stamina

Zheng Xiao looked at her for a long time.

He Jinxi's eyes were red, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to want to fight with others in his grievance.

Zheng Xiao's palm slipped down and rested on her waist: "You don't want to."

He Jinxi moved closer to her and grabbed her lips: "I said I miss it, and I think about it..."

Zheng Xiao didn't tilt her head, her lips touched, and all the warm breath greeted her.

Zheng Xiao took a deep breath.

He Jinxi rubbed wildly, but failed to pry Zheng Xiao's teeth open.

The more she got closer, the angrier she became, and she simply bit Zheng Xiao's lips, which were soft, fleshy, and had a good taste.

"Hmm..." Zheng Xiao let out a low cry of pain.

He Jinxi let go of her lips, and pulled away her arms around his waist, then turned and walked to the bedroom.

Zheng Xiao grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing?" He Jinxi didn't look back, "If you don't do it, don't touch me."

Zheng Xiao's palm was very hot, sticking to her skin like a soldering iron: "Have you not had dinner yet?"

He Jinxi closed her eyes, unable to answer.

She did go to the restaurant, but she only drank half a glass of water for the whole meal.

Zheng Xiao didn't insist on asking her to answer, she shook the hand holding He Jinxi's wrist, causing He Jinxi's body to shake slightly.

"I have been preparing for a long time, and there is only the last process left."

He Jinxi pursed her lips, Zheng Xiao continued to shake her hand, acting like a child, "Go and wash your face, you can eat hot food when you come out."

All of He Jinxi's emotions welled up in his throat, ready to burst out as soon as he opened his mouth.

She felt her extremities were cold, but her heart was hot. She felt flustered, but at the same time felt relieved.

She didn't know what to do, but luckily Zheng Xiao gave her instructions.

"En." He Jinxi squeezed out a word, shook off Zheng Xiao's hand, and went into the bathroom.

She mechanically removed her makeup, washed her face, and skinned her skin.

He tied up his messy long hair with a scrunchie, and kicked the extremely uncomfortable shoes on his feet.

After coming out of the bathroom, He Jinxi went to change his shoes and clothes.

Sitting clean and refreshed at the dining table, Zheng Xiao had already scooped up the soup for her.

"I made some cakes," Zheng Xiao said, "so I didn't make any more staple food. It's better to eat less starch at night."

"Yeah." He Jinxi hugged the soup bowl, his face was fumigated by the fragrant heat, and he suddenly felt that it was no big deal.

It's no big deal to meet someone she doesn't want to see, whether it's hope or disappointment, her life will go on eventually, in the way she likes.

He Jinxi took a sip of the soup and said, "It's delicious, thank you."

Zheng Xiao smiled and said, "I never let you down."

He Jinxi suddenly wanted to say something sincere: "Yes."

Zheng Xiao paused for a moment with his chopsticks, but in the end he accepted the conclusion calmly and did not refute: "Then if there is such a time in the future, tell me."

He Jinxi: "The disappointment that can be expressed is not considered disappointment."

Zheng Xiao didn't answer, and after a while, she suddenly said: "I'll be more careful in the future."

He Jinxi raised his eyes to look at her, and felt that he was really a white-eyed wolf.

Eating other people's food and drinking other people's food, treating them as objects of anger, and asking them to "be more careful" after the work is over.

"No need." She picked up the ingredients in the soup bowl irritably, "We can just get along normally."

"En." Zheng Xiao responded.

But obviously he was more careful. He Jinxi rushed to clean up the dishes after dinner, but Zheng Xiao didn't dare to stop her.

When she was busy in the kitchen, Zheng Xiao passed by the kitchen door three times, and each time she would sneak a glance at her before she could see her.

He Jinxi couldn't stand it.

But anyone who gets along with He Jinxi for a while knows that she is a soft-hearted person.When working on weekdays, the people under her have done wrong things, and the emotions she chooses in front of her without exception are pretending to be pitiful.

As long as she is pitiful enough, He Jinxi will always forgive her.

She couldn't bear the appearance of others showing weakness, couldn't bear others being cautious, and couldn't bear others bearing guilt.

Because it always made her think of herself, and during the two years at home after the age of 16, even breathing felt wrong.

After He Jinxi cleaned up the kitchen and came out, Zheng Xiao nestled on the sofa, looking at her with wide eyes.

The quilt she would cover at night was neatly folded in the corner of the sofa. He Jinxi felt that she was like a small animal who had found her own nest. Apart from interacting with her owner, she only dared to stay in her one-third of an acre of land.

There was a drawing book next to her, and He Jinxi looked over and asked her, "Did you draw just now?"

Zheng Xiao shook his head.

He Jinxi wiped off the water drops on his hands and walked in front of her, raised his hand to get the drawing book: "I've been drawing for a long time today..."

As a result, before he could finish speaking, the notebook was snatched away.

Zheng Xiao hid the drawing book behind her back, a little vigilant and flustered: "I can't read this now."

He Jinxi said, "Why?"

Zheng Xiao: "Inappropriate."

He Jinxi: "It's just a painting, there's nothing wrong with it."

Zheng Xiao just shook her head and stopped talking. The more this happened, the more curious He Jinxi became.

