rely on face to eat

It was the first time for Lu Shabai to sleep on a wooden bed.

She felt a little novelty, pressed her fingers carefully on the wooden board, and double-checked that there was no mattress under the quilt.

"Sleeping on such a hard bed..."

Lu Shabai searched for words, she has grown up so much, she has always slept on a soft bed, covered with a thick mattress and soft quilt, lying on it like falling into a cloud, she can forget all troubles.

"Won't your back hurt?"

"No." Ye Yin lay on the side, laying her whole body flat, feeling the touch of her body touching the bed board, "Just get used to it."

She lives in an old-fashioned one-story house with tiled roofs and interlaced wooden beams that are indistinct in the darkness.

The windows are made very large, and you can see the starry sky much clearer than in the city.

Since Ye Yin joined the group, she was lying beside Lu Shabai for the first time.

Those who wandered home after dinner with friends were greeted only by the silence of the room.

Every time Miss Lu pushed open the door, she felt uncomfortable for a moment.

She was used to Ye Yin living with her, the room was full of fireworks, she knew how to cook, nestled on the sofa together, drank drinks and watched movies.

But now, in this low room, Ye Yin was lying beside her, she thought a lot about what to say, but couldn't say anything.

The starry sky outside the window is shining brighter than ever, telling old romantic stories.

She opened her eyes and looked at the roof, not feeling sleepy.

"I don't want to sleep," Ye Yin suddenly turned sideways and stared at her face, "Isn't it?"

"Accept the bed?"

Ye Yin simply used her hand as a pillow, and twisted a strand of her hair with the other hand.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but Lu Shabai's hair seems to have grown a lot.

I thought her hair was tied into a small pull at most, but when I woke up this morning, I found that her hair could be tied into a ponytail.

"I also accepted the bed when I first came here."

Ye Yin's eyes are very big. Living in the country these days, the things he comes into contact with have become simpler and clearer.

She told Lu Shabai all kinds of things after she came here.

On the first day she came here, she stayed awake all night, but she had to get up at six o'clock the next day.

The director came here in the morning to tell them the precautions for this week. She stood at the end of the line with her head down, feeling so sleepy that she was about to fall down.

There are also those dim-colored snacks in the canteen, a large group of ducks raised by the neighbor next door, and a vegetable seller who occasionally comes to sell meat chopping. Although it is boring here, there are many things to talk about.

Lu Shabai listened to her talking, unconsciously, the discomfort of lying on the bed at first gradually disappeared from her attention.

"You are very good at talking."

When her gossiping came to an end, Lu Shabai suddenly said to her.

Ye Yin was a little surprised, and simply joked with her:

"Why, you want to train me to be a host?"

"The host doesn't have to." Lu Shabai was very serious, "you can give a moderate speech."

She was very close to Ye Yin, and could see Ye Yin's bewildered expression, fluttering eyelashes, and confusion in his big eyes.

Like a little hamster that has been snatched from a pine nut.

She is very cute.

These words suddenly flashed in Lu Shabai's mind.

She simply got closer, and within the distance where her lips could touch, Lu Shabai heard the sound of her own heartbeat.

A vigorous, vibrant heartbeat.

Urging her to kiss the person in front of her.

In fact, she did.

Ye Yin's lips are soft, which makes her addicted.

The kiss led by Lu Shabai made Ye Yin dizzy.

The same is the lips touching, the tip of the tongue entangled, I don't know why, but Lu Shabai's movements are particularly enchanting.

Ye Yin felt as if she was floating in the water, the air was thin but too sweet, occasionally a small fish touched the palm of her hand, and the tingling sensation went all the way up from the nerve endings, making her mind unable to breathe.

When she realized it, her hand was already on Lu Shabai's waist, her fingertips touched every inch of skin, and there was a downward trend.

She was short of breath, but extremely suppressed.

Some untouchable pieces of auspicious light may not be far from the fingertips.

"Keep an inch..."

When Lu Shabai pressed her hand, Ye Yin showed a cute smile, trying to get away with it.

"Your skin is so nice."

"keep going."

Lu Shabai's eyes were foggy, and the words he said were a little provocative.

She put Ye Yin's hand back on her waist, and licked the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue.

……Eh.

Ye Yin didn't dare to continue.

Lu Shabai's expression was downplaying, but she felt that she couldn't act rashly.

The palm of her hand caressed that inch of skin she especially liked, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong, she just swam around in that area, occasionally curling up her fingertips, and that touch would cause Lu Shabai to hum softly.

Slowly she fell asleep, and during the time when Ye Yin patted his back gently, Lu Shabai finally found sleepiness.

The night is not long.

The two were squeezed together on a small bed, their hands and feet couldn't quite stretch out, and gradually became entangled. As usual, Lu Shabai used Ye Yin's hand as a pillow, and when he fell asleep, he simply stuck to her body.

The night is long.

Before Ye Yin fell in love with her, she never knew so many little habits of hers.

After removing the armor to face outsiders, Lu Shabai acted like a baby to her, insisted on hugging her when sleeping, played verbal hooliganism occasionally, was afraid of the dark and ghosts, Ye Yin found her soft and cute.

Recently, she also vaguely felt that Lu Shabai was gradually opening up to her, and a more vivid and vivid version of her appeared in front of her eyes, making it difficult for Ye Yin to suppress her heart.

If you like someone, you can't hide it.

The first ray of light in the morning only woke up Ye Yin.

She got up on tiptoe, wanting to make her a breakfast before Lu Shabai left.

She came so far to see her, she always felt that she should do something.

Lu Shabai was awakened by the fragrance.

What awaited her was a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

In the golden chicken broth, a ball of white noodles is nestled inside, covered with a fried poached egg.

Rustic and cute.

Lu Shabai's eyes, which were dry due to getting up early, were a little moist.

She sat at the table and ate chicken noodle soup with Ye Yin. The plain noodles had a special flavor, they were so tough that they were chewy, and they were wrapped in rich chicken soup and melted on the tip of the tongue.

So delicious.

Ye Yin was sitting next to her. When eating noodles, half of her face was buried in the bowl, and she raised her head from time to time, smiling silly at her.

Lu Shabai has eaten many famous chicken noodle soups, but she has never had a bowl that made her feel warm from the tip of her tongue to her heart and stomach.

She wanted to say something, but felt that there was no point in saying anything.

It's not a long-term parting, it's just such an intermittent short separation, which makes people even more at a loss.

Stronger emotions seem to make a big deal out of a molehill.

Say nothing, but not reconciled.

They finished the bowl of chicken noodle soup in silence until Lu Shabai sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

"Ah Bai," Ye Yin finally said, "Bon voyage."

In her voice, there was a thousand times of reluctance.

"I know," Lu Shabai refused to look into her eyes, fearing that he would not be able to leave, "Take care of yourself, don't get tanned, there will be promotion next month."

I miss you before you leave.

Watching off is the most lingering.

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