Double Lover [Entertainment]

After all, they have been together for a long time.

Ginger Tea was enlightened early. He discovered that he liked girls when he was in junior high school. After high school, the sex ratio in science classes was unbalanced, and there were very few pretty girls of the same sex.Given, who suddenly appeared, was outstanding and beautiful, with outstanding temperament, and easily became everything to her in adolescence.

Recalling the past, Jiang Cha nestled on the sofa, trembling her fingertips, poked into the forum where she often posted.

Given never looked at her phone, so when she entered, the page was directly logged in.Her ID is "Ginger soup is delicious", her profile picture is the same as her ID, with shreds of ginger floating in a small white porcelain bowl.

Below is her post history.

There was only one post: "Senior sister and I".

Compared with those teacher-student romances, this is just a very common title, so not many people read it.

The ginger tea is updated at will, and the people below comment at will, like an anonymous diary.

The first time she posted a post was six years ago, when she was a freshman and managed to get into THU, where she was admitted to the same university as Givenchy.When she was admitted, Givenchy was a senior and was about to leave school to go abroad.

——"The first time I saw my senior was at our high school alma mater on a morning in autumn."

——"At that time, I was standing on the stairs reciting words, and suddenly a girl ran over, hugged me from behind, and leaned close to my ear, and said softly, why are you here?"

——"I was taken aback, so I turned my head."

——"As soon as I looked up, I bumped into a pair of black and white eyes, my heart jumped heavily, and I exclaimed: God, there are people like this in the world, it's terrible. She is wearing a loose white school uniform, taller than me, He lowered his head, the tip of his chin just resting on my shoulder, and just looked at me with clean and clear eyes.

With a white face, a high nose bridge, and a little cold thin eyelids, she is such a beautiful girl. "

——"She stared at me for a while, blushed, suddenly said 'excuse me', and turned around inexplicably, as if she was a little embarrassed."

——"I haven't figured out what's going on, and I don't know who she is, but if there is such a beautiful girl in school, why did I only find out now?"

——"Later I found out that it was the third year of senior high school presentations, and a representative of college students from a prestigious school returned to their alma mater to give a speech. Because their alma mater has always had strict regulations on school uniforms, they have to wear school uniforms before they can enter the school. At that time, my sister was already going to college It's three, it's the student representative of THU, sharing the experience of preparing for the exam with the students in the auditorium."

——"At the end of the speech, a circle of junior students surrounded her, and I was among them. The senior sister suddenly saw me and suddenly asked, 'What's your name?' I looked around and found that she was really asking me , and told her.

She smiled, very gentle: 'The name is very nice. '"

——"Later, I couldn't help but wonder why she hugged me and asked my name, would she like me?"

——"It was from that time that I gradually fell in love with her."

Jiang Cha looked at the post he had written before, and buried his head in the pillow, like an ostrich, only revealing the ruby-like earlobes.

It's kind of stingy, but more sour-sweet.

After being in a daze for a moment, she clicked on WeChat again, but Given hadn't responded to the message, and she didn't know if she would be back at night.Jiang Cha sighed softly, a little disappointed.

She stood up, thinking to herself, it's better to cook the soup first.

The cobalt blue Porsche stopped at the crossroads. After a while, it made a turn and turned into a group of villas.

There are French plane trees on both sides of the empty asphalt road. The living area in this area is very complete, with coffee shops, bakeries, luxury counters selling clothes and bags, and even a newly settled shopping mall.

The driver rolled down the window, swiped his card, and entered the community.

The small western building is three storeys high, European style, with warm exterior walls, with a top floor and a garage.The owner inside is obviously a lover of life. Several pots of roses and gardenia trees are planted in the fenced garden.The lawn is green, clean and warm.

If there is only one person living here, it will be too empty; for two people, it will be a little less lonely.

Given got out of the car, and walked into the garden with ease, with a touch of his fair and slender index finger, he pressed his fingerprint on the door handle, and opened it with a soft beep.

The whole floor-to-ceiling windows, the setting sun shines, and the cold white marble floor casts the shadow of the slanted window lattice, which is reflected on the sofa all the way.A large oil painting is hung on the wall behind the sofa, which expands the sense of space. The abstract misty paint goes well with the clean and simple style of the interior.

There are ginger tea bags and knitted jackets on the sofa, and several books of different thicknesses are stacked on the coffee table, all of which are professional books, magazine film reviews, scripts, and acting analysis.It seems that I just flipped through it, and one of them still has a bookmark with brown veins.

