rely on fingers

When Jin Youzhen came back in the morning and saw this scene, Baekhyun was kicked and kicked outside by her. She angrily walked back to the room and took out his coat, threw it into his arms, and slammed the door.

"What's wrong?" Jin Youzhen took out the milk from the refrigerator and drank it with his head up. He glanced at the bright red marks on her neck from the corner of his eyes, and there seemed to be a few more.

She was lying on the sofa looking at the ceiling, and murmured weakly: "I'm going crazy being tortured by Bian Baekhyun."

"Did he sleep here all night?" Jin Youzhen bit his bread and asked inarticulately, "When did he find you?"

"Last night." She replied, Jin Youzhen was silent for a while, she felt that something was wrong, she turned her head and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Jin Youzhen poured milk and said casually, "When I came back to change my clothes yesterday morning, I saw Do Kyungsoo at the door."

She sat up suddenly, her face full of surprise and astonishment: "What? Here? Outside? He came? Yesterday?"

"Are you very excited?" Jin Youzhen teased with raised eyebrows, "No, you are very nervous...he?"

She shook her head wildly: "I don't know, tell me quickly, has he really been here?"

"Oh, here we are."

Jin Youzhen put down the milk and went back to the room, she followed her in and asked, "What time?"

"About six o'clock, it's very cold outside." Jin Youzhen dragged the tone.

She folded her arms and shivered, Bian Baekhyun's frozen white face flashed across her mind for a moment, she patted her head hard, what was she thinking? !

Jin Youzhen was changing clothes, she regained her composure, stared blankly again, and suddenly asked: "Youzhen, aren't you tired? Your dark circles are all on the ground, look."

"Not tired." Jin Youzhen replied very firmly.

"Why do you want to be the editor-in-chief of an entertainment magazine?"

There is a smile on Jin Youzhen's face, and his eyes are full of determination and excitement: "In order to have capital, to make those actors and singers who want to be famous, earn gimmicks, and want to be on the front page, and even say that the president of the affiliated company came to beg me, you can feel that Is it the sense of accomplishment to personally promote an artist who is admired by thousands of people?"

In the quiet classroom, only the teacher's gentle and indifferent voice, and the slight footsteps of her flat shoes, she walked among the rows of students: "At that time, what she said was swearing, not only did I not believe it, but I thought this woman was crazy , and laughed at her for talking in her sleep during the day."

The mobile phone on the girl's table suddenly lit up. When she took out the mobile phone, she brought out the magazines and the light sticks below, and fell to the ground with a thud. She quickly reached for the light sticks.

The teacher came over, stopped, and bent down to pick up the magazine for the second time. Looking at the group of good-looking young boys on the cover of the magazine, she smiled: "But later, she really did it. All that said, she proved that not everyone can make her write in the magazine."

Putting the magazine on the girl's desk, the teacher walked to the window, looked out of the window, and said slowly and gently: "She is a very important person to me, and she has changed a lot of things about me..."

It was snowing heavily outside, and large flakes of snow fell quietly.

When she opened the refrigerator, she found that she had run out of wine. She wrapped her coat and went to the supermarket outside to buy a lot of wine. Slow down.

Do Kyungsoo?

He lingered in front of the gate, shrunk his thin body and shivered slightly, breathed out white air non-stop, and the swirling snowflakes fell on his head and shoulders one by one.

Snowflakes kept piling up, facing the cold wind, she walked forward step by step, walked behind him, when she wanted to call him, he turned around and saw her and suddenly smiled, the smile was as pure and white as snow .

"So you're really here." He smiled happily, took his hand out of his pocket, and brushed the snow off her head.

Transparent snow fell on his eyelashes, he lowered his eyes slightly, but the snowflakes condensed on his eyelashes, she stared blankly, and dragged him into the room blankly.

Do Kyungsoo took off his snow-soaked coat and sat on the sofa shivering from the cold. She took a soft quilt and covered him.

"Did you come here yesterday? Why didn't you come in?" She held her frozen red face, curled up and shivered.

