no ambiguity

The door is not closed, it is wide open, you can go in directly.

The lights in the room are not as bright as the light outside, and the golden afterglow of Huoshaoyun passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows and overflows into the room, coating Qinghe's body with a layer of dim yellow and softness.After going out and coming back this time, she changed her attire, wore a tight skirt once in a while, put on light makeup, and simply had her hair done.

She looked at Wen Ning, a little casually, and explained casually: "G City has been hot recently, I need to bring summer clothes, and I forgot this morning."

I didn't bring suitable clothes, so I had to make a special trip back.

The weather in Nancheng is mostly cool, much more comfortable than the perennially hot city G. It’s only July, and the climates in the two places are very different. You can’t wear coats and long sleeves there. You really need to pack a few short clothes and take them away. .

Wen Ning thought she had left long ago, didn't know she was at home, and didn't expect her to appear like this and make such a statement.The man froze for a moment while maintaining his original movements, and then looked over belatedly.

The skirt Qinghe is wearing was bought at the mall last time. It is a little above the knees. The waist is designed with hollow lace. It has a small V-neck and the back is half exposed. It is mature, elegant and sexy, which is very attractive figure.

This is Wenning's choice, according to Qinghe's usual style, but the last time I went to Wen's for dinner, Qinghe didn't wear this dress, but wore another relatively conservative skirt, after all, it was for the dress at that time. Going to eat with the old man and the others, you still have to restrain yourself in front of the elders.I wore one of the two skirts, and put the rest in the closet. Today was the first time I wore it.

Wen Ning felt that this tight skirt was more suitable for Qing He, and looked better, so his eyes wandered around Qing He.She took off her coat, hung the suit on the rack, walked towards the window and followed Qing He's words: "Then stay for a meal and leave tomorrow morning."

Qinghe went in, closed and locked the door in cooperation.

"The high-speed train at eleven o'clock tomorrow," she said, referring to her future schedule, "I will stay in City G for a few days. If there is nothing else, I will come back once the game is over."

Wen Ning walked to the French windows and closed the curtains to isolate the inside and outside of the house, then continued to unbutton his shirt.

"When is there another game?"

"Hainan," Qinghe said, "it's still early, and we won't be there until late."

Wen Ning opened the closet to look for clothes, and wanted to change out of formal clothes.

The two of them are husband and wife, it's not a big deal to close the doors and windows, and change clothes in front of each other, it's a common thing.We've known each other for so long, and the number of times we've been in bed is almost innumerable. I haven't seen any part of the other person's body, and I've been familiar with it for a long time, so I even know where there is a mole.

Qing He would not pretend to dodge shyly, not only looked at it generously, but also raised her chin and signaled to the other party: "Go to the left, wear the gray one."

Wen Ning didn't refuse, and pushed open the cabinet door on the left, took out the gray skirt hanging in the middle, and then took off his shirt and trousers.

Her usual dressing style tends to be stable and mature, and she seldom looks as gaudy as Qinghe.Her figure is actually pretty good, with a slender figure, smooth and delicate waist and back, all the places that should grow flesh are long, plump but not fat, and her curves are well-proportioned.

Qinghe didn't peep on purpose, walked a few steps, and sat by the bed.

Changing the angle, from behind you can only see the opponent's back and straight and slender legs.

Wen Ning bent slightly, searching for something in the closet, not in a hurry.

She slowly asked: "What did you do out in the afternoon, are you still rehearsing?"

Qing He turned to look at the wall clock on the wall, it was already six o'clock.Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced behind the waist of the person in front of her. She was stunned, and involuntarily sneaked a few more glances.

Wen Ning's waist is really thin and soft, as thin as a piece of paper, with a clear and sexy spinal groove from top to bottom, just a back view is enough to attract attention.This person exercises regularly after work and is very self-disciplined. She not only has a dedicated personal trainer, but also has a small gym in the villa, so she has always maintained a good figure, even though she often works high-intensity and often participates in All kinds of drinking and dining, but she didn't have a trace of excess fat all over her body, and she was better maintained than those young girls.

Aside from other things, Qing He's satisfaction with Wen Ning has increased by at least [-] points, and she is too vulgar in terms of finding a partner. One thing, the other person's appearance and figure is another matter.If it weren't for Wen Ning's face and figure, the possibility of the two of them getting along was almost zero. If it were an ordinary person with no good looks, Qing He would definitely not invite him to sit upstairs, let alone There will be something later.

It was just an inadvertent glance, and some strange images appeared in Qing He's mind, thinking of the night when the two of them were in the rented room for the first time.

Originally, at that time, I really just asked people to go up for a drink, nothing else, just to get closer.At that time, the two of them had already had an ambiguous relationship. They had eaten together, drank wine, and even made an appointment to go to the hot spring. .

