The frozen snow-capped mountains and bone-chilling cold surrounded Ye Zhenzhen. During the breath, coldness enters the abdomen and travels in the lungs.
She stood up and silently retreated to the room. Finally, she couldn't help but look back at Wen Baijing.
The whole world was filled with Wen Baijing's breath. She was surrounded by that breath, blending into the cold pines and cypresses.
Lying back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, maybe it was just a dream.
She couldn't figure out many things, and the joy of reunion quickly cooled down before it boiled over. She had thought about many possibilities, and even to her death she never imagined that it would be like this.
The rustling footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Ye Zhenzhen lowered her eyelashes in panic.
Wen Baijing approached slowly. The strong smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of alcohol made her lips tremble unconsciously.
Wen Baijing caressed her cheek, lifted her chin, leaned down, and covered her soft lips. Kissing from her upper lip to her slightly red and swollen lower lip, Wen Baijing paused, feeling a little distressed and remorseful.
A moment later, Wen Baijing began to plunder even more unscrupulously.
She raised her head, her swan-like neck stained crimson.
Wen Baijing's low and hoarse breath rushed into her ears, "Have you...ever thought about me?"
She bit her lips, closed her eyes tightly, and turned away Go face.
Wen Baijing clamped her jaw and kissed her almost crazily. He just wanted to punish her.
He suddenly felt bored, and after the joy, there was only endless emptiness. He buried his head in Ye Zhenzhen's neck, "Have you never thought about me?"
Wuya's frustration filled Wen Baijing, who originally just pitied Ye Zhenzhen and wanted to Protect her romance.
Wen Baijing pushed away the broken hair from her face and said helplessly: "Why are you so stubborn..."
She never said a word, and her lips trembled uncontrollably. .
The autumn moon shines like snow on the mirror water at night.
Wen Baijing didn't even dare to say to her: Ye Zhenzhen, I like you. Those words were too serious. Ye Zhenzhen, a fool, would take them seriously.
There was a ball of cotton stuck in his throat, which made Wen Baijing feel chest tight and short of breath. Many unspeakable emotions turned into a hoarse, "I'm sorry."
Wen Baijing hugged Ye Zhenzhen tightly, almost crushing her into his body. Her nose is full of her breath, with the faint milky fragrance unique to young girls.
He pushed Ye Zhenzhen's head into his arms and rubbed the top of her head with his chin.
It's good to hold her like this.
"Let me go."
The person in his arms tweeted to Bai Jing desperately, his voice without any warmth.
Wen Baijing's pity just rose, but it was stung by Ye Zhenzhen's cold voice.
"Mr. Wen, please let me go."
Wen Baijing looked at her blankly, and suddenly let go of his hands. Why are they so unfamiliar with each other?
After escaping from the suffocating embrace and standing under the shower, countless fine needles pricked the delicate skin, causing a burning pain that continued to spread.
Bastard!
"What did you call me just now?"
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Wen Bai Jing's frosty face. The bottomless black pool in his eyes burst into flames.
Her foot slipped and she subconsciously reached out to grab him.
In an instant, the world fell with Ye Zhenzhen.
Wen Baijing grabbed her waist and drizzled water on her face.
She was in a daze. In the ancient town, Wen Baijing had hugged her like this, and the drizzle of that day fell on her face again.
Looking up at Wen Baijing's stern face, his sexy Adam's apple rolled gently, Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand unconsciously, wanting to touch his Adam's apple.
"What did you just call me?"
The biting cold wind came with snowflakes and penetrated into Ye Zhenzhen's limbs.
She struggled to stand up and leave the ice sculpture-like embrace.
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Wen Baijing lifted her up, clamped her wrist bones, and dragged her out of the bathroom.
Lying in front of the mirror on the sink, I saw my own face stained with clouds, and the man's face covered with frost.
"Ye Zhenzhen, what do you think of me?"
The ice pierced Ye Zhenzhen's body, freezing her body and thoughts.
She was turned over and sat on the sink.
Wen Baijing stared at her, his eyes narrowed, "Ye Zhenzhen, why? Why did you just get out of my bed and go on a date with another man? Do you have the heart?" His His voice was trembling slightly, and every word was filled with anger.
