Su Jiu carefully observed Chuzheng's expression, but he was disappointed, Chuzheng still had no turbulence, as if what he said just now, to her, was as plain as asking her what to eat.
"Casual."
Su Jiu: "… "
Do you mean to agree? Or perfunctory him
"There is a room upstairs, choose it yourself." Chuzheng got up: "Good night."
Su Jiu hurriedly stood up: "I'm afraid, I sleep with you, I'm very good and don't move around."
"You don't move around?" This weak chicken was afraid that he had forgotten what he had done. Who gave him the courage to say that!
"..." Su Jiu remembered when he was filming the Celebrity Challenge before, he didn't even remember how he rolled over to her.
Su Jiu pestered Chuzheng, and Chuzheng got a headache from the noise. When he went upstairs, he put him in a room and locked it by the way.
Su Jiu knocked on the door and called her.
can not hear.
can not hear.
I can not hear.
Chuzheng went back to the room quickly after meditating.
Then came the calls that kept coming in, Chuzheng pinched him, and he should have taken his cell phone away! Pay attention next time!
[Su Jiu: There is no quilt in the room. ]
If the phone doesn't answer, Su Jiu sends text messages.
[Chuzheng: Impossible. ]
The weak chicken wants to lie to her, but there is no way!
[Su Jiu: Really not, look. ]
Su Jiu posted a picture, and there was indeed no quilt on the bed in the room.
Chuzheng thought for a while, and went out to Su Jiu's room. She opened the door, Su Jiu held his mobile phone, and stood at the door with a blank and helpless face.
Chuzheng snatched the phone and quickly closed the door: "Turn up the heating yourself, it won't die from cold."
Su Jiu stood dumbfounded in the room.
Is he locked up? !
He looked at the door, then at his empty hands—obviously.
He pressed his head against the door, with a frustrated look on his face.
no!
He didn't want to lock her up, why was he locked up instead
Su Jiu turned to look at the window. There is a platform under the window on this floor, which is the decoration of the overall design of the villa, but this platform is connected to the room next to it.
Su Jiu glanced down, and the quilt he threw down was lying alone in the snow.
The cold wind blew in from the window, biting cold.
-
Chuzheng came out of the bath and was about to go to sleep when there was a slight knocking sound from the window next to her.
The voice was exceptionally clear in a quiet environment.
Chuzheng fastened the straps of her pajamas and went over to open the curtains. Outside the window, Su Jiu was lying on her stomach.
Chuzheng: "… "I'm convinced! Looks like the window has to be locked!
She unlocked the window and opened the window, and the cold wind rushed in. Su Jiu's face was cold and ugly, and she looked at her pitifully.
The soft hair was ruffled by the wind, as if it had been ravaged by someone.
Chuzheng raised his hand and pressed his head: "You can tell me if you want to die."
I'd be happy to do it for you.
"I miss you."
Chuzheng pressed his head with a serious face, a little cold, not as comfortable as before.
"I'm about to fall." Su Jiu's hands trembled slightly, she was about to lose her footing, and she was still holding herself.
Chuzheng removed his hand from his head as if nothing had happened, and stretched it out in front of him. Su Jiu immediately smiled and put his cold hand in her palm.
Chuzheng pulled him in with force, and Su Jiu, like an ice cube, fell into her arms like this. Chuzheng hugged him with one hand and closed the window.
Su Jiu was cold all over, his body trembled slightly, Chuzheng took him into the bathroom and let him take a bath with water.
"Aren't you going to drive me out?" Su Jiu asked her carefully, standing in front of the bathtub.
"I don't want the police to come to my house for tea tomorrow."
After Chuzheng finished speaking, he went out of the bathroom, the door of the bathroom was closed, Su Jiu leaned against the bathtub and laughed, he took off his clothes and went in to dispel the chill.
Chuzheng stood in front of the window and looked down. Unsurprisingly, he saw the quilt in the snow, with fresh snow falling on it, and it was estimated that he would not be able to see it tomorrow morning.
She stood silently for nearly a minute, drew the curtains, and went back to the bed to lie on her side and read the New Year's greetings from other people on the phone.
Just when she could see God, the warm body hugged her from behind, and the youthful voice sounded: "Mr. Gu, Happy New Year."
Chuzheng rolled over and pushed his hand away, but the boy slipped into her arms.
Chuzheng: "… "
"Good night, Mr. Gu."
Chuzheng held the phone, paused for nearly three seconds, and put his palm on the boy's head, for the sake of his head...
never mind.
If you don't care about weak chickens, you seem to have no tolerance.
Chuzheng comforted herself and continued to look at her mobile phone. The young man breathed gently, put his hand on her waist, and slept very well.
If this is a girl, she must be innocent.
Pity…
-
Su Jiu was awakened by the sound of firecrackers. Firecrackers are not allowed in the city, but there are always people who follow the customs handed down for thousands of years.
Chuzheng was also disturbed by the sound, so he pulled the quilt to cover his head, trying to block the annoying sound.
Don't let me sleep well, don't be annoying!
Su Jiu took the person into his arms amusingly, raised his hand to cover her ears.
The voices outside gradually stopped, Su Jiu glanced into his arms, the girl closed her eyes and pressed against his chest.
Su Jiu's breathing froze slightly, her fingers slipped from her ears to her cheeks, and stopped at the corners of her mouth.
He loosened up a bit, lowered his head slowly, the tip of his nose touched the tip of the girl's nose, his breath blended, and his lips were only two centimeters apart.
thumping—
Su Jiu heard her heart beating fast.
Su Jiu looked at the person who was close at hand, her heart swayed, she closed her eyes, and pressed her pink lips.
It was as soft as he imagined, like cotton, and the fragrance unique to girls invaded his brain, and every pore seemed to tremble.
Su Jiu only dared to steal a kiss, like a thief who was a thief, he quickly withdrew, his heart was beating like thunder, and he didn't even dare to look at the person in his arms.
He didn't know when Chuzheng would wake up, so he hugged her and lay down for a while before getting up and going downstairs.
When Chuzheng got up, Su Jiu had already made breakfast and was waiting for her.
"You don't have to do this." Chu Zheng said.
Su Jiu poured milk for her, and answered obediently, "I'm willing to make breakfast for you... Mr. Gu thinks I'm not good at cooking?"
He looked a little nervous, as if he was facing a major event in his life.
"… Good."
Su Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and sat opposite Chuzheng.
When Chuzheng was swiping her phone, her news from Aite kept popping up.
This kind of situation happened often, Chuzheng didn't care. Who knew that when he was pointing, he accidentally clicked to the top of the screen and clicked in at once.
Chuzheng's fingers paused slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the opposite side.
"Su wine?"
Su Jiu raised her head and smiled at her.
"You sent this?" Chuzheng turned the phone to him.
On the screen of the mobile phone, there is a micro-blog with pictures and texts.
Su wine V: New Year's gift. [picture]
The picture is of hands shaking, Chuzheng can still recognize her claws, she doesn't remember this photo, it must have been taken secretly by Su Jiu this morning.
Su Jiu stood up abruptly, and looked for his mobile phone in a panic: "I... I'll delete it."
Chuzheng looked at him for a few seconds, then dropped the phone and said, "Forget it."
It has been posted for so long, and the screenshot of the screenshot has been taken a long time ago. What's the use of deleting it, it is unnecessary.