"But," she rolled her eyes, "Listen to what you mean, want to dig into the corner?"
"Haha..." The man laughed loudly, his eyebrows and his eyes were domineering, "What's wrong?"
Miao Miao shook his head: "Farewell, I want to be a loyal minister."
He frowned: "You plan to refuse without asking what the conditions are?"
"No matter what conditions, I can't agree to it." With regard to Shen Hou's affairs, she was too firm, maintained thoroughly, and followed willingly.
Shen Chunhang was dumb for a while.
He couldn't understand Miao Miao's "stubbornness", just as Miao Miao couldn't understand his "practice" at the moment.
"You... Are you kidding me?"
The man's lips curled up, and his hands spread out: "What should I do, you can see through it?"
Miao Miao breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, "I'll just say..."
With her feet stumbling, Shen Chunhang stepped forward. She stood firmly on the wall and smiled while waving her hands: "It's okay. It's just that the stamina is a little bit on the head, dizzy..."
"Come and sit down."
"Now, what time is it? I should go back..." As he said, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Shen Chunhang hurriedly stopped the person: "Are you sure you can go back like this now?"
"Yes!" Miao Miao nodded, and the next second, he ran into a wall of flesh.
Uh…
"Didn't I go there? Why did I come back again?" The expression was stunned.
The corner of the man's mouth twitched: "You are already dizzy."
"Am I dizzy?" Miao Miao blinked, then grinned, "No!"
"..."
She reached out and poked the "obstacle" that blocked the way in front of her eyes: "Why is the wall soft?"
Shen Chunhang: "... Because this is my breast."
"Chest?!" Miao Miao gasped.
Just when Shen Chunhang thought she was going to be too ashamed to be more shy, this Nizi suddenly said—
"It's too hard?!"
It makes people dumbfounding in an instant.
But before it was over, she pointed to Shen Chunhang, and gestured to her chest, and finally came to the conclusion: "It's not as good as mine."
"... Got, drunk."
Still so drunk!
Miao Miao said that she didn't. Maybe she was able to stay awake at first, but as time went by, Jiujin started to get out of control.
Shen Chunhang sighed helplessly, and dragged her to the sofa to sit down, "Be good, don't move."
After speaking, got up and walked to the kitchen.
Just listened to the sound of ping-pong-pong. Five minutes later, he came out of it with a cup of warm water, and the cup was still hot.
The next second, the footsteps stopped.
Because there is no woman on the sofa.
Shen Chunhang's first reaction was to look at the window. It was very good, and it was closed tightly, so there was no possibility of turning it out.
Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at the hallway, the high heels were still there, neatly placed.
Finally found the man in the bedroom.
Even when drunk, the woman's sleeping posture is incredibly well-behaved, with her legs close together and lying flat, one hand on the side and the other on her abdomen, sleeping peacefully.
Shen Chunhang thought about waking people up, opened his mouth, but made no sound.
With a light sigh, he walked to the bed and pulled the quilt to cover her.
He went into the bathroom again, twisted a hot towel and held it in his hand, walked to the head of the bed, half-bowed to wipe the woman's face and hands.
Throughout the process, the movements are gentle and the eyes are focused, as if wiping a treasure.
After Shen Chunhang finished, he didn't rush to put the towels, but sat on the side of the bed and stared at the quietly sleeping woman under the light.
The cheeks were dyed light pink by drunkenness, and the lips were slightly closed, as if soaked in water, silently conveying sex.
Shen Chunhang seemed to stare blankly.
The ghost drew closer, his Adam's apple moved lightly because of anxiety, and it seemed to be hungry and thirsty and swallowed subconsciously.
Slow breathing and thunderous heartbeat.
In the end, the man's fiery kiss fell on the woman's delicate lips, sweetly wrapped in the aroma of the wine, as if he wanted his soul to go away.
At the moment of intimate contact, Shen Chunhang was shocked.
The blurred eyes suddenly returned to Qingming, but he did not back away for the first time, but kept kissing, and even planned to go deeper.
But under the woman's frowning movement, all her sanity was recovered.
Shen Chunhang laughed at himself. When did he start to be a thief
…
Early in the morning, the sky was bright.
Miaomiao was awakened by his biological clock, and looking at the strange ceiling, his brain lags for a moment.
It took a long time to realize that this is not my home.
Sit up, lift the quilt, get out of bed, look at the slippers by the feet, the memory instantly returns to the cage.
Is she here... Principal Shen's house? !
Also, a good night's sleep? !
Miao Miao's whole body was messy, and she got into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water before she woke up completely.
When I went out to the living room, I ran into a collision with Shen Chunhang who was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
His eyes were facing each other, the man was so busy, and the woman looked embarrassed.
"I am sorry… "
"wake up?"
The two spoke at the same time.
Shen Chunhang: "Excuse me?"
Miao Miao: "I... caused you trouble last night."
"No trouble."
Miao Miao always felt that he was saying something ironic when he met the man's smirking eyes.
Suddenly, his scalp tightened: "I haven't done anything bad, or said something strange?"
