stamina

Zhen Meng lives in a high-rise apartment next to the park.

With an area of ​​about [-] square meters, you can see the whole room clearly when you enter the door.

Zou Yina stretched her head to look inside, Zhen Meng bent down and searched for a long time before she took out a brand new pair of slippers.

"You use this," she said.

Zou Yina is very cautious about this person who is currently in a trial atmosphere, and feels that there are doubts everywhere.

She looked at the other pairs of slippers in the shoe cabinet, and asked Zhen Meng, "Why do I use this?"

Zhen Meng: "????"

Zhen Meng: "You don't have to wear slippers if you don't want to."

Zou Yina really wanted to wear slippers. She was wearing boots with small heels, and walking was uncomfortable. After running for a long time today, her feet were almost swollen.

So she poked her neck and asked again: "Why do I use this, there are obviously several pairs over there."

"Ah... what are you talking about." Zhen Meng threw the new slippers at her feet, with an indescribable expression on her face, "Those pairs were worn by my buddies in the band, you can wear them if you don't find them interesting."

Zou Yina: "..."

Zou Yina put on new slippers and muttered, "Why don't you wash them if you think they're smelly?"

Zhen Meng had already entered the house, grabbed a power bank with various cables from the drawer, and put it on the table: "They come every day, and I wash it every day? I'm not their wife."

Zou Yina entered the room and looked around. There was nothing unusual about the room except that a large part of it was occupied by musical instruments.

Zhen Meng entered the bedroom, took out her pajamas after a while, and went into the bathroom.

The sound of shower water soon came from the bathroom, and Zou Yina's tense nerves relaxed a little.

She plugged the phone into the power bank, but didn't turn it on, grabbed a chair and sat down, silently in a daze.

Zhen Meng took a quick shower and came out in about ten minutes.

When it was outside, it was dark, and later Zou Yina ordered him to cook oden, and his image was a bit horrible.This will be washed clean, wearing soft printed pajamas, looking fresh and lovely.

Zou Yina glanced at her.

Zhen Meng said: "Wear my clothes? I don't have any new pajamas."

Zou Yina shook her head: "I don't take a bath."

Zhen Meng: "Okay."

She went into the room, took the quilt and pillows out, and spread them directly on the carpet: "You sleep in the bedroom."

Zou Yina: "Huh?"

Zhen Meng: "No poison! The bed is comfortable to sleep on! Do you want to sleep with me or on the carpet by yourself?"

The carpet is quite big, and there is floor heating in the room, so it won't be cold when you sleep.

But the point is that all kinds of things are scattered on the edge of the carpet. Zou Yina's skin is prone to allergies, and she feels itchy just by looking at it.

"I'm in bed." Zou Yina said.

Zhen Meng arranged her things and nestled under the quilt by herself, swiping with her mobile phone: "Good night."

Zou Yina didn't move.

After reading the news in the group, Zhen Meng looked up at her: "Any questions?"

Zou Yina said, "Why don't you talk to me?"

Zhen Meng: "????"

Zou Yina: "You talked a lot outside just now."

Zhen Meng pointed to her face: "Can't you see it? I'm angry."

Zou Yina: "Why are you angry?"

Zhen Meng: "You beat my head, it's so dirty, it's so hard to wash!"

Zou Yina: "Who told you to scare me first."

Zhen Meng: "Even."

Zou Yina: "Do you have someone you like?"

After a pause, she added: "There will be someone you like if you are single. I am not here to pry into your secret, because you know my secret. This is a big secret for an artist, so what you said Not enough."

Zhen Meng turned sideways and thought for a while: "What you said makes sense, but I don't."

Zou Yina stared at her: "You have, you don't want to say."

Zhen Meng: "I haven't."

Zou Yina: "You have."

Zhen Meng: "I haven't."

Zou Yina: "You..."

Zhen Meng: "You say it a hundred times and I don't believe it. You try it. I might get through it. I won't sleep tonight and I will train you tomorrow, okay? You don't have such a free time, do you? I remember what group you are filming in right now. Really? Is Sora spending time with me here?"