Qinghe's shabby rental house is a single room, without even a decent bed, just put a thick mattress on the floor, spread a bed sheet, cover with a quilt, and just sleep on it.The two of them slept together on such a crude bed, without even a decent place. In the end, Qing He turned on the light, and rubbed against Wen Ning's body in a slow manner, speaking incoherently.

With a thick skin, she put her hands on Wen Ning and said in a low voice, "You are so skinny."

Wen Ning sat up, hugged her into his arms, and let her get closer, then hummed lightly, and put his chin on her shoulder again.

She intentionally played tricks on the other party, leaning over to kiss Wen Ning's lips, and said teasingly: "The waist is too thin..."

Just at that time, the relationship between the two was purely excessive, they would not ask for anything from each other, and it was not like it is now.Qinghe locked herself in a rented room all day long, sometimes writing music for slow trains, and sometimes taking two orders to fill in lyrics to make money. Wen Ning would take the initiative to find her, at first once or twice a week, and then almost They come to the door every day.

Perhaps it is because of the excitement that it is easy to breed creative feelings. During that period, Qing He wrote a lot of things. Every time there is a new work, Wen Ning will listen to it first.Her inspiration erupted like a volcano, and her enthusiasm remained undiminished.

The time in the rental room is addictive, and the taste is more enjoyable and comfortable than smoking.The relationship between the two of them became closer and closer, and then Qinghe came to Wenning. Occasionally, Qinghe would live here for a day or two, Wenning would go to work during the day and come back at night, Qinghe will wait for her.

For some reason, Qinghe remembered this past at this moment, thinking that they were all ridiculous in the past, and did such things.

For them in the past, sex and love were separate, and both of them came directly, neither of them said anything, or promised some messy words.The little innocence and innocence left by adults has been turned into nothingness, and it is more of a need, a toss without seeing the result.

Days like that are irresponsible, but also reckless.

Pulling her thoughts back from the past, she looked away and answered the question just now.

"No rehearsal, a teammate has to go to work, no time."

"Find a new guitarist?" Wen Ning asked, still quite familiar with her life in the band.

"Well, a friend." Qing He said.

Wen Ning put on the long skirt and brushed her hair.

Qinghe got up and stepped forward to help the man zip up.

She accidentally touched the man's back, and touched his tender flesh with her fingertips.Probably because of the warm weather, Wen Ning's body temperature was on the high side, as if touching something hot, she immediately curled up her fingers and quickly kept her distance.

Wen Ning could sense what she was doing, and followed her without much reaction.

The zipper was closed, and Wen Ning said: "The magazine has a new theme to shoot, and it will go to Hainan by the end of the month at the latest."

Qinghe lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on the man's back.The butterfly bone on Wen Ning's back is slightly raised, with a slight curvature, creating a narrow slit between the skirt and the back. Standing behind and looking down, one can vaguely see the line of the back under the fabric.

She quietly lowered her eyelids and said, "Are you going?"

"Go for a walk," Wen Ning said, "It's been a long time."

Hainan is a good place. The customs there are completely different from those in Nancheng. One is near the sea and the other is inland. It is suitable for traveling and relaxing. It is a good choice to go there for outdoor shooting in summer.

Qi Rui'an likes to go to Hainan the most, and often goes there for snorkeling. Wen Ning has been there with him several times.

Qing He replied: "It is also possible."

No more words were said, both of them understood.

Downstairs, Uncle Yang didn't know that Qinghe was at home, so he came up to call for someone when the food was served.

The two of them hurried down.

Anyway, it's a birthday. Although there are no treats and no other relatives and friends at home, the meal tonight is still very decent. Uncle Yang has arranged everything from food to drinks in advance. The ingredients are fresh and there are many varieties of dishes. Big table, and several kinds of red wine.

There is a small wine cellar in the villa, and the red wine is taken from it. It is full of good things that have been treasured for a long time, and a bottle is worth a lot.

Qing He came back, Uncle Yang was happy, he just poured several glasses of red wine for him to drink, sandwiched in the middle to create an atmosphere.

This meal took a long time, nearly two hours after eating, and the three bottles of red wine bottomed out.Qinghe didn't dare to drink too much, worried that she wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow and catch up with the high-speed train to G city.Wen Ning drank a lot, and clinked cup after cup with Uncle Yang until his ears turned red.

Wen Ning has a good capacity for alcohol, and in the end he was able to help the drunken Qing He upstairs without a single step.

As soon as she entered the room, she locked the door behind her, and then went into the bathroom to wash with her arms around Qinghe.

Tonight's bath water was scalding hot, and it was so hot that I was sweating finely on my forehead.

Qinghe's feet were vacant, so she had to hold on to the wall, lean back, and lean against it, so as not to fall.The water from the shower fell on her shoulders and flowed all the way down. She raised her head and took a deep breath.

The night in Jiangting is still quiet, the environment is quiet, there are no annoying noises around, and it is much cleaner than Xihe Street.

