Troubled by a cold, Lu Yin hasn't had a good rest these days, probably due to the effect of the medicine, she slept very deeply last night.
The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn tightly, and the first ray of dawn penetrated the dawn and just shone on her face. Lu Yin frowned, feeling that her body was extremely heavy. On the skin, there is no thread.
She moved uncomfortably, her eyes drooped, and she found the heavy culprit. A thick arm crossed her chest, and her palms were pressed back under the quilt, in a half-prone position. The legs also lost their freedom, and the fabric of the jeans was vaguely seen, straddling the snow-white quilt. The top of his head was pressed hard by an inch, which was his chin.
She is like a pillow of human flesh, imprisoned under the opponent.
Lu Yin suddenly felt difficult to breathe, turned his head sideways, and bumped into his broad chest, where his breathing was gentle.
Her chest was stagnant, and her head was much clearer. Last night's experience became fragments, which popped out compactly. Everything was under the sun, and she realized that she was in an embarrassing situation.
With difficulty, she pulled out one hand, leaned down, and threw the pajamas he had taken off on the floor not far away, while holding the blanket tightly with the other hand to prevent her from getting naked. Lu Yin moved carefully, lest disturbing people's slumber, her bare arms were long and slender, her wrist bones were small and cute, her pink fingertips moved back and forth twice, and she was only a few millimeters away from her clothes.
His chest tightened suddenly, and he was dragged back to the bed when he failed. Lu Yin exclaimed, this time the back was leaning against his chest, which was different from under the quilt, with the heat of body temperature.
Lu Qiang closed his eyes and probed her forehead first: "The fever is gone."
The tone of voice was slow, soft and terrifying.
Lu Yin clenched the quilt on her chest, thankfully she turned her back at this moment and didn't have to face him.
After saying this, there was no sound behind her, she held her breath, the wall clock in the living room swayed regularly, the uncle next door was playing with birds on the balcony, and there were loud dogs barking downstairs... The breath above her head calmed down again, Lu Yin blinked, and after It took half a moment before he dared to continue the previous action.
Lu Qiang squeezed her through the quilt: "Don't move around, what are you doing?"
He didn't fall asleep, Lu Yin buried her mouth in the quilt: "I'm going to the kitchen, I'm a little hungry."
"Didn't you eat last night?"
Lu Yin gave a soft "hmm".
He still closed his eyes: "What do you want to eat?"
"... porridge and side dishes."
"I'll go," Lu Qiang rubbed his chin on the top of her head: "Wait for me."
Lu Yin didn't move, and lay quietly on the bed with him. The neighbor uncle finished playing with the birds, and then hung his voice in the house again, and could faintly hear the radio's "Zizi" sound; a little boy lived upstairs, who was mischievous early in the morning, and the whole roof was shaking when he jumped. In the big meeting, there was the sound of crying.
The sun is rising, higher than the one just hung, and the curtains are warm yellow, illuminating the whole room brightly. Lu Yin stretched out her fingertips, touched the ray of naked sunlight, moved her fingers, and there were fine dust dancing and jumping.
Everything started alive…
Lu Qiang said suddenly: "Your house is too noisy, so there is no sound insulation."
Lu Yin didn't answer, he didn't know what to think, and laughed softly in his nasal cavity.
Lu Yin moved: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's okay, I'm going to cook porridge." He finally opened his eyes, and saw a large piece of sunlight shining on her back, so white it was unreal, Lu Qiang narrowed his eyes, paused, and lightly pecked on her delicate skin , Lu Yin trembled, he didn't make any other movements, and helped her cover the quilt: "Shut up for a while, why don't you get up and take a shower."
...
Lu Qiang found half a bowl of rice in the refrigerator. He doesn't know how to make complicated things. It's not difficult to cook porridge, so he mixes some water, puts the pot on the gas, washes the egg skins, and throws two eggs into the pot. There were still some refrigerated dried radishes and spicy cabbage in the refrigerator. He picked some out with chopsticks and put them on a plate.
Glancing to the side, there were several plastic bags on the chopping board, and the fast food boxes inside were neat and unmoved. In an instant, Lu Qiang finally remembered who the person who delivered the food was.
He had seen it at the door of Du Hua's clothing factory. It was raining that day, and as he watched Lu Yin enter the factory, a man broke in suddenly. He wore a blue shirt, black trousers, and a black umbrella to help her cover the wind and rain...