Zou Yina: "..."

Zou Yina entered the bedroom with her mobile phone.

The bedroom walls are covered with posters of domestic and foreign bands.

The bed was fairly tidy, the quilt fluffy and clumped together.

Zou Yina took off her jacket, then her pants and sweater.

She has the habit of wearing bottoming shirts, so that she can avoid allergies when staying in a hotel outside.

The skin-colored bottoming shirt wrapped around a beautiful body line. Zou Yina stared at it for a while before turning on her phone.

The information flooded in, but her emotions had already calmed down.

She is not one to give up lightly, she still has a lot to do.

Whether it's her career or her love, she will never give up, because she has already paid a lot, and she has built herself into the excellent look she is now, and she cannot give up halfway.

Zou Yina ignored the messages from other people and only replied to An.

There is no need to explain too much, just say that my mobile phone is out of battery, and now I have found a hotel to stay.

An asked which hotel she was in, but Zou Yina didn't answer, only saying that she would not miss the plane to the crew tomorrow.

An's words were full of restrained anger, but in the end she couldn't say anything, only let her rest well.

"Well, I see." Zou Yina replied a voice message, which was a complete confirmation of her safety.

The phone fell silent. Her disappearance actually did not cause a large-scale shock. It was only her manager and assistant who were looking for her. He Jinxi didn't make a single call or send a single message.

Zou Yina took her mobile phone, left the bedroom, and came to Zhen Meng.

Zhen Meng was still playing with her mobile phone, looked up at her, and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Zou Yina suddenly got down on the ground, lifted her quilt and got herself inside.

Zhen Meng was startled, the phone fell and hit her nose, the pain was so painful that she almost shed tears.

Zou Yina had already come to her, raised her hand to break off her head, and pressed it into her chest involuntarily.

Zhen Meng: "!!!!"

For a moment, I didn't know whether to feel pain or feel good.

Zou Yina raised her phone, smiled, and clicked.

Zhen Meng: "????"

Zou Yina lowered her head and kissed her on the forehead, click again.

Zhen Meng: "..."

Zou Yina threw her away and checked the photos. Zhen Meng's side face was clear, and Zou Yina's smile was sweet and lingering. It was not a serious relationship at first glance.

perfect.

Zou Yina lifted the quilt, stood up, and shook the phone at Zhen Meng: "This is the handle."

Zhen Meng covered her nose: "Fuck..."

Zou Yina: "So don't have any small thoughts."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and strode back to the bedroom, locking the bedroom door behind her.

My heart was beating fast, and I felt that I was really cool to the extreme.

When the dawn broke again in this city, Zou Yina wrapped herself tightly, came out of the small apartment, and took a taxi to the airport.

At the same time, Zheng Xiao woke up from the sofa in He Jinxi's living room, glanced at the closed bedroom door, and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, she glanced at the refrigerator, took the key hanging in the entrance and went out.

He Jinxi basically has to stay awake at night at work, but he can sleep in for a little bit in the morning.

Zheng Xiao followed the map and entered the vegetable market closest to He Jinxi's home, bought fresh fruits and vegetables, and then walked back in the morning light in the busy morning rush hour of Beishi.

With a distance of 15k and heavy bags in both hands, when I returned to He Jinxi's house, my body was just exercising and warm.

Zheng Xiao likes this feeling, and uses her waking body to prepare breakfast for those who are not yet waking up.

There is a down-to-earth feeling of stepping on the ground.

I simply boiled porridge, made two side dishes, and steamed some cute pig buns.

When the heat was steaming all over the kitchen, Zheng Xiao washed her hands, took off her apron, and knocked on the door of He Jinxi's room.

When knocking for the second time, He Jinxi's confused voice came from inside: "Enter..."

It's like being in an office.

Zheng Xiao turned the handle and pushed open the door.

The curtains in He Jinxi's room were not drawn tightly, and a bright light lay across her quilt, giving off a wonderful sense of art.

Zheng Xiao took a few steps forward and called her in a low voice: "It's time to get up."

