818 The actor who was raised by my milk

When Chi Ming was in elementary school, he was once addicted to liqueur chocolate.

The chocolates in that era were made of cocoa butter substitutes, basically fake chocolates, but the wine heart inside was worthy of the name. Once he ate a box in one go, he actually made himself drunk. Son, he made a big fool of himself in front of his relatives.

Later, being educated by parents was not a big deal. The terrible thing is that it has become a long-term joke among relatives. It is low-carbon, environmentally friendly, non-polluting, and reusable. It has been talked about from elementary school to high school.

It may have left a childhood shadow, Chi Ming has not liked sweets very much since then.

But he was very curious about the content of Yan Jiu's candy.

Brownies?Milk chocolate?Fudge?Or hard candy?

The wrapping paper is covered with a layer of golden warm light, like the halo on the clouds at sunrise. The bear child stretches out his bear paws, wanting to peel off the wrapping paper to have a look.

Chi Ming crouched in front of the bed and tore off the quilt covering Yan Jiu's face.

Yan Jiu didn't wake up, maybe her posture was not comfortable, her brows were a little bit wrinkled, her lips were pursed into a thin straight line, even if she fell asleep, she looked like a cactus, and her whole body exuded the aura of not being close to strangers.

Chi Ming had his own filter, and pulled out the spikes, only to see a soft white milk candy.

After waiting for a while, Yan Jiu didn't intend to wake up automatically at all. The sound just now was indeed just a dream, and Chi Ming was a little bit embarrassed, should he wake him up?

He admitted that he had strange little thoughts in his heart, but when he really came in front of him, those little thoughts were like a school of fish under the moon, swaying on the surface of the water, and then sank to the distant seabed again.

Chi Ming watched for a while, sure enough, he was still reluctant to wake him up.

He wanted to help Yan Jiu cover the quilt, but he was afraid of pulling the quilt to wake him up, so he went to his bedroom and brought another quilt to cover Yan Jiu and the crumpled quilt in his arms.

This time the quilt is not enough for the next sleep, Chi Ming rubbed his nose, thinking that the double bed is big enough anyway, the weather is cold, and there are not enough quilts, so he could just squeeze and sleep.

Anyway, Yan Jiu fell asleep.

Anyway, he wouldn't take the opportunity to plot something wrong.

Anyway...

Anyway.

Various excuses were woven into invulnerable armor, Chi Ming took off his dusty coat, lifted the quilt, and lay on half of the bed behind Yan Jiu.

Just lying like this, before he took another look, his mouth was already a little parched.

Uncle Bai used to put some bottled water in the bedside drawer in case Yan Jiu needed to drink anytime. Chi Ming opened the drawer casually, but saw no water, but full of "leaves".

Not real leaves, but leaf-shaped sticky notes.

He picked up a piece, and saw a line of small words on it——

[Okay, eat on time, I ate. 】

Take another tablet:

[Drink more hot water, okay, drink it, are you stupid, hot water can cure all diseases? 】

Third tablet:

【Can't sleep, I don't miss you at all】

then……

[I found delicious food, I have eaten it all by myself, so I won’t give it to you]

[Director Jiang praised you, I listened for you, and didn't tell you]

[There are still three days, don't come back, I don't want to see you]

【It's snowing, I built a snowman, I won't tell you】

When Chi Ming saw this, he deliberately went to the balcony to look around, leaning on his mobile phone to illuminate it, and saw a half-human tall snowman standing beside the swing, holding a paper umbrella in his "hand".

When returning to the bedroom, Chi Ming squatted next to the bedside table, took out all the sticky notes, and thought while reading, this should not be regarded as peeking at privacy, after all, the "you" is obviously himself, read and write to him Something that is equal to opening a letter.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't see a few good words, and the little dandy was extremely arrogant.

But in the end, he found a thicker "leaf", which should be the front or back cover of the note. On the back of it, "Chi Ming" was written in various fonts.

Chi Ming was sweating a little.

Is it really that difficult to directly send a WeChat message saying "I miss you"?

Feeling that Xiaodandan's character was too awkward, he curled up his mouth, and finally put them back in the drawer, and messed up the order as they were.

Now, he already knew that the little dude missed him very much, but he decided to pretend that he didn't know.

Chi Ming got into the quilt for the second time, and slept behind Yan Jiu with a punch distance.

