"What do you want to eat tonight?"
Wen Baijing wiped his semi-wet hair, came to her in a bathrobe, put one hand on her side, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
The bed was a little messy, and Ye Zhenzhen felt fatigue all over her body, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her fingertips.
He spoke weakly and his voice was thin and soft, "I haven't thought about it yet. What do you want to eat?"
"Me?" He lifted her chin meaningfully. His dark eyes fell on her lips.
A bit malicious.
Realizing the deep meaning of his words, Ye Zhenzhen immediately opened her eyes wide and begged in a low voice: "I..."
Before she finished speaking, her hot palms, Stroking her white calves.
The heart-stopping trembling sensation left her powerless and unable to muster any strength to resist.
Ye Zhenzhen put her hands on her sides and subconsciously wanted to avoid him. She was so sleepy that she just wanted to escape. The calf was caught by strong arms, and for some reason, the tip of my heart was slightly excited.
Still unable to break away, Ye Zhenzhen's voice softened unconsciously, "I'm really tired. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you..."
Wen Baijing was quite disbelieving, and raised his thick eyebrows lightly, "Okay! I want to eat pickled fresh vegetables, and..."
"Can I buy bamboo shoots this season?" Ye Zhenzhen She turned her head to look at him and instinctively followed his words.
It's not like ordering food, but it's a bit like deliberately making things difficult.
"If you don't know how, why don't you come back to Guanlanju with me? Your refrigerator is empty. Are you really afraid of starving me?" Wen Baijing said, pinching it gently with his fingertips. her face.
Seeing other options, Ye Zhenzhen was confused, "Okay! Let's go back to Guanlanju now."
He blurted out almost without thinking.
An imperceptible smile flashed across his face, and he pulled her calf with a sudden force.
Ye Zhenzhen was frightened, fearing that he would have another idea, and hurriedly said: "Let's go back quickly..."
The man let go of his hand and leaned down. He looked at her as if he was going to eat her alive in the next second.
Those eyes that are extremely conquering are full of plunder.
She immediately got up and ran to the bathroom in a panic, worried that if she was a second late, she would have no way to escape.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she subconsciously looked at her neck. Fortunately, there were no traces. It was always a bit embarrassing to be seen by outsiders, and she didn't want to be teased about such a thing.
When Ye Zhenzhen came to the living room dressed up, Wen Baijing had his coat draped in his arms, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
He walked towards her slowly and held her hand very naturally. She raised her head and looked at him intently, her heart rippling in circles.
Returning to Guanlan Residence again, the furnishings are still the same.It's how she remembers it. It has been less than half a month since I last left, but it seems like I have been away for a year.
"Zhenzhen, are you here?" Aunt Sun took over the clothes from the two of them with a smile, her voice was extremely friendly.
Ye Zhenzhen said and walked straight to the kitchen, "Well, Aunt Sun, what's for dinner? I'll help you!"
The two of them were busy in the kitchen , talking and laughing from time to time. She was not good at cooking, so she helped wash vegetables and fruits.
Aunt Sun opened the lid of the casserole and looked at the soup in the pot. She mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally, "Zhen Zhen, I haven't seen you these days. Without you, Bai Jing often comes home smelling of alcohol..."
Hearing this, Ye Zhen Zhen felt her breath suffocate. .
His body was frozen in place, and his heart ached.
She was speechless for a moment. It turned out that she was not the only one who was sad. If love is expressed only in words, it would be too pale and barren.
Aunt Sun looked towards the living room and didn't see Wen Baijing. Then she felt relieved and said in a low voice: "Zhenzhen, Bai Jing came home after drinking too much that day and said he wanted to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake." , I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made. I wonder if you two are at odds with each other and want to find you, but don’t know where to find you..."
She pursed her lips, feeling a mixture of emotions. intersection.
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"No..." She blamed herself a little, and seemed to be afraid that Aunt Sun would worry, so she said sheepishly: "It's all over, it's okay."
It is said that Aunt Sun She has taken care of Wen Baijing since she was a child and is very familiar with him. Over the years, they have gotten along like a family.
Every time, Ye Zhenzhen wanted to know more about Wen Baijing from Aunt Sun, but was worried that Wen Baijing would be disgusted, so Ye Zhenzhen never took the initiative to ask Aunt Sun. It's a matter of personal privacy. If others don't take the initiative to report it, it would be too offensive to pry in private.
"What are you talking about?" Wen Baijing walked towards the kitchen and saw the two of them chatting, so he couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing." Ye Zhenzhen put away her emotions, smiled sweetly at him, and said mischievously: "I'm begging Aunt Sun to teach me how to make pickled fresh food..."
"Yes..." Aunt Sun repeated hurriedly when she saw this. Then he said: "Are you hungry? The meal will be ready soon..."
Wen Baijing looked at Ye Zhenzhen and replied with a normal expression: "It's okay, I'm not too hungry. ..."
I always felt that there was a pun in his words.
Ye Zhenzhen’s face suddenly turned red and her ears were hot. She couldn’t say anything, so she could only turn her back, not daring to continue to look at Wen Baijing.
...
After dinner, Wen Baijing put on her nightgown and went to the study to handle work.
Ye Zhenzhen came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Just as she picked up her phone, there was a knock on the door.
She wrapped herself in her bathrobe, put on her slippers, opened the bedroom door, "SunAuntie, what's wrong? "
"Zhenzhen, I saw that Bai Jing slept late recently, so I made him some soothing tea. Give it to him! "Aunt Sun had a smile on her face and spoke very gently.
"Okay..." Ye Zhenzhen nodded and responded.
In the flat floor, the background lights of the aisle exuded The light was soft and warm.
She carefully held the soothing tea and stood at the door of the study, which was ajar. A warm yellow light overflowed from the study. < /p>
Under the desk lamp, he looked immersed in his work, calm, calm and charming.
Ye Zhenzhen walked into the study slowly, closed the study door gently, and held her breath. He went to the desk and put down the cup in his hand.
Her subtle movements were noticed by Wen Baijing. The man looked up at her and asked gently: "Why aren't you asleep yet? "
Standing in front of the desk, she stared at Wen Baijing in trance. The moment their eyes intertwined with each other, her heartbeat inexplicably missed a beat.
She was silent for a long time and avoided it with a guilty conscience. Looking into each other's eyes.
"Well... I'll go to bed right away..." She was a little overwhelmed and answered incoherently.
Wen Bai Jingla. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. He sat on the man's lap, his heart pounding.
Just as he was about to struggle to get up, the man's voice sounded in his ears, and he said gently. : "Sit on my lap obediently and stay with me in the study. "
Her tone was irresistibly strong.
She slowed down her breathing and sat motionless, her body a little stiff.
The man's Adam's apple was slightly tense. Go away, the eyes staring at the computer screen gradually shifted to the side of her face.
He also moved his hands away from the keyboard and silently pulled on the belt of her bathrobe. Without realizing it, she slowly opened her mouth.
"You..." Ye Zhenzhen's face was red and her heart was beating. Her waist was locked tightly and she couldn't stand up.
Unable to break free, she even gave up her futile struggle.
Feeling that her body was shaky, she reached out to support the desk, holding her fingers tightly on the edge of the desk as it swayed.
" You deal with the work first... okay..." Ye Zhenzhen's breath gradually became unsteady, and she tightened her toes hard, and the slippers hung on her feet.
"The same goes for you first... ." Wen Baijing's voice was hoarse, and his warm breath spread on the back of her neck and thin back.