Lu Yin came out of the bathroom, with a towel on her shoulders, and slowly rubbed the ends of her hair. The man in the kitchen stood with his back, propped his hips with one hand, stirred the bottom of the pot with one hand, lowered his head, and looked extremely serious and cautious. There was hot air in front of him, the glass was covered with a thin layer of mist, and the tall figure was strong and warm.
Lu Yin couldn't help but stop, she bit her lower lip: "Let me do it."
He paused: "Why don't you make a sound when you walk?"
Lu Yin stuck out the tip of her tongue and put down the towel: "I'll come, you go wash too."
Lu Qiang put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but look at her more. She had taken a bath, her cheeks were white and bright, and she was almost the same as the sloppy ghost last night. There were drops of water on the tips of her hair, and a small piece of her shoulder was soaked.
He raised his hand and patted her on the forehead, and turned to wash up.
There are brand new toothbrushes and towels in front of the mirror in the bathroom, all of which are clean and light yellow, which echoes her style and is not specially prepared for him. Lu Qiang snorted coldly, and squeezed some toothpaste reluctantly...
After washing up, Lu Yin had brought the food to the table, there wasn't much porridge, she only filled half a bowl for herself.
Lu Qiang gave her the big bowl: "You eat, I'll eat something else."
"There's nothing else in the house."
He ridiculed: "It was given by your ordinary colleague."
Lu Yin hasn't had much appetite recently, and she hasn't eaten well all the time. Now that she smells that greasy smell, she feels a little ready to move.
She stretched her chopsticks forward, but Lu Qiang knocked her chopsticks off before she could touch her: "Go and drink your porridge."
"...I want to eat a piece of meat."
Lu Qiang snorted, not relenting: "That colleague of yours is brainless. He knows he has a cold and is sick, so why don't you send this rubbish?"
Lu Yin pursed her lips, and heard that he didn't mind the food itself, and felt that his mind was out of proportion to his figure.
Lu Yin remained calm and nodded intelligently.
He glanced at her, finally satisfied, picked up the boiled egg next to him, and peeled off the shell, "It's better than meat."
"..."
The two finished their meal quietly, and Lu Qiang instructed: "Take another cold medicine later, don't go out and run around if you have nothing to do, and wait for the gas to be changed." He sat on the sofa for a while, thought of something, and asked her : "Do you have a driver's license?"
Lu Yin was tidying up the table: "Yes."
"rest tomorrow?"
"… Um."
"Then go out with me... bring your ID."
Lu Yin looked at him puzzled, and he stood up, "Let's go, change to Lao Li." After sending it to the door, Lu Qiang paused, turned around and pinched her chin, raising his eyebrows: "Are we reconciled?"
Lu Yin hesitated for a moment, then gave a low "hmm".
This syllable was soft and soft, like a breeze, sent to his ears, Lu Qiang couldn't help laughing, pulled her waist into his arms, kissed her lips fiercely, tossed and turned, sucking every inch of her mouth, Until Lu Yin's body became weak, she couldn't help taking a deep breath.
Lu Qiang put her down and bit his soft lips: "... I'll stay with you for a few more days."
***
Lu Qiang was in a good mood all day.
Seeing Lao Li, I changed shifts with him tomorrow. At night, I received a call from the owner, saying that the water pipe in the house burst.
Lu Qiang asked the building number and went to repair it with tools.
The owner lives in front of Lu Yin's house, separated by a community garden. This place was first built by southerners, and the balcony is open-air and spanned. Zhangzhou is cold in winter, and this kind of balcony is not suitable. Some residents find someone to seal it up, and some keep it as it is.
Lu Yin's building basically didn't seal off a few households, and kept the original appearance of the building, only the windows and doors were closed, and it was lifeless. There is a floating scene, a few light-colored clothes and pants are hung on a balcony on the third floor, someone is wearing thin clothes, with low hair, and hurried back to the room after hanging up the clothes and shrinking their shoulders.
Lu Qiang looked away, wondering if he saw him.
The owner who applied for repairs lived on the fifth floor. He knocked on the door a few times, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry. After waiting for a while, the door opened slowly. Before he saw anyone, a scent of rosemary came over his face.
Lu Qiang frowned subconsciously, and when he looked up, it was the owner surnamed Zhang.
He couldn't help snorting coldly: "The water pipe is broken?"
The surname Zhang was wearing an apricot-colored silk nightgown, and a thin knitted cardigan over it. Her chest was exposed, and the ravine was unobstructed.