When I lay down for the first time, the quilt was newly covered, and it still carried the cold and damp characteristic of southern winter, but this time it was different, and it had already been covered with some temperature.Chi Ming lifted the quilt up, thinking to himself: This is the temperature of the little dude.

Another burst of dry mouth, Chi Ming remembered that he was so busy peeping that he completely forgot to drink water.

So he opened the drawer for the second time, walked through layers of "fallen leaves", and finally found a water bottle in the corner.

But he didn't get up to drink water immediately, but like drawing lots, he touched a few more sticky notes in his hand, intending to read them again.

His attention was all on the note, but he didn't notice that Yan Jiu beside him had already woken up.

Yan Jiu stared at Chi Ming's side face for a while with a blank expression of doubting that he was dreaming, and finally found the sticky notes in his hand. He frowned, moved his lips, but did not speak, and closed them again instead. Eyes, moved his arms as if he was restless in sleep, then turned over with ease, and moved himself to the central axis of the double bed.

Chi Ming paused, turned around one by one, and glanced behind him. Seeing that Yan Jiu hadn't woken up, he heaved a guilty sigh of relief, put the sticky note back, and drank half a bottle of water like a thief.

Water can put out the fire, but it was as if he drank gasoline, and the heat in his body didn't relieve at all, instead there was a tendency to burst into flames.

At this moment, Yan Jiu gave full play to his talent of sleeping dishonestly, turned over again, patted Chi Ming's arm, and pushed him into a corner by the way, the position under him was not even enough to lie flat, and his shoulders were more than the bed board One piece, the quilt was slightly slit, and the cool breeze was pouring into it.

Chi Ming was not afraid of the cold, but he was afraid that Yan Jiu would catch a cold, so he carefully turned himself around and slept on his side in a posture comparable to a golden cicada shedding its shell.

In this way, he was face to face with Yan Jiu.

Like walking a tightrope, all balance is maintained at a fragile critical point.

Chi Ming followed the rhythm of Yan Jiu's breathing and slowed down his breathing, as if meditating, and he actually regained a trace of peace of mind, but soon, the dishonest Yan Jiu took him as a quilt, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing Hug up.

Behind him was the edge of the bed, and Chi Ming had nowhere to hide, just like this step by step, Yan Jiu hugged him firmly.

One plus one is greater than two, the temperature in the quilt rose rapidly, Chi Ming's forehead was a little sweaty, Yan Jiu seemed to regard him as a big warm baby, not only hugging him tighter and tighter, but also buried his head in the socket of his neck.

Breathing formed a closed circuit in the neck, heating the air repeatedly, and the slightly cool lips pressed against the skin, and with the breath, it was like a shallow kiss with drizzle.

Chi Ming tried to let go of his consciousness, but he couldn't let go of his body.

Instinctive reactions are simply out of control.

Afterwards, he clearly heard a soft sound like a silk tearing in his mind.

Yes, he, a beast, actually tore up Yan Jiu's clothes in his brain.

At this moment, Yan Jiu moved her body again, her thighs were slightly raised, like dancing on a pole, and she rubbed against the pillar that towered above the sky.

Chi Ming's mind buzzed, he forgot that there was no way out, and with such a muffled sound, he rolled to the ground together with the quilt.

In the quiet night, Chi Ming's embarrassing heartbeat and Yan Jiu's teasing laughter could be heard.

"Woke up a long time ago? Did you do it on purpose?" Chi Ming pulled the quilt hard, dragging Yan Jiu into the water, and the two of them rolled into a ball on the carpet.

He pressed Yan Jiu, "Hey, are you still laughing?"

Yan Jiu just smiled like this, raised her head, and kissed Chi Ming on the lips, "Didn't the plane be cancelled?"

Chi Ming hummed, and wrapped Yan Jiu between him and the bed, through the quilt, on the one hand hugged him tightly, and on the other hand restrained his dishonest movements.

Ye Deng made a dull outline, the two looked at each other, no one made a sound for a long time, finally Chi Ming asked first: "I haven't seen you for sixteen days, don't you want to say something to me?"

The standard answer is "I miss you", Chi Ming held some small expectations in his heart, and felt that with Yan Jiu's temper, he would definitely refuse to tell him obediently.

