floor is Lu Cheng on?"
With that convincing face on his face, he said, "You can ask. Many people in this building have inquired about this."
I groaned, my teeth itching.
He laughed.
I rolled his eyes at him.
He finally stopped selling off: "Sixth floor."
6F, this goddamn number, left me confused and haunted for five days. After I got into the car, I pressed it for him.
Lu Cheng then asked, "What about you, what floor are you on?"
I then press twelve.
Lu Cheng smiled slightly: "Oh."
As a result, this guy hid his hand. Near noon, he actually came to our floor. When I saw him appearing in our area, looking for someone, my heart started racing. After all, he is so tall and outstanding.
Someone knew him, and he was dragged in the aisle for questioning. The man turned his head and signaled to me, and Lu Cheng followed him, smiled at him again, and walked across the aisle without looking sideways.
God, I'll take the lead, the first week of not coming to Guang New will be "office romance".
Sitting at the workstation next to me, my in-house colleagues naturally found him and stretched their heads.
"Hi, hello." He stopped in front of my workstation, turned his head slightly, and greeted politely.
I raised my head and put on an official friendly face: "Is there something wrong?"
"I saw you in the elevator this morning." His beautiful eyes were not working, and his words were straightforward: "Are you still single?"
Colleagues showed their excited faces.
What kind of plot setting is this, and what kind of sending proposition is thrown. I was at a loss for words.
Thanks to my colleague and answered on my own: "Yes! Yes! She doesn't have a boyfriend yet!"
Lu Cheng's lips curved, his eyes fixed: "If it's convenient, can I invite you to dinner at noon?"
Even after seeing him this way many times, my face still gets a little hot. I tried to smile generously: "Okay, where to go."
…
After he left, I went to crusade him on WeChat and sent him a [fist].
He smiled back, looking very excited.
I said: Well, in the current Lifu Building, no one will ask Lu Chengze anymore. Everyone knows that he wants to invite the foreign staff on the 12th floor to have lunch.
He replied: Well, it was still love at first sight.
I really tried my best to hold back my laughter, for fear of being spotted by my colleagues, even though she had been pestering me for a long time.
I said: childish.
He didn't speak, but shared a song: "I think too much about your description".
It is not convenient for me to use headphones at work, so I muted the lyrics to read the lyrics:
"I think too much about your description
Emergence of your voice smell and outline
Blame the temptation of unintentional touch
It's all because of your dark fragrance that still ripples in the autumn waves"
"I think too much about your description
Emergence of your voice smell and outline
It's all because of the clumsy momentary out-of-control
All because of my love without thinking”
At the end of the song, I sing over and over again:
I just want you, keep thinking of me
I just want you, keep thinking of me
keep thinking of me
…