It was that voice again, and He Jinxi put his hands on his head and replied, "Mmm~"

Zheng Xiao: "I have breakfast."

He Jinxi: "Wow..."

She finally moved her body and opened her eyes.

Zheng Xiao was within reach of her, and the room smelled of food.

It is even more beautiful than the picture in the dream.

Yes, she dreamed of Zheng Xiao again, when Zheng Xiao was sleeping in her living room.

In the dream, work was very busy, there were many troublesome things, troublesome people were tossing back and forth, and then Zheng Xiao suddenly appeared in front of her and asked her: "Do you want to eat stewed lamb at my house?"

He Jinxi in the dream nodded sharply: "Okay, okay."

Zheng Xiao: "Do you want to ride a little sheep?"

He Jinxi: "Okay, okay."

Zheng Xiao: "Do you want to be with me?"

He Jinxi: "Okay, okay..."

He Jinxi covered her face again.

Shame.

The innocent and joyful atmosphere in the dream still lingered in my mind, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the person involved, feeling ashamed of being caught straight after lusting.

Zheng Xiao said, "Do you want to..."

He Jinxi quickly stopped her: "No, no, I'll get up right away."

Zheng Xiao raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything, but she didn't move, she still stood there.

He Jinxi pulled the quilt and sat up. Her nightgown last night was a very sexy suspender dress. It would be fine if she put it in the past, but now she always feels that if she lifts the quilt so boldly and shows it to Zheng Xiao, it would be a little... coquettish.

Zheng Xiao looked at her, and He Jinxi explained to herself, "I'll take it easy."

Zheng Xiao: "Yes."

He Jinxi lowered her head, and finally managed to get down to business. She took the mobile phone by the bedside: "I don't know if Nana found it..."

Zheng Xiao: "..."

He Jinxi checked the news and found that An didn't send her any more messages, and the company group was peaceful, so he felt relieved: "Fortunately, my mind is still clear."

Zheng Xiao suddenly said, "What do you want now?"

He Jinxi was taken aback, then looked up at her: "What kind of thing?"

Zheng Xiao: "Be sincere last night, what about now?"

He Jinxi realized that she wanted to be sincere last night, but she couldn't bear the sincerity of Zheng Xiao.

Otherwise, Zheng Xiao wouldn't be in her room this time, making her always look a little at a loss.

He Jinxi still clearly remembered the itchy feeling of Zheng Xiao holding her and talking in her ear, the itching made her heart numb and her toes numb.

He Jinxi curled up his toes secretly under the blanket, and said, "70.00%."

Zheng Xiao: "Is it sincere?"

He Jinxi smiled maturely: "As an adult, 70.00% is fine."

Zheng Xiao: "Okay, master."

He Jinxi: "..."

Zheng Xiao walked up to her in two steps, grabbed her hand that was still pressed against the quilt, and pulled her over to kiss her loudly.

He Jinxi: "!!!!"

Zheng Xiao smiled like a loyal robot: "Breakfast is ready for you, you see, should we eat first or eat first..."

He Jinxi interrupted her with a flick of his arm, and said coldly, "Dinner!"

And at the speed of light, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, passed Zheng Xiao, and went straight to the bathroom.

The mirror in front of the sink is very bright and has no water stains.

Zheng Xiao took a shower last night. After she finished taking a shower, she would clean the bathroom.

Another early morning, he made breakfast and woke her up. He Jinxi felt that this did not match her image as a great artist at all.

Like an obedient little maid, He Jinxi would be very happy if she could buy one to keep at home.

Zheng Xiao was just outside the door, and suddenly said: "Master, your porridge is ready, do you want to add sugar?"

He Jinxi felt that he might not have woken up from his dream, so he turned on the faucet, splashed water on his face, and shouted, "Don't call me master!"

Zheng Xiao: "What's your name?"

"Jinxi." He Jinxi subconsciously said, "Call me Jinxi."

"Okay, Jinxi." Zheng Xiao's voice was very gentle, and the effect of these two words in her mouth was different from that of anyone else.