I don't know how long Jiang Cha has been home, the kitchen lights are on, and the range hood is making a soft sound.Through the frosted glass, a slender figure swayed inside the door, and the busy shadow swayed vaguely.

Given put down his bag, opened the sliding door, leaned against the light wood door frame, and looked at her leisurely.

Ginger Tea is ignorant, her movements are gentle and patient——

Wash the corn and carrots, cut into sections, and put them in a small earthen pot.Then she hooked the soft long hair on the left earlobe with her white little finger, pinned it behind her small and moist ear, bent over, revealing a small piece of snow-white skin on her back, and found a few bottles of sauce from the cupboard, including white vinegar and soy sauce. Category.

She took off her coat and only wore black suspenders and cropped jeans, revealing her beautiful and delicate ankles.The shoulders are shaved, the black complements the white, and the skin becomes whiter and more tender.Thick black long hair scattered casually like a waterfall, long legs and thin waist.

Seemingly looking for something, Jiang Cha turned around, saw Givenchy suddenly appearing, was taken aback, and stopped moving instantly.

She has come back.

Jiang Cha's heart skipped a beat.

When did you arrive home?

How long has she been looking at herself like this?

Looking at each other, Jiang Cha was nervously at a loss.

Given was much more mature than the "senior sister" in his memory, he stood quietly at the door, looking at her speechlessly.The dark blue silk shirt with a large lapel shone with satin soft light, the cuffs were slightly rolled up, and the slightly curly hair was hanging on the collarbone. The silver earrings inlaid with santaite shook slightly, and the cold light swayed slightly.A pure black tube skirt with straight and slender legs.

The long black hair is loose on one side, and the other side is pinned behind the ear. The bridge of the nose is high, the red lips are elegant, the eyes are very black and bright, and there is a faint smile in the eyes, looking at Jiang Cha quietly.

The cold light illuminates Givenchy's thin side face, which is white and cold, like beautiful jade.Her eyelashes were long and dense, not curled, and her eyes were extraordinarily bright. She stared at Jiang Cha so intently, her heart beat a few times for no reason.

Seeing her like this, Given gave a low smile: "Scared you?"

She held a satchel in one hand, brushed her long hair by her ear with the other, and leaned there quietly: "Come here. Come closer."

With a touch of crimson dyed on her soft and white cheeks, Jiang Cha walked over and gently hugged her flexible waist, resting her chin on her collarbone.

Jiang Cha tilted his head slightly, leaned close to his ear, and exhaled softly: "You don't need to work at this time?"

Given looked at her and said softly, "I miss you, so come back and have a look."

Ginger tea's long eyelashes are like cicada wings, hanging down lightly, and the corners of the lips are bent, covering up the momentary joy.

Given bowed his head and kissed her long eyelashes, his movements were very gentle.

She likes to hug herself and kiss her eyes, Jiang Cha knows.I especially like the way her eyes are downcast, Jiang Cha secretly guesses, is it because she looks extra docile?Or is it because it resembles the scene where they bumped into each other for the first time?

……

With a "slap", the buttons on the back were lightly lifted by the fingertips, and the fingertips swam to the soft place.

Ginger tea trembled as if afraid of itches, her snow-white ears were stained with blush, and her delicate forehead was wet with sweat. She slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes looked at Givenchy innocently, her red lips parted slightly, and she gasped.

Under the white and small Qiong's nose, the lips are ruddy, soft and shiny.As if thirsty, the tip of the tongue lightly licked the corners of his lips, bringing up a glint of water.

Like a silent seduction.

Given's thick long eyelashes fluttered down, and his face was moved in a flash.

Then he bent down without hesitation.

With overwhelming kisses, the ginger tea was almost melted by her, and she couldn't help humming softly.

Her voice is thin and soft, like a baby bird, which makes people reluctant to be bullied, if you hold it in your hand, if you squeeze it hard, you are afraid that it will break.

But the moment she spoke, Givenchy froze.

Given lowered his eyes, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly.

For a moment, as if he no longer wanted to bear it, he pushed her away.

"what happened?"

"Don't make a sound." Chang Mei frowned slightly, turned his head, and ordered without looking at her, sighing.

"why?"

Jiang Cha blinked, puzzled, with a panting voice.

It was Givenchy's chuckle that answered her.

With a little helplessness, a little cool.

Don't make a sound, because your voice is nothing like hers.

The voice doesn't sound like it. How can this dream be complete?

The author has something to say: I want to write about Bai Yueguang turning into a rival in love ^O^/