She raised her eyes to look into Wen Baijing's angry eyes, grabbed his neck, and leaned close to his ear, she said coldly: "Mr. Wen, what do you think I am?"
Wen Baijing held Ye Zhenzhen's waist with both hands, "Why do you have to provoke me?"
She bit her lips stubbornly and turned her head away.
"Ye Zhenzhen, I..."
Wen Baijing's throat was choked with sobs. She couldn't say the words "I like you" out loud.
The cold moonlight poured into the house.
Beside my pillow is the person I miss day and night, but there are thousands of mountains and thousands of miles of water between me.
What went wrong?
"Why don't you tell me anything? It was like this before, and it's still like this now. Why do you never talk to me?" Wen Baijing's voice was full of helplessness and unwillingness, "You Why would you rather keep it in your heart than tell me?"
"Wen always wants to hear my stories.Already? Ye Zhenzhen looked disdainful and sneered: "I'll buy some books and read them to you another day, okay?" "
"Are you a traitor all over your body? "Wen Baijing was a little annoyed, and expressed his dissatisfaction in a low voice, "You would rather go to someone else's appointment than see me. You said you were going on a blind date in the morning, and got off another man's car in the evening. Why are you still confident? ”
“Mr. Wen, I’m just your bed partner, right?” "Ye Zhenzhen became stubborn and didn't know how to give in. She said bitterly: Why do you restrict my words and deeds?"
Wen Baijing gritted his teeth and knitted his brows together, "You are You're blaming me, right?" After saying this, she tightened her grip on Ye Zhenzhen.
"Mr. Wen, the 30th of this month is the Mid-Autumn Festival, followed by the National Day holiday." Ye Zhenzhen was held in his arms and couldn't break free, and continued: "The inventory at the end of the month will also be advanced. Please use someone else to warm the bed!"
"Do you have to do this?" Wen Baijing closed his eyes and swallowed his emotions.
She sneered and said, "I'm creating value for you, aren't I? Sand becomes a tower and water becomes a abyss. Mr. Wen should know this better than me." Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand and caressed Wen Baijing gently. She felt his Adam's apple sliding with her fingertips, "You should be lucky that the grassroots employees are so dedicated."
Wen Baijing held her hand and said with the innate sense of superiority of a superior. : "You have to stop being so petty."
Ye Zhenzhen's fingers were so painful that she struggled to free herself for a long time, but it was all in vain, so she just let him hold her.
"Then I'm really lucky to be able to be a little arrogant in front of you." Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but shake her head and said with a smile: "Your goal has been achieved, I also slept with you, you still What are you dissatisfied with?"
"What are you talking about!" Wen Baijing turned over and shouted at her in a hoarse voice: "Why are we doing this, Ye Zhenzhen, why!"
"It was a mistake for us to meet. I think with Mr. Wen's wisdom, he should have understood it already."
Their eyes met, with complex emotions in each other's eyes. , unwillingness and emotions are entangled with each other.
Wen Baijing was defeated, and he was afraid of meeting Ye Zhenzhen's stubborn eyes.
He sat up, sighed deeply, lit a cigarette on his side, leaned against the bed and puffed away.
The scarlet cigarette butts burned the cold moonlight all over the place.
The smoke is like clouds and mist, and the mist is as ethereal as gauze, making you feel like you are in a fairyland. The vast sea turns into smoke, and the floating life is like an illusion.
Seeing this, she softened her heart.
Ye Zhenzhen also sat up and raised her hand to grab Wen Baijing's cigarette. He raised his hand to avoid Ye Zhenzhen, dodging the arm holding the cigarette from left to right.
Her body's center of gravity was unstable, and she staggered into Wen Baijing's arms, and he hugged her.
"Why are you so stubborn? Huh?" Wen Baijing hugged her and lowered his head to kiss the top of her hair.
Lying on Wen Baijing's chest, all kinds of tastes and all kinds of helplessness surged in his throat. She choked and said, "Stop smoking, okay?"
Wen Baijing put out the cigarette and hugged Ye Zhenzhen tightly. The two hugged each other silently for a long time.
"Ye Zhenzhen, can you smile at me again?"