She lazily leaned against the back wall, winking like silk: "Looks like I'm going to trouble Brother Security."
Lu Qiang said: "It's out of the question, it's a matter of business."
Seeing him come in, Zhang surnamed closed the door tightly.
Lu Qiang stood in the living room: "Where is it broken?"
"In the bathroom."
The layout of this room is different from that of Lu Yin's house, with two bedrooms and one living room, facing the sun from all sides, and the bathroom is at the corner. It is obviously my own house, the walls and floors are decorated with red, purple and purple, the sky outside is dark, lotus-colored gauze curtains are drawn in front of the windows, a very warm floor lamp is turned on next to the sofa, there are bead curtains and carpets, I don’t know if I entered Pansi hole.
Lu Qiang glanced slightly and found the bathroom. He didn't see a burst pipe or a waterfall filling the sky. There was a bathtub next to it, which was filled with hot water, and the heat was smoky.
Lu Qiang glanced at her: "Are you kidding me?"
Zhang surnamed skillfully pointed: "How dare you! Isn't the nozzle dripping water? The water flow in the bath is small, and it can't be closed tightly." She paused, and stood up straight: "I'm about to take a bath."
Lu Qiang hated walking in, avoiding physical contact. The breasts are quite huge and drooping invisible. In the past, he might have been interested in giving it a try, but now his aesthetics has been subverted by Lu Yin, and it feels disgusting to look at.
Wanting to perfunctory a few times, he retreated, and suddenly a boneless body was attached to his back, "Brother Security, are you hot?"
The sound is extremely tired.
Lu Qiang turned around, the coat on her body had been taken off, and a thin belt was barely hanging on her shoulder.
Before waiting for a reaction, she stretched out her hand and squeezed his crotch. Lu Qiang grabbed it violently and pulled him roughly in front of her eyes. Zhang surname was taken aback.
"What, are you hot?"
She liked his rudeness and toughness, and instead of retreating, she said close to him: "My house is facing the sun, absorbing the sunshine of the day, how can I not be hot?" As she spoke, she slid her other hand from his chest to his shoulder, and put the coat on his back. Pushing away from both sides, he tentatively said, "Take off your clothes!"
"I'm not hot," Lu Qiang shook off her hand, "I see you're quite hot, help me?"
Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows. Hearing what he said, he felt that the matter was half done, and excitedly looked forward to the moment when the fabric on his body would be torn.
Unexpectedly, Lu Qiang turned back and turned on the water valve. Zhang surnamed screamed, and the cold rain poured down on his head. He held the nozzle in his hand and forced her to the corner of the bathtub and the wall.
He gritted his teeth and sneered: "Is it still hot?"
"You lunatic," Zhang surnamed hugged his head to hide: "Stop... stop quickly, it's freezing..."
"It's cold again? It's really difficult to serve," Lu Qiang threw the shower head, "Then I'll help you." After speaking, he threw her into the bathtub without mercy.
Regardless of the pain in the body, it was extremely cold at first, and hot water was poured in instantly, and the skin was stinging like being fried, and the water splashed all over the floor. She drank a few mouthfuls of bath water and coughed non-stop.
Lu Qiang stepped on the edge of the bathtub with one foot, condescending: "Are you still fussing?"
Through the water mist, the man above has a sinister and vicious expression, an extremely cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and a faint glowing scar on his forehead. He is not an ordinary character.
Lu Qiang said: "In the future, I will take a detour and take away all your abilities. It won't work with me." He glanced at her: "Enjoy slowly."
He picked up the toolbox by the door, and the moment he closed the door, there was still clamor in the room,
"I will sue you!"
"Stinky migrant workers, country bumpkins, wear a piece of human skin..."
The door slammed shut with a "bang", Lu Qiang walked out of the building, looked down, his trouser legs were wet, and a good day ruined her hand.
He stood there for a while, finished smoking half a cigarette, and the third floor opposite was covered with clothes and trousers, twice as many as when he entered. They were all light-colored clothes, like hers, clean and pure white.
Lu Qiang pulled the corner of his lips, and suddenly he was in a good mood.
...
On the second day, Lu Qiang waited for her directly at the bus stop.
Lu Yin saw him from afar, and he was dressed very handsomely today, a short black jacket paired with a pair of sweatpants with narrow legs, and a pair of casual shoes underneath, which is a very rare outfit for him. As if he had tidied it up specially, his chin was clean, slightly blue, and even his hair was very clean, black and glossy.