"What is a'bad thing'?"
"Drunk crazy..."
"Not really," the man rubbed his chin. "What about'strange words'?"
Miao Miao gritted his teeth: "It's just nonsense."
This time, Shen Chunhang was silent, as if thinking about something.
Miao Miao snorted in his heart.
After a while, she heard the man yo-yo say: "... It's something."
The apex of the heart trembled, inexplicably faint: "What, what?"
"Come here and I'll tell you."
Miao Miao walked over.
Shen Chunhang moved to the side to make room: "Sit."
"What the hell did I say?" Cautiously.
"You said—" The man stretched the tone, without any hint, suddenly leaned in close, "You have liked me for a long time, and want to be my girlfriend."
"Impossible!" Miao Miao was scalded to his butt, and sat up with a flick, almost touching the man's chin in a panic.
Shen Chunhang also stood up, not allowing her to escape: "You still said that you want to grow old with me and never give up. That request shouldn't be wasted by taking a few photos, it should be..."
The man had a meal.
Miaomiao felt that she had stopped breathing.
"You should let me be your boyfriend and eat your cooking for the rest of my life."
"... You lied to me!" There was no embarrassment and embarrassment in the woman's eyes, only a puzzle and absurdity.
Shen Chunhang approached, his eyes darkened: "You are telling me, why did I lie to you?"
Miaomiao was dumb, but still insisted: "I don't know how to say that, even if I'm drunk."
"So confident? Why?"
"How can you talk about things that you haven't thought about? Drunken talks are usually vented when you are awake and dare not say, or endure emotions that cannot be said. I can't even have this kind of thought, so how can I treat it as such? Speak out drunk?"
"What do you mean by'this kind of thought is impossible'?"
Miao Miao: "You are a teacher, an elder, a male god, and the object of my admiration. Only when I am crazy can I have those messy thoughts!"
In her eyes, Shen Chunhang should have been aloof, but she was just an ordinary person crawling at the feet of the Buddha. The Buddha's mercy would be unconditionally spread to the world, but he would not look down for one of them.
Once "people" covet the "Buddha", then this is blasphemy, a sin, and an unforgivable fault!
"Messy?" The man's ending sounded up, and he burst into a smile, "You look at me too high, and you too underestimate yourself."
"?" What do you mean
"I have been your teacher, but I am far from being an elder; I am not a male god, just an ordinary man."
Miao Miao didn't understand why he said these things: "You..."
"So, don't think of me as an unattainable flower of the mountain, you can have'this kind of thought', or you can have'those messy thoughts'," every time he said, he took a step closer, "understand?"
In the end, Miao Miao couldn't retreat and was forced into a corner by him. He was enveloped in Shen Chunhang's powerful aggressive aura.
His eyes were dumbfounded, and his ears buzzed.
I can’t accept and don’t want to accept what’s happening right now.
like…
Something collapsed from her impression, peeling off the shell bit by bit, and finally changed beyond recognition.
"No... it's not like this..."
She murmured and kept shaking her head repeatedly.
Shen Chunhang did not give her the slightest chance to buffer or escape: "Don't tell me, your care and care are all daily good deeds. Your gentleness and smile are all compassion and charity. Girl, there is no one in the world who is good to anyone. There is always a purpose and a mind in what it should be, not trying to return, but I saw it, and you chose to deceive yourself."
"... What is my purpose?" She opened her mouth, her voice as soft as fluttering.
I don't know if I am asking him or myself.
The man saw the blur and blankness on her face, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of distress.
If he could, he didn't want to force her, but after a whole night of consideration, he didn't want to wait any longer.
Because what to do next will probably make them miss it for a long time, or even impossible. It is always necessary to let her know and understand that her worship and dedication have not been disappointed...
Shen Chunhang spurned his selfishness, but couldn't help but do so.
"So," he looked at her with an almost pious focus, "Do you want those'thoughts' and'messy thoughts' to become reality? Maybe I can help you."
After all, Shen Chunhang did not get the answer he wanted, because Miao Miao... ran away.
He was pushed and staggered, and when he reacted, the door had been closed, and the woman had already fled.
On the upper lip of the bitter smile, he sighed in a low voice, "Shen Chunhang, you also have today..."
Miaomiao was frightened this weekend. Perhaps it was a sequelae of drunkenness. After she left the apartment, she went home and fell asleep on the bed. She woke up in the middle of the moon.
Everything that happened before seemed like a bizarre dream.
In the dream, she herself changed shape, Shen Chunhang also changed, the plot slid to another track completely uncontrollably.
Until now, she did not dare to recall the scene at that time, and the deep meaning behind every man's words.
I don't dare to touch it, and I get a headache.
The next day, Monday.
Miao Miao clocked in to work as usual.
Hurry up to tidy up the desk before Shen Hou arrives, calculate the time to brew a cup of hot jasmine tea, then take the itinerary, stand at the elevator entrance, and wait quietly.
At eight o'clock exactly, the presidential ladder opens.
Ding-
One more three thousand words come first, and two more tomorrow during the day