Feng Ning grabbed Jiang Wen's shoulders and kissed his neck, imitating what he had just done.
"Kiss here."
These were his last words before he sealed her lips.
After a while, Feng Ning felt a little breathless.
He paused for a moment, and she immediately turned her head and gasped.
Due to lack of oxygen, Feng Ning said weakly: "Are you really not afraid that I will infect you with my cold?"
There was a wet sheen on her lips.
After watching for a few seconds, without any warning, Jiang Wen kissed her again. While prying her lips apart with the tip of his tongue, he whispered, "Don't be afraid."
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After the beginning of winter, it gets dark very early. Jiang Wen drove her to the vicinity of Kai Tak. Feng Ning put on a big hat and turned into an Eskimo again. She was a little curious, "You come here to have dinner, to recall the past?"
This earned him another glare from Jiang Wen.
It was the day before the senior year holiday, and it was also the peak time for people to get out of school. The streets were full of students. Jiang Wen and Feng Ning were both very eye-catching in their attire.
Jiang Wen wanted to eat wontons, so they found a Chinese restaurant nearby.
Watching him flipping through the menu, Feng Ning propped his chin with both hands: "Shuangyao just brought me food, I won't eat it, watch you eat it."
Jiang Wen ate in a very reserved manner.
They sat by the window on the second floor. Feng Ning propped up her chin and looked out the window. The neon lights on the street flickered like flowing lights. She looked away and asked, "Do you want to go to the school later?"
Jiang Wen put down his chopsticks and nodded.
The school security office didn't let them in, so they could only walk around. Many shops here have been renovated, and the old snack street is still there, but it has been doubled in width.
Looking at the changing scenery around him, Feng Ning pointed to a store and said, "I used to like buying books here the most." After walking for a while, he pointed to the street corner and said, "I used to like eating spicy hot pot here the most. There is also a tofu pudding stall next to it. I wonder if it still sells it."
After talking for a while, he found that Jiang Wen was silent and didn't respond at all. Feng Ning stopped and asked, "Why don't you have any emotion at all?"
Jiang Wen only said a few words and said calmly: "I forgot."
Feng Ning looked at him.
Jiang Wen's expression remained calm, his eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes, "After breaking up with you, I rarely come here again."
His voice was neither resentful nor angry. Feng Ning was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing what to say. She cleared her throat and changed the subject very deliberately, "Jiang Wen, do you have any paper?"
She sniffed, "I feel like my nose is going to run again."
The atmosphere was originally good, but because of a severe cold, Feng Ning kept wiping her nose all the way, holding a lot of toilet paper in her hands. After what happened just now, she wisely didn't bring up sensitive topics again.
After walking around for a while, Jiang Wen sent her back.
Before she went in, Jiang Wen said, "I'm a little busy these two days."
Feng Ning nodded in understanding, "It's okay, come find me when you're free."
On New Year's Eve, Feng Ning celebrated the New Year at Shuangyao's home as in previous years.
After lunch, the adults gathered together to play mahjong, while the children went out to set off firecrackers. Shuangyao went to the attic to watch a movie.
The two of them snuggled in bed and watched an old movie. In the last scene, the heroine completely missed the hero in the rain.
At the end of the movie, Shuang Yao silently tore off two pieces of paper and began to wipe her tears.
Feng Ning drank the yogurt without any pain.
Shuang Yao turned her head to look at her, her voice a little choked up, "Don't you think it's very touching?"
After taking a few sips of yogurt, Feng Ning asked, "What's so touching about it? That's it. It's not as touching as my love story."
"That's true. After all, being able to stay with Jiang Wen for ten years is quite touching."
So the topic turned to Jiang Wen again. Shuang Yao's expression suddenly became very lewd and she asked a few questions in a roundabout way.
Feng Ning pondered for a moment and said honestly, "I'm not sure."
"Why is it not clear?"
“I haven’t tried it.”
"You haven't tried it yet? ! ! Is that true?" After a moment of silence, Shuang Yao looked shocked.
"Really?" Feng Ning was puzzled. "What's with that expression on your face?"
The movie that had finished playing automatically skipped to the next one. Shuang Yao paused it with the remote control, threw away the pillow in her arms, and focused on chatting with Feng Ning. She was skeptical, "So you have always been... using other methods?"
