Ji Mingshu's clothes were stained with red wine, and she didn't get out of the car when Cen Sen went to buy ribs.
When Cen Sen came back, Ben Li drove all the way to Mingshui Mansion.
In the evening, the snow had stopped, and the sky was a grayish gray that was about to sink, and the light was dim. On the island in the middle of the lake, the trees and green plants are all covered in silver, and the street lights meander all the way, with a gentle halo. Ji Mingshu suddenly discovered that this was the first time she saw the Mingshui mansion under snow.
When he got home, Cen Sen walked towards the island in the kitchen with his supermarket shopping bags.
Ji Mingshu glanced at the red wine stains on his body, greeted him, and hurried upstairs to take a shower.
Before taking a bath, Ji Mingshu stood in front of the wardrobe where the pajamas were placed and struggled for a full five minutes.
From time to time, she picked one and gestured at herself, but she was not satisfied. The goose yellow is too young, the wine red is too sexy, the pajamas that cover hands and feet are too conservative, and the lace skirt is too impatient to be delivered to the door, and it is not reserved at all.
After thinking about it, she picked out a few photos and sent them to the group to ask Jiang Chun and Gu Kaiyang to help her as advisers.
Gu Kaiyang was still in the state of playing dead, Jiang Chun gave his reply immediately.
Jiang Chun: [The green one is nice, but why are you asking this? Do you want to have a pajama party? I want to go anytime!]
Ji Mingshu directly ignored the second half of her sentence, [How can there be any green?]
Jiang Chun: [The second picture is not green?]
Ji Mingshu: [...it's obviously smog blue, so you're colorblind.]
Ji Mingshu: [Forget it, I'm really crazy to ask your opinion.]
Jiang Chun: [weak, pitiful and helpless.jpg]
Somehow, the two started a daily emoji battle again. During the emoji battle, Jiang Chun finally noticed something was wrong—the background in Ji Mingshu's picture was so tall, it was obviously not Gu Kaiyang's pigeon nest!
She asked a few more questions, but Ji Mingshu talked about him from left to right, but didn't give a positive answer.
Gu Kaiyang has been silently watching the screen, but now he finally couldn't help it and made a fuss.
Gu Kaiyang: [It doesn't matter what you wear, you have to take it off anyway.]
The chat group was caught off guard and fell silent.
Thirty seconds later, Jiang Chun started swiping the screen.
Jiang Chun: [Wooooow, I'm just a simple little cute goose.]
Jiang Chun: [What did I do wrong to pollute my pure heart with you!]
Jiang Chun: [I suspect that you are engaging in pornography and already have evidence!]
…
Nobody paid any attention to her.
Gu Kaiyang turned his phone to silent mode after telling the truth, and set the group message to Do Not Disturb.
Ji Mingshu quickly dropped the phone, holding his blushing face to cool down.
It's strange, when Gu Kaiyang said that, the little deer in her heart seemed to be blind, slamming wildly at 360 degrees. She was really embarrassed to choose any more pajamas, so she hurriedly took one and rushed into the bathroom.
In fact, what Gu Kaiyang said seems to be correct...
No, what are you thinking!
She patted her face hard.
It's all Gu Kaiyang's fault! sin! Dirty!
Ji Mingshu: [Gu Kaiyang, you are dead!]
An hour later, the bathroom was steamy. After Ji Mingshu took a shower, she sat on a soft chair near the bathtub and rubbed her body lotion carefully. This body lotion had a very light camellia scent. She also applied the same scented essential oil to her hair, and let it loosen slightly after drying. Come on, the long and slightly curly black hair looks fluffy, soft, lazy and natural.
After tidying up, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and turned around, then nodded and gave herself a positive look. At the end, don't forget to apply a layer of fruit-flavored lip balm to yourself.
When she went downstairs, Cen Sen's meal had already reached the final stage.
The braised pork ribs are bright red in color, the pearl meatballs are moist and lovely, the boiled lettuce is verdant, and the aroma is tempting.
With her hands behind her back, she wandered around the dining table, then walked to the Nakajima platform with small steps to poke her head, and asked, "Is there any food left?"
Cen Sen wiped his knife and said, "There is also a tomato and egg soup, which is already ready and ready to serve."
"Then let me help you."
Ji Mingshu volunteered.
After staying at Gu Kaiyang's house for so long, she has also learned to do a little bit of things, at least now she will feel a little embarrassed knocking on the bowl and waiting to eat.
Cen Sen inserted the knife back to its original place, and said in a gentle voice, "No, I'll do it."
"Oh." Ji Mingshu nodded obediently, and then obediently stalked behind Cen Sen, following all the way to the dining table like a small tail.
In fact, Ji Mingshu is a restless person, and he also likes to have a lively meal, but Cen Sen eats well and doesn't like to talk. The two of them can only sit on both sides of the dining table at right angles to eat quietly, even the sound of chewing is very slight.
But you never know what pornographic waste is going on in a girl's mind when she's superficially quiet—for example, Ji Mingshu, who is nibbling on short ribs gracefully at the moment, but she can't stop fantasizing about exercising after dinner.
