She held Wen Baijing's hand tightly, and hung up the phone as if she was relieved despite being extremely anxious.
Finally he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his brows.
The nervous heartbeat gradually returned to calm.
Seeing her guilty and anxious look, Wen Baijing sat on the edge of the bed on her right and couldn't help but laugh.
"Do you miss me very much?" Wen Baijing approached her, and his hot breath fell on her face. "Huh?"
The surrounding temperature increased for no reason.
She was slightly startled, her mind suddenly went blank, and she didn't know how to react.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Wen Baijing lowered his head and was about to kiss her.
"No..." Ye Zhenzhen raised her head stubbornly and hurriedly denied, showing a slight lack of confidence in her words.
Unexpectedly, his lips fell down impartially.
The moment the two people's breaths merged, Ye Zhenzhen's heart suddenly jumped faster, breaking the vast twilight outside the window.
Ye Zhenzhen’s lips trembled slightly and she closed her eyes shyly.
She touched her slightly hot lips briefly, then left her lips.
"You still say no?" Wen Baijing raised her chin with a half-smile, his eyes full of aggression. "Really?"
She was still immersed in the sentimental atmosphere, but she didn't expect Wen Baijing's deliberate teasing.
Ye Zhenzhen froze there, feeling extremely embarrassed for a moment, her cheeks red and hot.
"Really?" Wen Baijing's words were full of teasing, "If you don't say anything..."
She slowed down her breathing and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Answer subconsciously.
"What will happen if I don't tell you?"
Wen Baijing's eyes were full of meaning, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down.
The cool scent of pine and cypress rushes into the nasal cavity as if there is nothing.
"I won't kiss you if you don't tell me." His tone was playful, and his warm fingertips rubbed her chin.
"You..." Ye Zhenzhen realized that she had fallen into a trap, her eyes darted from side to side, "How could you do this?"
"Then what should I do?" he continued. Teasing, "Shouldn't we stop?"
She was ashamed and annoyed, her face flushed to the base of her ears, and the pores all over her body were radiating heat.
After pondering for a long time, no answer was right, so she raised her hands to cover her eyes.
"I didn't miss you..." She defended in a low voice.
"Really?" Wen Baijing deliberately teased her and continued joking: "You also said that you don't miss me, and you can't bear to let me go if you hold me..."
She was startled, and revealed Passing through the fingers, I saw that I was holding his hand firmly.
Ye Zhenzhen immediately let go, retracted her hand, and hid it behind her back.
Wen Baijing moved closer to her. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer, the two were about to touch each other.
"What...what are you doing?" she asked with a vibrato.
The familiar heartbeats jump around each other, echoing each other, playing an exciting melody.
Wen Baijing put up a pillow, put it behind her, and held her shoulders against the pillow.
She leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, raised her eyes to look at his gentle expression, and said gratefully: "Thank you."
He raised his hand and stroked her cheek, "We You don’t have to be so polite, you know?”
The corners of his eyes were inexplicably moist.
Since when did he always appear when she was in danger and save her from danger again and again?
How he walked into her heart step by step despite being indifferent when they first met. She didn't know when her love took root and sprouted, rising like a broken bamboo.
If it weren't for him, perhaps at this moment, Ye Zhenzhen has become the person she hates the most, selling her body and soul for money, and living in the dark forever.
Living in a state of dissipation and dissipation all day long, sinking into infinite sinking. Until, people are old and pearls are yellow, and all three aspects of life are lost.
Until one day, the sweet voice turned into a hoarse and muddy voice due to the corrosion of tobacco, alcohol and staying up late.
How could a light word of thanks be enough to repay everything he had done for her.
"Did I delay your work?"
Thinking of Wen Baijing staying with her throughout the afternoon, she felt a little guilty.
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"Fool," he approached her and held her in his arms. It was not difficult to hear concern in his words, "You should worry about your feet. My work is not so busy."
She leaned on his shoulder and felt a lump in her throat.
Somewhat embarrassed, she was always so stupid and could never face life with ease and ease.
She couldn't help sobbing softly, hating herself for being incompetent and always relying on others.
"Are you scared?" He rubbed her thin back and comforted softly, "It's over. It's okay."
She hugged him tightly, Never want to let go.
If possible, let's do this until we are tired of looking at each other and our beard and hair are all white.
From now on, she misses her favorite Jiangnan water town.
"You go to the second bedroom to sleep tonight!"
Worried that it would affect his sleep, Ye Zhenzhen lay on his shoulder and suggested in a low voice.
"I'll accompany you." His voice was very soft, but with unquestionable certainty.
"I can do it myself, but you have to go to work tomorrow." Her eyes were red and she said softly, "I'm afraid you'll touch my feet."
Wen Baijing looked down. He put his head next to her ear and asked with deep meaning, "Can I touch other places besides my feet?"
She pushed him away hard and frowned.Head, "Too much!"
He smiled and rubbed her cheek. He always liked to tease her and see her blushing and shy.
Due to her foot injury, Ye Zhenzhen had trouble getting up and lying down, so he was always worried about leaving her alone.
Everything he does is filled with concern and is extremely considerate.
In the silent night, the two of them lay flat on the bed, holding hands.
The breath of the man next to him was calm and even. Their fingers were clasped tightly around each other, and their palms were extremely warm.
With the dim light coming through the gap in the curtains, she turned her face sideways and could vaguely see the outline of his face.
The faint light covered his face like a gauze, creating a fine halo of light.
His strong chest rose and fell with his breathing.
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but raise her hand and wanted to touch his cheek.
After pausing for a few seconds, he slowly retracted his hand.
In the quiet night, her subtle movements made rustling sounds. The man couldn't help but frown, and his breath became a little heavier.
"Want to drink water or go to the bathroom?" Wen Baijing's voice was a little hoarse.
Seeing that she didn't answer, she asked again: "Does your foot hurt?"
She thought: For a person like him, he was probably used to a pampered life since he was a child.
"No," Ye Zhenzhen responded softly, "Go to sleep!"
He turned sideways, faced her, and kissed her cheek.
He put his hand on her chest, making her breathing heavy. She pushed his arm away.
Her left leg was propped up on a pillow, slightly tilted, and her body remained motionless.
"Does your leg hurt? Do you want me to massage it for you?" he said softly.
"It doesn't hurt!" She heard a hint of ill-intention in his tone and hurriedly refused.
He squeezed her leg gently, and she couldn't help but move her right leg to the left.
He raised his hand to push his hand, but it couldn't be pushed.
He pressed his palms gently and heavily.
Ye Zhenzhen’s breath was a little disordered and she drew her legs back.
"Separate!"
"You bully me..."
She went to hit his hand, and her body became weaker and softer.
Even the sound started to become soft.
He slowly figured it out, no longer satisfied with just squeezing his legs.