The high-speed rail station is nearly an hour's drive away from Jiangting. The next day, Qinghe got up exhausted, packed up early in the morning, and set off at nine o'clock.

Uncle Yang drank too much wine last night, so he couldn't drive her to the high-speed rail station, so the aunt at home who can drive gave her.As for the luggage and Bess in the old house, Ye Xilin and Qi Er helped carry them over, and the three agreed to meet at the station.

Wen Ning didn't go to send her off, she still had work, which was no easier than Qinghe, and she had to prepare for a very important meeting in the afternoon.When Qinghe left, she was reading documents in the study, and didn't go out to watch them off. She didn't go back to the room to change clothes until the house was completely clean, and planned to go out.

Qinghe left in a hurry, in a hurry, as if exploding, making a mess on the bed and in the closet.

After last night, the room was still relatively bad.

Wen Ning pulled the corner of the quilt smoothly, and threw the pink box on the bedside table into the drawer.

Compared with last night, there was one more thing on the bedside table.A gift box not as big as a palm.

It was left by Qing He before he left.

Wen Ning noticed this when he came in, and knew it was for himself.

Open it, and inside is an earring.

——I didn’t give her a birthday present in person yesterday.

Because it was a gift bought on a whim, the style of the earrings was relatively ordinary, without any fancy design, and it was too simple, with only an "N" letter on it.

This thing is not very eye-catching, and the price is not as good as any other gift I received yesterday. It only cost half of the money in the Qinghe card, which is only a few thousand less.

After looking carefully for a while, Wen Ning took out the earrings and put down the gift box.

The high-speed train from Nancheng to G City will take about eight hours at the fastest, get on the train at [-] o'clock, and get there at night.

The original plan was for three people to go there together, but Qi Er brought one more person, so the trip became a four-person trip.

The one with the most is none other than Zhang Ming.

Qi Er has a close relationship with Zhang Ming's cousin, that is, Qing He and the others' acquaintances and friends, thinking that it is a rare opportunity to participate in the competition this time, and it happens that Zhang Ming has no class this week, so he can take him there to gain experience.

Young people, enjoy it when you have the opportunity, walk around, it won't be too bad.

This trip was at Zhang Ming's own expense, Qinghe and Ye Xilin had no objections, anyway, they didn't pay for it, Zhang Ming could go to heaven if he wanted to.

The eight-hour high-speed rail ride is quite boring, and there is nothing else to do on the train except listening to music and watching dramas.Qinghe didn't like to chat, and Ye Xilin didn't talk too much. Zhang Ming and Qi Er were the ones talking non-stop along the way.

It was mid-to-early July, and many elementary and middle school students were on vacation. There were quite a few children on this bus, and each one was more noisy than the other.Qinghe has been wearing earphones, turned up the volume to the maximum, and no matter how noisy the little brats around him are.

It was almost dark when we arrived in G City, and there were people there to meet us.

They were not the only bands who rushed over from other places, but there were several other bands. The staff arranged for a bus to pick everyone up, and they had to wait for the next group of people to arrive at the station.

The four followed the staff, went to the bus and waited.

There were already more than a dozen people in the car, all unfamiliar faces, and no one knew anyone.

Qinghe went up and glanced around, seeing no one he knew, went straight to the last row and sat down, without saying hello to the musicians from other teams.It's still Qi Er who knows how to be a man. He smiles as soon as he gets in the car, and he is quite familiar, but few people pay attention to him. Everyone is tired. After sitting in the car for a long time, he hasn't eaten yet, and it's extremely hot and very irritable.

Ye Xilin was not interested in this kind of useless communication, and acted more indifferent than Qing He, without moving his eyes, and went directly to sit next to Qing He.

The wait lasted for an hour, and after that two waves of people came up, all of them were young faces, who seemed to be in their early twenties.

There are still a few high-speed trains that have not arrived today, but the bus is full of people, so there is no need to wait, this bus can finally go first.

The venue for the competition was in the suburbs, in an industrial village. The car stopped and turned all the way, and it took almost two hours to reach the destination.

The competition venue this time was built temporarily, it looks very shabby, and the accommodation conditions are not good, far worse than the hotels on Huancheng North Road. One room has two bunk beds, and four people can squeeze into a small room. There are not even separate bathrooms and toilets, all are shared.

Qinghe doesn't dislike this environment, but it's a bit of a mess. G City is very expensive. Before coming here, I thought the treatment should be good this time. It's a bus transfer and a two-hour drive, but I came to such a poor place. Simply.

But no matter how aggrieved, I still have to hurry up and pack up when I find a room to put down my things.She lives with Ye Xilin, and there are two other trendy girls.

When they entered, two girls were chatting on the bed, and the one with the short hair asked the other: "Hey, it's said that the empty music team that is very popular on the Internet is going to participate in the competition recently, is it true or not?"