Feng Ning said seriously: "Yes."
"Oh my god, I never thought you two could be so innocent. You're like elementary school students, so cool. Are you playing Plato??"
Shuang Yao was laughing the whole time, "So when do you plan to ask Jiang...?"
Feng Ning was very frank: "I don't think it matters about this kind of thing. If he wants to, why should I refuse?"
Shuang Yao, a veteran driver who has experienced many battles, talked with Feng Ning about more and more topics. While she was getting snacks, Feng Ning reached for the phone that was charging next to him, and just as he brought it to his face, he was hit by a blow.
—How to show that I am on a call? !
The call lasted for ten minutes. It was probably a mistake when she was charging. After unplugging the charging cable, Feng Ning put the phone to her ear and asked tentatively: "Hello?"
The background noise over there was very noisy, as if many people were talking. Feng Ning had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard Jiang Wen's voice.
I don't know who he whispered to, but he walked to a quieter place and said to the phone, "Feng Ning."
"You...you?" Feng Ning almost stuttered, "You have been listening the whole time?!"
Jiang Wen seemed to chuckle, "Yeah."
Feng Ning immediately thought of those inappropriate words just now, and felt like vomiting blood. "You just keep holding your phone? Aren't you tired?!"
"I was wearing headphones." Jiang Wen said, "I didn't want to listen." He paused and continued, "But I seemed to hear my own name."
“… … .”
She changed the subject abruptly: "What are you doing?"
"I had a drink with my grandfather."
"Then what?"
His voice deepened a few notches, "I kind of missed you."
In the evening, after Jiang Wen and his family finished their reunion dinner, his little niece ran over and climbed onto his lap, acting coquettishly.
Jiang Wen took out his phone, replied to a few New Year greetings, and opened WeChat.
More than an hour ago, Feng Ning sent him a message.
Jiang Wen sat on the sofa and watched cartoons with his niece for a while. After a while, he stood up, handed his niece to the servant, went upstairs to change clothes and came down.
Jiang Yuyun was leaning on the side and talking on the phone. Seeing her brother holding the car keys, she asked casually, "Where are you going so late?"
"Go find a friend."
"Looking for a friend?" Jiang Yuyun looked a little confused and confirmed again, "Now? On New Year's Eve?"
Jiang Wen hummed.
"Zhao is near them?"
"no."
After talking to someone on the way, Jiang Yuyun asked again: "Who else can you go to at this time?"
"My girlfriend."
Jiang Yuyun said, "Then go ahead." She said a few more words to her friend, and suddenly realized something was wrong, "—Wait!"
Jiang Wen had already reached the door.
Jiang Yuyun put away the phone and raised her voice: "Say it again, who are you looking for?"
Jiang Wen's expression was indifferent, "Girlfriend."
Feng Ning put his hands in his pockets and walked into the alley.
Standing at the gate of the yard, he took off his hat and was looking for his keys when he heard a deep voice.
He paused and turned his head unexpectedly.
Jiang Wen's figure emerged from the darkness, "Where have you been?"
Feng Ning pointed to the side and said, "I just went out for a walk."
Jiang Wen looked calm, "Your phone is not working."
"Really?" Feng Ning quickly took it out and looked at it. He pressed it twice, but the screen was still black. "It seems to be out of battery."
Feng Ning was a little uncertain: "Why are you here? Don't you have to spend the New Year's Eve with your family today?"
Jiang Wen was still standing there, "Didn't I say that?"
Feng Ning: “?”
He said lightly, "I missed you."
The night was dark, and the lights from the next yard shone on Jiang Wen in varying shades, lengthening his entire shadow.
Feng Ning walked over.
He let her hold her arms around his waist.
Maybe it was because of the cold, but Feng Ning couldn't smell Jiang Wen's scent. He was just like the snow in the cold winter, a little cold, light, and clean.
Feng Ning sighed with an ambiguous tone and exhaled, "It's so cold outside, let's go in."
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...
She took Jiang Wen up to the second floor. The room was heated and the temperature was very high. She took off her coat and only wore a long-sleeved shirt.
Feng Ning was a little thirsty, so he poured himself a glass of water, leaned on the edge of the table, tilted his head back and drank the water slowly.
Hearing the slight noise, she glanced at him while drinking.
Jiang Wen suddenly turned his head and looked away.