Do Kyungsoo stretched out his arms, opened the quilt to signal her to come in, she froze for a moment, then smiled and leaned into his arms.

He tightened the quilt and hugged her tightly, "I'm worried you're sleeping."

"Then why did you come?" She leaned against his chest, feeling warm even if it wasn't very wide.

After being silent for a while, Do Kyungsoo said, "I missed you, so I came here."

She turned her head and looked at Do Kyungsoo at a close distance. He smiled nicely and looked at her with a quiet tenderness in his eyes.

"I'm hungry, Kyungsoo."

She smiled, and he nodded wordlessly.

She was sitting on the sofa watching TV boredly. Unconsciously, she moved her eyes to the kitchen a little bit, staring at Do Kyungsoo's back. She walked over as if wandering, hugged his waist from behind, and leaned her face against the on his shoulders.

"Kyungsoo, straighten your back..."

Do Kyungsoo turned off the faucet, and wanted to cover hers with his wet hand, but after a pause, he still lowered his hand.

"Why don't you have confidence?" She loosened his waist and gently touched his hanging hand. He opened his fingers slightly, and she put her hand into his palm.

"You always say that you like to take the initiative to approach others, but you still hope that others will take the initiative to approach you. Maybe she... doesn't hate you."

She pressed her forehead against his back, her voice muffled.

Do Kyungsoo turned around, she raised her head, he looked at her seriously, with questioning and probing eyes, she raised her head slightly, and he slowly approached her.

A burning smell came suddenly, the two stared at the same time, turned around and turned off the fire on the gas stove.

Busy and busy, she just ate this meal, she was holding a can, unknowingly drunk, Do Kyungsoo wanted to take the wine in her hand, but she didn't want to give it, so she shrank her hands and dodged it, knocking it down The hot soup in the bowl spilled all over Do Kyungsoo.

She hurriedly grabbed toilet paper for him to wipe, but the traces and smell of soup were still sticking to the sweater after wiping it off. Do Kyungsoo saw her stop the movement of her hands, so he stood up and went to the bathroom.

She turned around the living room twice with a blushing face, opened the door of the bathroom in a daze, and saw Do Kyungsoo washing a soiled sweater, wearing only a pair of trousers, her shoulders looked small, it made people think of Undressed even smaller.

She walked in, put her head on his back, and murmured drunkenly: "Kyungsoo..."

Do Kyungsoo put down the sweater in his hand, turned around, wrapped one of his wet hands around her waist, and pressed the back of her head with the other, he trapped her between him and the wall.

She raised her head, eyes half-opened slightly drunk, Do Kyungsoo lowered his head, warm breath sprinkled on her blushing cheeks, he pressed into her, and slowly covered his lips on hers.

His kiss went from light to heavy, from gentle to strong, constantly demanding and softly plundering, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, he tightly hugged her hands, and his bodies were tightly hugged, even hearing each other's kisses Heartbeat, feel the temperature of the skin.

She gradually lost her breath, Do Kyungsoo stopped, pressed her forehead intimately, and kissed her soft lips lightly.

She closed her eyes and leaned against his shoulder, silently hugging for a long time, she seemed to have fallen asleep, Do Kyungsoo wanted to hug her horizontally, but always stopped at the critical movement, she closed her eyes and made a sound.

"I can't hold it, I'll go by myself." She turned around and walked out of the bathroom, her hands were still tightly clenched on Do Kyungsoo's fingers.

Back in the bedroom, she was lying on the bed, and he helped her cover the quilt.

"Kyungsoo, you smell better than perfume." She murmured with a smile on her lips.

Do Kyungsoo sat on the bed, patted her body lightly, and she gradually fell into a deep sleep peacefully.

He gently touched her cheek, his fingers suddenly tightened and then slowly loosened, his palm covered her neck full of bright red hickeys.

Lowering his eyes, all kinds of complex expressions in his eyes were intertwined in confusion.

Outside the window, there was heavy snowfall, and the night became brighter. The world was covered with snow, and the world was so quiet and clean that only his eyes fell on her at this time. Under the dim light, it was peaceful and gentle.

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