Sure enough, although Yan Jiu, who was wrapped into glutinous rice cake rice, couldn't move his arms, he still moved closer to Chi Ming, tilted his head, rubbed his slightly dry lips against his neck, and finally touched the base of his ear lightly. Bite, "It's better to do something."

Chi Ming's previous reaction hadn't gone down yet, and being teased by Yan Jiu like this, he frowned almost invisibly.

Yan Jiu made an inch of it, rubbing her lips against the side of her neck, slowly moving behind her ears, circled around and came to her chin, like marking a territory, following the turning of bones, leaving a light kiss along the way.

Chi Ming's breathing was obviously slow, as if he was enduring something.

In the end, Yan Jiu stopped at the corner of Chi Ming's mouth and did not make any further movements, but exhaled a long and hot breath.

Chi Ming: "Don't make trouble..."

Yan Jiu withdrew slightly, and said half-seriously and half-jokingly: "My boyfriend doesn't want to sleep with me, is it because he dislikes my poor figure?"

"When did I say I didn't want to sleep with you?" Chi Ming was so scared of him, he made excuses, "I can't do it now, it's too cold, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Yan Jiu: "Go to the car and turn on the air conditioner."

With just these six words, Chi Ming seemed to see Yan Jiu's slender body stretched into a flexible arc in the carriage...

"No." He was obviously not good at haggling over this kind of matter, and he couldn't even find an excuse for a while.

Yan Jiu looked at Chi Ming eagerly, with a deliberate grievance on his face.

Chi Ming suddenly realized that the reason why he didn't want to do it with Yan Jiu was that besides waiting for him to get better, there was another reason - although Yan Jiu tried to tease him in different ways, he didn't see such a time when he should have Even with the most ambiguous words, Xiao Wandan's eyes are still as clean as a clear spring.

His so-called doing something is just giving unilaterally.

As for himself, he seems to have an indifferent attitude towards this matter, neither rejecting nor resisting, and of course he will not enjoy it.

After thinking of this, Chi Ming went through Yan Jiu's sentence "Did you dislike my poor figure?" in his mind, and suddenly came up with an idea "empathy"—Yan Jiu just thought it was fun, and it wasn't true Want to do something with him.

This kind of thinking is poisonous, and it quickly turned into a strange impulse. When Chi Ming looked at Yan Jiu again, there was a layer of emotion in his eyes that he had never had before - asking for and giving, like wind and flames, contradicting each other, but intertwined Set off a massive heat wave.

Yan Jiu probably sensed something, and moved his lower lip slightly, but before he could speak, Chi Ming leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Yan Jiu——"

As if there was an invisible aura pressing down on him, Yan Jiu's heart beat a few times faster, and when he came back to his senses, Chi Ming had already opened his lips with the tip of his tongue and drove straight in.Compared with before, this kiss was not chaotic and irritable. On the contrary, it was like a slow dance, but it was different from the previous ones. Under the appearance of gentle wind and drizzle, there were meteorites passing through the atmosphere. All of them burned with enough heat to pierce people's hearts. Chasing and entwining is gentle, but it is like a vine that is getting tighter and tighter. Yan Jiu gradually forgot how to breathe. The little oxygen was exhausted by the restless heartbeat. He had to Struggling to hug Chi Ming, using his body to stabilize the trembling that spread from his heart to his fingertips.

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Yan Jiu asked: Do you know what a penguin is?

Chi Ming: Penguins (scientific name: Spheniscidae, also known as: Er Pa Si Wu Pa Qi Yao Liu Si): Penguins, known as "Ocean Boats", are the oldest swimming birds. They are likely to wear ice armor on the earth. Before, they had settled down in Antarctica.There are 18 species of penguins in the world, most of which are distributed in the southern hemisphere.Mainly live in the southern hemisphere, belonging to the order Penguin, penguinidae.Characterized by being unable to fly; feet are born on the lowest part of the body, so they are in an upright posture; webbed between toes; plantarity (other birds use toes to land on the ground); forelimbs are fin-shaped; short feathers to reduce friction and turbulence; between feathers A layer of air is retained for insulation.Back black, belly white.The main differences between the various species are head color and individual size. 【From Baidu Encyclopedia】

The author has something to say: not much, about [-], whether you watch it or not will not affect the plot.

as well as,

Regarding the problem of snow in the south, borrow a word from engine oil: the south is all outside the three northeastern provinces.

Of course, the author disagrees. After all, the north of Guangdong is the north.