Feng Ning's lips slightly left the rim of the cup, "If you want to see me, then see me. See me openly."
Jiang Wen quickly turned back and asked, "Can't you drink water properly?"
Feng Ning put down the cup and asked, "How did I offend you by drinking water?"
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...
I went to Shuangyao's house to get some snacks, and took some oranges and apples, and put out a fruit plate and brought it over. Feng Ning bent down and put the things on the small coffee table, "I don't have anything to treat you at home, so you just have to make do with this."
The TV was showing the Spring Festival Gala, but Jiang Wen didn't say anything. He was watching the skit very seriously.
She asked, "Will you come back later?"
Jiang Wen moved his gaze to her face and nodded.
Feng Ning thought to herself, "Aren't you just being hypocritical?" She found a blanket and covered herself with Jiang Wen, and the two of them just sat on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala.
Time passed by little by little, and before I knew it, it was twelve o'clock. The Lunar New Year was coming soon. Firecrackers had already started to explode outside.
Feng Ning was infected, jumped off the sofa, and excitedly stuck his head out to look up at the sky, "There will be fireworks soon!"
The TV hosts counted down together.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six... ... .
Feng Ning turned her head with a smile and saw Jiang Wen wearing a thin woolen sweater, leaning against the wardrobe next to him, just looking at her.
Feng Ning rushed over and tickled him, "Why aren't you smiling?"
She was restrained by Jiang Wen's hands.
At the same time, fireworks outside began to go off one after another. Feng Ning squinted his eyes and smiled, "Happy New Year, Jiang Wen!"
Jiang Wen curled his lips and said, "Happy New Year."
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Feng Ning suddenly grabbed his front, turned around, pushed him onto the sofa, and coaxed him, "Close your eyes, I'll give you a New Year's gift."
She brushed her lips against the shell of his ear and blew a breath.
Seduced, Jiang Wen slowly closed his eyes. Feng Ning continued to instruct: "Cross your hands and put them behind your back."
Jiang asked: “?”
Without any preparation, he felt the touch on his wrist, opened his eyes, and looked sideways—
His hands... were tied up by Feng Ning with a tie.
"What are you doing?"
Feng Ning didn't answer. He bent one leg and sat on Jiang Wen, looking at him intently. "Here's a New Year's gift for you."
She was so serious and so blatant.
Jiang Wen's body was as stiff as a sculpture, tense and forbearing. Every blood vessel in his body was aching and on the verge of bursting.
Then, she moved.
Feng Ning kissed his chin, then his lips, then the corners of his eyes, forehead, earlobes, and eyelashes.
Jiang Wenqing couldn't help but kiss her back.
Feng Ning pushed Jiang Wen onto the sofa, touched his forehead to his, and used his fingertips to outline Jiang Wen's facial features.
He reached out and pinched his ear again.
His ear bone was soft and felt very nice, so I pinched it twice.
Faintly, there were sounds of children playing and occasional firecrackers going off.
It feels like being isolated here.
The dim wall lamp added an indescribable charm. The duck-black hair fell on Feng Ning's cheek, and a little light was reflected in her eyes, which had a kind of breathtaking beauty.
Jiang Wen was silent for a while. When he spoke again, his voice was restrained and suppressed: "Let go of my hand."
She didn't let go.
But Feng Ning still underestimated Jiang Wen. It didn't take him long to untie his hands.
Feng Ning jumped back, looking a little nervous.
Jiang Wen rubbed his wrist and looked sideways at her.
When he was pinned down, Feng Ning was still a little unresponsive.
He took the initiative, hovering above her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is this your New Year's gift?"
After the initial panic, Feng Ning held her breath and quickly regained her composure. She looked at him without blinking.
Jiang Wen didn't make any extra movements, just looked at her, "Are you sure?"
Feng Ning was very calm and asked slowly, "What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"
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It's late at night.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Ning was picked up by Jiang Wen.
Going to the window, Jiang Wen lowered his head and kissed her eyes from behind, "Is the moon beautiful tonight?"
Feng Ning was held down by his hand, leaning against the window. She was dizzy and managed to say, "Beautiful."
The love born out of confinement is spreading.
The mist made the glass hazy, barely able to reflect the inseparable, entangled figures of two people.
Jiang Wen's index finger landed on the top of her lips, "How about I let you watch it all night?"