She moved closer, trying to snatch the notebook, Zheng Xiao reacted quickly, rolled over and fell down on the sofa, pressing the notebook under her body.

"Wow." He Jinxi laughed, "It's pretty smart."

Zheng Xiao: "Don't come here."

He Jinxi got his hands on her and scratched her waist: "I'm coming over."

The two got into a mess. He Jinxi's years of boxing training were not in vain, and he had the upper hand in terms of strength and speed.But she was afraid of breaking the book and crushing others, so she was timid, so she fought evenly.

In the end, Zheng Xiao sat down on the carpet and never got up again.He Jinxi squatted on the sofa and looked down at her, his body was steaming, and his eyes were full of smiles.

She raised her chin and said, "Did you draw me?"

Zheng Xiao pursed her lips tightly.

Seeing her expression, He Jinxi became more and more sure of his guess: "Is it all about me?"

Zheng Xiao sniffed, and then she looked like crying.

"Okay." He Jinxi raised his hand and slapped her on the head, "Stop pretending, show it to me, and I'll exchange a secret with you after reading it."

Zheng Xiao got up suddenly, and offered the book with both hands, without any hesitation.

He Jinxi: "..."

Zheng Xiao: "I just paint by myself, I won't make it public, and I won't sell it for money."

He Jinxi took the notebook, her heart beating a little fast: "That depends on how well you draw."

In fact, she knew that Zheng Xiao couldn't draw badly.

She was also ready to see herself in Zheng Xiao's eyes.

But she didn't expect Zheng Xiao to draw so many.

In the room with the twilight of the morning light, the sleeping woman in the room, the woman got out of bed and stretched herself, slipped on her slipper that couldn't be dropped, and walked into the bathroom.

The bright mirror in the bathroom, the woman who puts on makeup in front of the mirror, the woman carefully draws the eyebrows of the queen's aura, and smiles brightly when she puts on lipstick, which is the bright posture of a girl again.

The kitchen is so clean that I don’t usually use it. In the kitchen, there is a woman frowning at fried eggs. The straps of her pajamas fall off her shoulders. The woman raises her hand to pull it, and holds a curling cigarette between her fingers...

He Jinxi didn't finish reading, she closed the picture book.

She thought she was ready to put on a casual expression of indifference, but now the corners of her mouth would not be raised, her eyes would not blink, and she was stuck in an awkward atmosphere that was neither up nor down.

It's not that she hasn't been painted before, it's that she hasn't been painted like this.

Every time Zheng Xiao draws a picture, it must be like her ceramic dolls that have been abandoned all over the yard. She has to do it to the extreme, to be crazy, and to be so intense that no one can bear the frenzied attention contained in it.

This is probably the real artist, they never force their emotions, never consider the secular consequences, they hide everything they want, and say it vividly.

He Jinxi gave up struggling, she no longer deliberately controlled her expression, and sighed from the depths of her soul: "What are you doing? Are you not tired of drawing so much?"

"Isn't it fun?" Zheng Xiao came up to her, happily took the notebook and let the pages fall quickly, "It's moving."

He Jinxi is not a fool, but she thinks Zheng Xiao is a fool: "Do you want to make an animation for me?"

Zheng Xiao looked at her with bright eyes: "Do you want it?"

He Jinxi: "I don't want it!"

"Oh." Zheng Xiao patted the notebook, "Then just finish drawing this."

It's quite a thick book, but with Zheng Xiao's desperate attitude to work, He Jinxi has no doubt that it will only take a few days.

"Aren't you..." He Jinxi pursed her lips, feeling that it was a bit strange to say this, so she changed the subject, "Do you drink?"

Zheng Xiao: "Yes."

He Jinxi got off the sofa and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of good wine.

The degree is not very high, but the taste is very good. It will not make people unconscious, but it can make the brain feel dizzy and put down its guard and face.

He Jinxi poured wine for the two of them, raised his glass and said, "Touch one."

Zheng Xiao was very obedient, clinked glasses lightly, then paused and said, "I'm full every day."

He Jinxi laughed: "Is this the only blessing?"

Zheng Xiao: "Every day, with the level of this dinner, I can be full."

He Jinxi's smile was stuck in half, his mouth shrunk, and he suddenly wanted to cry again.

She lowered her head, thinking that this blessing was really a grand blessing.

When you go home after a busy day, and go home after being wronged outside, someone can hug you, and someone has already prepared meals for you.She is worried about whether you are hungry or not, she is afraid that you will be angry, she comforts you carefully, and tries her best to make you happy.

The most important thing is that everything about her seems to be based on your aesthetic point, and you know in your heart that you like her more and more, and you like her very much.

He Jinxi raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one go.

The smell of wine was very fragrant, and when it evaporated, she became as bold as she usually pretended to be.

He Jinxi asked Zheng Xiao: "Are you thinking about me all day, are you obsessed with me in your head, have you lost your inspiration for me, am I you... Last year and this year, the last the person I like?"

Zheng Xiao's expression became a little sad, she lost that immobile posture, and looked more and more like a simple child.

"Yes." She replied He Jinxi.

As if the answer was too obvious to be worth asking.