Self-investment

"Why are you crying?" Luo Yimu asked.

"Ah?" Jian Ling responded blankly, raised her hand to touch her face, only to find that her eyelids were wet, and she was crying.

Yes, why are you crying?Jian Ling herself didn't know, she hadn't cried for a long time, she always laughed, there were so many joyful things in life, and so many beautiful girls waiting for her to pick them up, why did she cry?She wiped her face carelessly with the back of her hand, sniffed her nose, opened a big smile on her face, showed her white teeth, shrugged her shoulders easily, and leaned on Luo Yimu, "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry Cooing, and having nothing to eat, I had to cry sadly." She looked up at Luo Yimu, and said with a smile: "Mumu, do you love me? Then give me a kiss, your little mouth My baby is so sweet, just give me a kiss, and I won't cry." She started to glib again.

Luo Yimu seemed to understand something.

In this world, no one's life is easy, and no one lives without wearing a mask. Luo Yimu's mask is aloof and arrogant, Guan Xu's mask is long-sleeved and good at dancing, and Jian Ling, her mask is playing in the world.

It seems that wearing a mask can save a little injury in the days of hard work, no matter how bad it is, at least it can cover up a little bit of the embarrassment of the injury.

"Let's eat." Luo Yimu didn't ask further.

Who wants to show others the most helpless and embarrassing side of themselves?Luo Yimu knew this better than anyone else.

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Luo Yimu's cooking skills are good. The toast is fried golden and crispy, and it makes a crackling sound when he bites into it. The poached egg is half-cooked, and the outer membrane is lightly pierced, and the egg yolk flows out from the inside. Jian Ling dipped the fried toast into the egg yolk After eating, you can still taste a little salt and black pepper, which is very fragrant.She was really hungry, her heart was on her back, she wolfed down the bread and eggs on the plate, and drank the milk in one gulp, her mouth was stained with white, and she smacked her lips, "Is there anything else?"

Luo Yimu looked at the white beard around her mouth, thought it was funny, put away the plate and said, "Don't eat too much at night, it won't digest."

Jian Ling laughed, "Who made your cooking skills so good, the food you cook is better than the chefs in star-rated restaurants."

After brushing his teeth and eating again, the tooth was white just now, Luo Yimu carried Jian Ling to the bathroom to brush his teeth again, and said to Jian Ling: "I'm leaving, you have a good rest."

Jian Ling was taken aback, "You want to go?"

Luo Yimu laughed, "What else?" After getting along a few times, the relationship between her and Jian Ling became more and more natural. Much more, talking a lot more than before, at least Jian Ling won't let Jian Ling talk to herself and ignore her at all.

"It's too late." Jian Ling glanced at the time. It was already 45:[-] in the morning, and it was dark outside. At this time, the bus and subway stopped early, and taxis were not easy to take. Besides, Luo Yimu took the taxi alone. When going back, Jian Ling was also very worried, "Just make do with me tonight, don't you have class tomorrow?"

Luo Yimu looked around Jian Ling's room, and then at the living room full of rubbish, but couldn't think of where she could sleep.

Jian Ling saw what she was thinking, and tried to move to the side of the bed, giving Luo Yimu a space half a meter wide, "Squeeze with me." She scratched her head and said embarrassedly: "The conditions are difficult. It’s too late, you have to bear with it, anyway, it’s only one night, so you can make do with it.”

Luo Yimu was noncommittal.Jian Ling's hands and feet were injured, and the two of them were not short in stature, so they squeezed into such a one-meter-wide single bed, Luo Yimu was afraid that if he was not careful while sleeping, his wound would be crushed.

"No need, I'll call a taxi." Luo Yimu said.

Jian Ling thought that Luo Yimu didn't want to share a bed with her, and suggested, "Anyway, there are plenty of bedding in the closet, how about this, you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the floor, okay?"

Luo Yimu still refused.

"Then I will sleep on the bed, and you will sleep on the floor?"

Luo Yimu recalled the two big cockroaches that swaggered over the coffee table in the living room when he was cleaning the stove just now.