As she thought about it, the foot placed under the table unconsciously swayed twice, and it just so happened that it touched the inside of Cen Sen's calf.
She paused, biting the tip of her chopsticks and looking at Cen Sen.
Cen Sen also met her gaze with a calm expression. After a long while, he suddenly said, "Eat first."
...
Ji Mingshu was still tense, but when Cen Sen said this, her cheeks and neck quickly heated up. No, what does he mean? What does it mean to eat first? Does she look lustful
Ji Ming opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but he really didn't know where to start, and this person had done something with a guilty conscience, but he couldn't be justified. She was a little ashamed and angry, so she could only bury her face in the bowl and hurriedly finished the rice.
In fact, in the final analysis, it was Cen Sen who was wrong.
It was so obvious in the car, it gave people room to imagine, and when he got home, his painting style changed suddenly, and he became Liu Xiahui, who was in abstinence, and he still had the mind to clean up the dishes after finishing the meal. The bowls and chopsticks are still in the mood for video conferences!
Ji Mingshu squatted on the sofa in the movie hall and waited for a long time, feeling that his heart was getting old, and all charming thoughts disappeared with the passage of time and Cen Sen's lack of expression, and then his anger slowly increased.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, she suddenly stood up from the sofa, and ran straight into the study with bare feet.
In the study, Cen Sen was wearing a bluetooth headset and was summing up the final meeting. Suddenly the door was pushed open. He raised his eyes slightly, and heard Ji Mingshu angrily say, "I'm going to bed!"
—then turned around and left.
Cen Sen lightly pulled the corner of his lower lip, lowered his eyes again, and continued to summarize while facing the computer screen, but his speech speed was slightly faster, "The return on investment of this business is too low, and the space compression is only a matter of time..."
The participants all had a kind of... huh? Did you just hallucinate? It shouldn't be, how could I suddenly hear a female voice at the president's side? It's really strange—a myth.
Before this kind of myth ended, Cen Sen's speech came to an end, "That's it for today, everyone has worked hard."
Then, the screen went black.
Cen Sen took off his earphones and stood up, loosening his neck left and right.
When he walked to the door of the bedroom, he found that Ji Mingshu had locked the door with a vengeance. For some reason, he pulled the corner of his lower lip again.
After returning to the bedroom, Ji Mingshu hugged the pillow and sat cross-legged on the bed, waiting for the movement at the door. After waiting for three minutes, there was finally a slight sound at the door, it was not too late.
She continued to listen with her ears upright, but ten seconds passed, twenty seconds passed, thirty seconds passed... She also began to suspect that she had just hallucinated.
Unreasonable.
Why is there no sound.
She held back for a while but still couldn't hold back, moved the chair blocking the door, and quietly opened the door a crack.
The slit opened wider and wider, until finally her whole head was poked out, and there was no sign of anyone outside.
Ahhh, Cen Sen, that doggy man is a pig's hoof! Either she was hallucinating just now or this dead pig's hoof just gave up when he found out that the door couldn't be opened! No matter what kind of Cen Sen Sen must die! ! !
Ji Mingshu was so angry, it was obvious that two people ate short ribs, why was she the only one who was thinking of her! She slammed the door of the room with a "bang", and said cruel words in her heart: Since you are so careless about the ribs! Then you should never eat it! ! !
But the moment she slammed the door and turned around, she suddenly bumped into a cold embrace.
Her mind was blank, and her heart almost stopped in shock.
After recovering, she was still a little dazed, unable to speak clearly, "You...how did you come in? I was scared to death, you..."
She inadvertently caught a glimpse of the open door of the cloakroom behind her, and suddenly realized, did he expect to have today, so he went up to expand the cloakroom for her
Cen Sen never talked much on this matter, he only chuckled lightly. When Ji Mingshu was still babbling and couldn't stop, he had already pressed the person in his arms against the wall, with one hand propped by her ear, and the other He hugged her and silenced her voice.
The lights in the room were always brightly lit. Ji Mingshu tried to reach out to turn them off several times, but it was fine if she didn't turn them off. She also turned on the lights that were not turned on at first. Later, Cen Sen didn't give her any chance to turn off the lights, and changed them easily. a position.
Ji Mingshu had been away from home for a relatively long time this time, and Cen Sen had also spent so much time without it. Although it was not as good as the two years he went to Australia, for some reason, his endurance seemed to gradually decrease with age.
In the middle of the night, Mingshui Lake began to snow, and the sound of falling snow mixed with the sound of water in the bathroom, and it was difficult to distinguish each other for a while.
Ji Mingshu sat sullenly in the bathtub with his back to Cen Sen, and kept urging him to rinse his mouth. After urging her, she fanned the wind with her hands and covered her face with her hands. She hated herself for not learning how to hold her breath underwater when she was a child. Kung Fu.
Cen Sen was leaning against the sink, the white shirt he was wearing casually had a messy collar and the buttons were buttoned in the wrong place.
He lowered his eyes to look in Ji Mingshu's direction, chuckled silently, his eyes darkened inexplicably, the pad of his thumb slowly brushed across his lower lip, as if he still had something to say, and the pad of his index finger wiped back from the other side.