Two or three ways to subdue a tiger

Yu Moqing opened his eyes in a daze, and was startled awake by the scene in front of him.What kind of serious and unpretentious place is this, with such a small bed?The simple and smooth white wall, the eye-catching black and white wall clock, and the white solid wood wardrobe are suffocatingly simple and serious.Looking at his arms, what's the situation with this white quilt with light blue patterns?Crossed over?

Yu Moqing stood up suddenly, feeling very vigilant about this strange environment, but found that she was still wearing that European-style sleeveless shirt and bloomers, and felt relieved for some reason.What did I do yesterday, it seemed like I was drinking with that trouble, and then I seemed to be shamelessly drunk.Then what?Then……

I was trying to recall the part of my brain that was very unconscious when I found Lin Hanshui walking in.

"You're awake." Lin Hanshui walked towards Yu Moqing wearing a white wide sleeper and stepping on pure black cotton slippers, and said lightly in a declarative sentence.

Yu Moqing felt very ashamed, how should he answer the words.Yu Moqing looked at Lin Hanshui's attire, and his heart tightened.Wait, so that means, this is in this idiot's house?Sleeping in her house all night?

"This, this is your house?" Yu Moqing looked embarrassed.

"Yeah." Lin Hanshui walked towards the closet.

"Why am I at your house?" Yu Moqing's scalp tightened. She who was always fearless was suddenly a little scared now.

"Yesterday you were drunk, and I couldn't wake you up, so I can't know where your home is." Lin Hanshui opened the closet, and at first glance, it was full of dark-toned work clothes in black, gray and wine red, either shirts or suits , and several pairs of beige and dark blue pencil pants and turtleneck sweaters.

Yu Moqing looked at the serious and boring wardrobe, and after hearing this, he could only say: "That's it."

Lin Hanshui casually picked up a set of white shirt and dark blue pencil pants and put them on the bed next to him. He gently rubbed his neck with his hands, and then began to unbutton the large pajamas.

"What are you doing?" Yu Moqing couldn't think of anything else to say to this idiot who wanted to undress in front of her.

"I want to change my clothes. Breakfast is on the table, go and eat." Lin Hanshui has already unbuttoned half of the buttons neatly, revealing his white and clear collarbone and chest.

For the first time, Yu Moqing felt his face was hot, and he stepped out of the bedroom quickly stepping on the flip-flops he was wearing right and left without answering.

Yu Moqing observed the layout of Lin Hanshui's house.Turn right out of the bedroom to a bathroom, turn left to a more serious and dark room like a study with thousands of books, and walk forward to the living room.The living room is neither big nor small, about 20 square meters, but the decoration is still very simple. There are a few boring oil paintings and ink paintings on the wall, and an old wall clock ticking.The dining table is rectangular solid wood, and the chairs are also white solid wood with almost no carvings.

Sitting at the dining table, Yu Moqing saw a golden-fried egg and just-baked crispy bread on a porcelain plate, and a blue-and-white porcelain bowl next to it contained steaming oat milk Porridge.After taking a sip of milk porridge, I was surprised to find that the taste was not bad, smooth and sticky, which made my stomach that was tortured to death by beer yesterday very comfortable.This was made by that Huoshui himself, but it was so delicious, the craftsmanship was no less than that of his little lover Ye Jinyi.

Yu Moqing saw the messy thin blanket on the large sofa in the living room, and suddenly thought that the reason why he was able to roll around on the not too big double bed by himself was because the disaster gave up the whole bed yesterday. Own.

Yes, Lin Hanshui gave up the double bed to Yu Moqing yesterday, and went to sleep on the sofa in the living room by himself, but woke up this morning with numbness and swelling in his neck, which is why Lin Hanshui subconsciously Rubbed his neck.

Yu Moqing felt a little guilty in her heart. He was so kind to him, but he still wanted to do bad things. It was too dishonest.

While eating toast, Lin Hanshui put on his serious clothes and came out of the bedroom, his black layered hair slid back and forth on his shoulders, and looked at Yu Moqing with a smile in his eyes.

"What do you see me doing?" Yu Moqing frowned and swallowed the bread.

"I just think it's strange that Manager Yu ate this thing." Lin Hanshui poured out a cup of coffee skillfully and quickly from the coffee pot. No sugar or milk was added. The black-brown liquid was filled with a bitter taste that Yu Moqing hated. .

"There's nothing else to eat, isn't there?" Yu Moqing was very annoyed at Lin Hanshui's unsatisfactory sarcasm.

When Lin Hanshui heard this sentence, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and he looked directly at Yu Moqing: "Is it not good?"

Yu Moqing was a little overwhelmed by the lethal Max's expression, and the oily smell of eggs came from the tip of his nose, so he could only stammer, "No, it's not..."

"Qingfeng buns are delicious, and the breakfast I made is also delicious. Manager Yu is really close to the people." Lin Hanshui immediately changed into his usual indifferent face, took a sip of coffee and calmly walked to the sofa.

Yu Moqing's mind is full of swear words now: he has fallen into this trap again.Yu Moqing took a bite of the egg resentfully, wishing he could immediately tie up Lin Hanshui and roll him into the river to feed the fish.However, even if you give it to fish, you don't necessarily eat that white stuff. It must be hard to eat a cold stomach full of black water!

In order to ensure that he could get Gao Ya's new album, Lu Xiao went to the lobby of Huatian Shopping City after eleven o'clock to wait for the signing session to start.Although there is still more than an hour before the signing event, it is not wrong to come early, not to mention that groups of fans have gathered in the hall, chatting with great interest about the idol's recent days. trend.

Thinking of meeting Gao Ya in the coffee shop after the signing, I was both excited and scared, afraid that Gao Ya would do something unreasonable to embarrass her.However, she really knew herself before, which is certain, and Lu Xiao's mood instantly relaxed a little.

Lu Xiao's pretty face, perfect figure, and elegant temperament stood out in the crowd.A few of Gao Ya's little fans, who seemed to be younger sisters who had just entered college, immediately noticed Lu Xiao.

"Lu Xiao? The real person is so beautiful." One of the girls whispered to the other girl with an excited expression.

"It seems to be!" The girls tugged and shoved, not knowing whether they should come forward and ask for a group photo.

Lu Xiao enjoys the feeling of being sought after, because he is a not very famous amateur model, and the model is not as famous as a star, so it is a happy thing to be recognized.

Finally, a girl with fresh student hair came over shyly: "Excuse me, are you sister Lu Xiao?"

Lu Xiao looked at the little girl with dark blue eyes, and his red lips curled up gracefully: "Yes."

"I like you very much, can you sign me?" The girl lowered her head tremblingly, her face was a little hot, and handed Lu Xiao a marker pen embarrassingly.

"Of course. But where is the signature?"

The girl immediately realized that she didn't pass the paper, and took out a small notebook from her small handbag in a panic, and flipped to the title page: "Here."

Lu Xiao nodded, and smartly signed the name that he had practiced for a long time before but had never signed a few times.After signing, the little girl couldn't hide the excitement in her heart, carefully took the book back, and bowed: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome." Lu Xiao smiled again.

Afterwards, the girls asked to take a group photo together, and chatted with each other by the way, and an hour passed quickly.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from the crowd, and Lu Xiao raised his head subconsciously, and found that familiar figure appeared in the distance surrounded by the crowd and security guards.

The author has something to say:

I hurriedly watched "The Priestess of Kannazuki" today, and I felt a little melancholy...