In such an environment with extremely poor sanitation, cockroaches may crawl into the ears if the floor is used.

Luo Yimu still had the idea of ​​going back to his apartment.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and a few seconds later, a thunderstorm rang in my ears, with a series of rumbling lingering sounds, followed by rain.

The rain in early autumn came without warning, and the day was still sunny. When Luo Yimu sent the briefing back, there was no sign of rain. With lightning and thunder, the pouring rain came as soon as it was said, and the raindrops fell on the roof. There was crackling and crackling on the windows and awnings, and it sounded like the sky had been torn open by lightning, and water was pouring down.

It's raining, and I don't know when it will stop.

Well, now Luo Yimu can't leave at all.

Jian Ling thought, it's true that when people go away, the horses are fattened up, and when good luck comes, even the gods help her. This timely rain came at the right time.

"Look at this heavy rain. I don't know when it will stop." Jian Ling said, "It's not safe for you to fight in this kind of weather. Stay here."

Luo Yimu finally relaxed and nodded.

Jane was so excited that her eyes lit up, she smiled happily, and said in a babbling voice: "There are my pajamas, new towels, and new underwear in the cabinet. They are all washed. You can use them at ease. The shower gel and shampoo are deep. The ones you got are all on the bathroom shelf, you can see it as soon as you enter, there is a new unopened toothbrush on the second shelf of the bathroom shelf.” She thought for a while, and then said: “It’s raining so much today, the humidity is heavy, why don’t If you are on the floor, you will be wronged and wronged, just make do with my little bed for one night, luckily you and I are not fat, and we can still sleep if we squeeze together."

Luo Yimu did not refuse Jian Ling's proposal, found clothes and towels from Jian Ling's closet, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Jian Ling felt itchy in her heart. If she couldn't move her hands and feet now, she must take this opportunity to do something else. Unfortunately, even if she wants to do it now, she is powerless. She is a She is very right-handed, her left hand is just a decoration for her, if she really does something, she is afraid that it will hurt Luo Yimu, and Luo Yimu will have a psychological shadow on this matter from now on.

Unable to do anything, Jian Ling had to make up his mind to get through the addiction in his heart, but he accidentally overdid it, the feeling came, his heart itched unbearably, and the sound of Luo Yimu's water in the bath became a provocation, making him Jian Ling unconsciously clamped her legs, or in other words, her right leg unilaterally wrapped around her left leg, to comfort her.

Luo Yimu only took a shower without washing his hair, and walked into the room wearing Jian Ling's pajamas. Jian Ling's shoulders were slightly narrower than hers, and his hands and feet were not as long as hers. It doesn't look small, but the cuffs and trouser legs are a bit shorter, revealing white wrists and ankles.

It's usually fine, but now Jian Ling feels that the exposed wrists and ankles are silent temptations to her. Jian Ling glanced at Luo Yimubai's slender ankle with hot eyes, swallowed After spitting, he forced himself to turn his face away from the seductive place, patted the half of the bed that was vacated for Luo Yimu, and slowly got into the bed, with his back to Luo Yimu, and said embarrassingly : "Go to sleep."

What's going on here?Inexplicably, Luo Yimu felt that Jian Ling seemed a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Fortunately, she was tired all day, and she didn't care to think too much. Put it neatly on your stomach.

It's a bit crowded for two tall adults to sleep together on a single bed. Luo Yimu tried his best to keep still, but he could still feel his shoulders touching Jian Ling, and the heat came from her right hand continuously. .

The rain outside the window was still pattering down, a heavy rain took away the last trace of summer heat, the air was fresh and cool, but Luo Yimu was hot all over, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his palms after a while.

Although she closed her eyes, her heart was in a mess, she couldn't fall asleep, and she didn't know how long it had been. She heard a sound of groaning, and a weight was pressed on her chest, followed by Jian Ling's voice, which was low and deep. , with a little hoarseness, "Are you asleep?"

The wet and warm lips touched Luo Yimu's earlobe lightly, bringing a burst of burning that made the heart beat faster.