To the goddess + side story

"oops."

Her hand was grabbing my hair, and when I looked up, she pulled it.

Roy smiled: "What's wrong?"

I looked at her: "Did you watch it too?"

Although this matter is very boring, I was very excited to watch the same movie with her that I hadn't reserved by chance, which shows that we have a good understanding!

However, Roy said: "Looking at your likes on Weibo, I'll check it out too."

I:……

I asked, "Have you insisted on reading it?"

Roy: "Yes."

Me: "How?"

She stopped reading and tapped on the book with her index finger. "The main idea is not clear, but you can see what the director wants to express. It's too deep, or you forget it when you shoot it." Roy shrugged and asked: "And you?"

I didn't see anything, and I completely forgot what I saw.

Roy is better than me at this point. She can draw a big truth from a simple matter, just like a certain company released a sample with a very strange shape some time ago, and it was rejected by everyone after it was released. Disgusted.

Although she also disliked it, she said after she disliked it, there must be people in this world who like such things. If a designer can make this with such an aesthetic sense, then there must be someone with such an aesthetic sense to appreciate it. The world is nothing more than three. Views, we can be so plain or nothing more than similar to the three views, but there are always special people who are not.

I understand this sentence. The world laughs at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at the world's inability to see it. This is probably the reason.

Later, the finished product was really bought by a rich man.

Ouch, when I rise to this level, I suddenly feel that I am so cultured and self-cultivated.

Even the movement of lying on Roy's lap has been slowed down a lot with self-restraint. At this moment, having a long sleeve squeezed for me will make me feel more comfortable.

After I lay down, Roy moved her hand from my hair to my chin, rubbed her fingertips lightly, left when I needed to turn a page, and came back after a while.

This reminds me of Chen Ling's words.

The last time she and Roy participated in an event, I was not there, and everyone was chatting during the break of the event, and Roy chatted with his mobile phone.

In this kind of occasion, the larger the wrist, the more attention you will pay attention to, so of course everyone noticed Roy crackling on the phone. At that time, someone asked, Roy, who do you chat with when you hold the phone when you take a break?

Roy put down his phone and smiled, my little pet.

After speaking, I seemed to feel a little wrong, and explained again, asking the aunt at home to take care of it more.

Everyone seemed to understand, so they very cooperatively changed the topic to how to raise a pet well.

When Chen Ling told me about this, she was very excited.

"I knew it was you as soon as I heard it Xue Lingyi, little pet hahaha, and I was the only one who knew the situation at the time. Your Roy is so sweet. I met her before and we talked about your high school. She actually Impatient to listen to me finish, oh my god, Er Xue, I am getting cuter and cuter with you Xipi."

Me: "You are cute, I don't mind."

Chen Ling laughed a few times: "But I didn't make fun of you, you don't look like a pet."

I'm like a pet, no, it should be Roy who said I look like something, I can't help but turn my head and rub her thigh to show my status as a pet.

Seeing me like this, Roy raised his hands and looked at me inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Me: "Meow."

Roy: ...

She looked disgusted.

Well, maybe I couldn't find an adjective to say that I was a pet at the time. Chen Ling was right, I don't have a pet at all.

One morning, my posture changed from pillowing her lap, to sitting against her, to lying on the sofa with my legs on the backrest, to sitting directly on the carpet, and Roy still kept sitting like that.

After watching the TV series, I couldn't help but turned my head and hugged her calf, and put my chin on her lap to watch her. She didn't look at me and continued to turn the pages, saying, "Have you finished watching the TV series?"

I nodded.

She: "Come find me when you're done."

I hey: "No, haven't you been reading too?"

She: "It's still my fault."

I immediately said, "My fault, my fault, what shall we do now?"

Thinking of this, I climbed up her calf and got in through her book, getting between her and the book. She was obviously frightened by my movement and stepped back a little.

I smiled: "I'm so bored."

She pinched my waist: "Come and disturb me if you're bored."

I climbed directly onto the sofa and knelt on her lap with my legs spread apart, with my arms around her neck: "At home, you can let me disturb you, and if you don't disturb me, whoever you disturb."

She put the study aside, turned her head and asked me: "Then how are you going to disturb me?"

I didn't think about it well, I just crawled and sat casually just now, but I didn't have a concept of what to disturb in essence.

So I went up to her and kissed her. After the kiss, I looked down at her like a child who stole meat and smiled, and then I was amused by my actions just now, and laughed.

My smile was eaten by her, she put one arm around my waist, one hand clasped my head, pulled me over, tilted her head and kissed me in order not to bump into my nose.