Lu Yin secretly looked at him.
He seemed extremely impatient, frowning: "What are you looking at?"
Lu Yin looked away and coughed: "Where are we going today?"
Lu Qiang asked, "Have you brought your ID?"
She nodded dully, and asked doubtfully, "What do you want me to bring my ID for?"
He didn't answer, a bus came from a distance, he tugged at her sleeve: "Follow."
The place where the two lived was slightly in the suburbs. This bus was heading towards the outer ring. After a few stops, Lu Qiang dragged her off the bus.
There are few people, there are spacious shops on both sides of the road, and there are not many people coming in and out.
Lu Yin was surprised: "You want to buy a car?"
Lu Qiang took her arm all the way forward, his palm slowly slid down the fabric, touched her palm, hesitated for a moment, then held it firmly.
Lu Yin only pursed her lips, lowered her head, and did not break free.
Lu Qiang asked casually: "Which brand do you like? Japanese or German?"
She vaguely guessed, and tightened her fingers: "Where did you get the money?"
Lu Qiang glanced at her: "I told you, I have plenty of money, but you still don't believe me."
She stopped and grabbed his arm, insisting on an explanation.
Lu Qiang had no choice but to tell the truth: "I fished it before I went in, but the police didn't find out."
"Unlawful?"
He snorted coldly: "I don't know if it's illegal or not. Anyway, I earned it back by working hard...why, you still want me to donate it?" He put his arms around her waist instead, and said close to her, "This money is from my wife. Bener, if I want to give up, there is no play."
Lu Yin blushed, tilted her head, and lightly pinched his waist.
Lu Qiang jumped up: "Fuck..."
In the end, I chose the German-made Volkswagen, a white Bora, a brand new automatic transmission, and it is not expensive for hundreds of thousands.
After a test drive, I picked up the naked car directly.
Lu Yin was sitting in the driver's seat, the interior of the car was filled with the smell of brand new leather, she still had a sense of uneasiness and illusion.
Lu Qiang said: "I have a car under my name as soon as I come out with this identity, and I am suspected by others. What's more, my driver's license has long been invalidated, so I can only buy it with your ID." He turned his head: "The car is still mine, so I will borrow you to drive open."
Lu Yin is not a child, knowing that he wants her to accept it with peace of mind, she said in a muffled voice, "You don't need to borrow it."
Lu Qiang said: "In the future, you will drive to and from get off work...it will be more convenient than taking a colleague's car."
After a few seconds of silence in the car, Lu Yin let out a "poof" laugh.
Lu Qiang bluffed her: "What are you laughing at?"
"… without."
He patted her on the head: "drive your car."
A figure flickered outside the window, and Lu Qiang saw a familiar face, but it was not an important person, so he didn't worry about it.
The car drove onto the road and gradually merged into the bustling traffic.
Wearing a black suit surnamed Zhang, he grabbed the colleague next to him, "Was that your guest just now?"
"ah."
"what is it call?"
The colleague said: "The client is confidential, and it is forbidden to leak."
"Don't do this with my old lady, hurry up."
The colleague laughed: "It's called Lu Yin."
Zhang surnamed "tsk": "Ask that man."
"It seems that the woman calls him something strong."
"Lu Qiang?"
"Ah, that's right, that's the name, hey Xiao Zhang, why are you asking this?"
The surname Zhang didn't answer, he gritted his teeth looking at the direction where the car disappeared, the insult yesterday was vivid in his memory, just a quick glance, it was really him.
I have always wondered that the other party is not up to date, but it turns out that he already has a concubine.
...
The two went out for a day with a temporary license and had dinner near the community at night.
Lu Yin was just recovering from a serious illness, but she wanted to eat some meat.
Lu Qiang didn't let her go, but he ate the porridge and side dishes for her, his lips were oily.
Real visual torture.
After eating, Lu Qiang didn't get in the car, and pinched her cheek: "I'll go back."
After thinking about it for a while, Lu Yin knew his intention. Pulling the temples: "Come on, let's go in together."
"I digest food."
"Actually..." As soon as she said two words, Lu Qiang waved his hand and walked towards the community first. She looked at his back and silently finished the second half of the sentence: "... I don't mind anymore."
Lu Qiang didn't hear it, walked for two minutes and turned a corner.
The gate of the community is close in front of you, and the gate is dim, but you can see a circle of people surrounded by darkness.