Shoulder to shoulder

After Bi Guo returned to the hotel, he looked at the big bed in the middle of the room, feeling agitated.

She wanted to wait for Jian Xuezhou to come back, so she took a notebook and wrote an update of the street essay.

Under "Living Together with Idol", there was a lot of wailing, and many readers went to Weibo.

Yesterday, because of Ji Lan, she was not in the mood to update this article. Now that the dust has settled, she doesn't have much energy.

Bi Guo put down the computer, lay down on the sofa, and couldn't help but wonder: when she was writing this article passionately, when she was immersed in the joy of cohabiting with Zhou Xingqiao, was Ji Lan stuck in a depression that she couldn't extricate herself from? In the whirlpool, suffering, but no one to save.

She picked up her phone and sent a message to Ji Lan's gray profile picture: As long as you are happy, come back to me anytime.

After all, there is only these things that can be done.

She can't take away the pain of others, nor is she willing to give up her own happiness because of the pain of others.

She will continue to update "Living Together with Idols", which is her best achievement and a way for her to vent her turbulent emotions.

The dinner was delayed very late because of the bookstore partner in Beishi.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I came out of the restaurant.

From last night to now, Jian Xuezhou basically kept going, except for laziness in the lounge in the afternoon.

Because of being tired, the whole person's aura became a lot irritable. The little girl from the company came over and said a few words to her, and then they all fled away embarrassingly.

Jian Xuezhou never went with his colleagues on business trips, even if they stayed in the same hotel, they went back separately.

The taxi driver winked and didn't speak all the way. Jian Xuezhou went back to the hotel quietly, and knocked on the door when he reached the room.

There was a noise in the room, very loud.Then there was a series of words: "Come, come, come..."

Bi Guo ran over to open the door, and it only took a few seconds, but he looked annoyed as if he had made a big mistake.

Jian Xuezhou looked at her slanted ponytail, and Bi Guo took a step back embarrassedly: "Sister Jian, I'm sorry, I just fell asleep."

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Jian Xuezhou entered the room, kicked off his high heels, unbuttoned his shirt, and finally felt much more comfortable.

She walked to the bathroom, saw the neat bed without any wrinkle, and asked Bi Guo, "Where did you sleep?"

"on the sofa……"

"Why don't you go to bed and sleep?"

"I'm waiting for you, waiting, waiting, I fell asleep first..."

"Have you washed yet?"

"Ah."

"Then go to bed now." Jian Xuezhou raised his hand and suddenly smiled, "Wait for me on the bed."

She was teasing, but Bi Guo's face flushed instantly. After Jian Xuezhou finished speaking, he went into the bathroom. Hearing the sound of water coming from inside, Bi Guo felt that he could jump up and write eight thousand words.

But she obediently followed Jian Xuezhou's instructions and went to bed.

Waiting like this is really frustrating.

Bi Guo took the mobile phone and swiped through Weibo row after row, his eyes were as if he had cataracts, everything was blurry, and he couldn't really see anything.

Jian Xuezhou didn't take a bath for a long time, and when he came out, he put on a mask, and Bi Guo quietly touched his face.

Really rough, hey...

Wrapped in a bath towel, Jian Xuezhou squatted in front of the suitcase to take his pajamas. His posture and body were too alluring, almost spontaneously shining with white light.

Bi Guo didn't dare to look at it, so he simply turned sideways, curled himself up, and pretended that he didn't exist.

Jian Xue finally finished tidying up on Zhou Yitong. The red suspender nightdress with black silk trim, according to Bi Guo's previous aesthetics, must feel that this dress is extremely gaudy.

But wearing it on Jian Xuezhou's body is completely different. Bi Guo just glanced at it and sighed, "So the designer wanted this effect".

Jian Xuezhou's face was moist and tender after applying the mask, and exuded a little cucumber-like fragrance.

She glanced at Bi Guo and said, "Are you going to sleep?"

Bi Guo only dared to give her a side face and nodded vigorously.

"En." Jian Xue raised his hand on Monday and turned off the light.

The darkness that disappeared for a moment, and then the light returned little by little, and the neon diffused the charming atmosphere through the window.

Bi Guo completely turned himself to an invisible direction, only staring at a vase in the corner of the room, but the breath of the person behind it was too strong.

There is breath, fragrance, and warm body, not far away from her, quietly seductive.

Bi Guo didn't dare to move, he was afraid that any noise would disturb Jian Xuezhou's rest, and he was also afraid that if something was wrong, he would reveal his dirty thoughts.

But Jian Xuezhou obviously didn't have such worries. Not only did she turn over twice freely, she also approached Bi Guo during the second turn, and her fingertips touched behind Bi Guo.

At the position of the lower back, Bi Guo tensed his body uncontrollably, making a slight arc away.

Jian Xuezhou said, "Can't sleep?"

The voice was a little breathy, fuzzy and soft, like a dream.

"No." Bi Guo felt a little regretful when she spoke, her voice was too clear.

Jian Xuezhou's fingers suddenly landed on her back and moved up the spine. Bi Guo's brain roared, overwhelming, and his breath was taken away.

That finger, tickling, was finally located directly behind her, and suddenly hooked onto Bi Guo's underwear belt, with a "boom".

Bi Guo was shocked and almost jumped up.

She started on the spot without assistance, jumped a certain distance, touched the edge of the big bed, and finally turned around, staring at Jian Xuezhou.

Jian Xuezhou's eyes didn't open at all, he yawned, and said in a sticky voice: "Why are you wearing a bra while sleeping?"

After Bi Guo couldn't answer, Jian Xuezhou said again: "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Of course it was uncomfortable, Bi Guo grabbed the edge of the bed, pretended to be deaf and dumb, and considered the possibility of sleeping on the sofa.

"Take it off." Jian Xue said thoughtfully.

These two words were spoken clearly, the eyelashes trembled, and under the dim light, those beautiful eyes were about to open.

"I..." Bi Guo hesitated to speak.

"Hurry up." Jian Xuezhou twisted his body impatiently, leaving Bi Guo with a perfectly curved back, "Take it off and go to bed, what's the matter, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Bi Guo knew that Jian Xuezhou was already very tired, so she didn't dare to waste any more time, and quickly took out the bra according to the idol's words, and looked back and forth, seeing that there was no place to hide, she simply pressed it under the pillow.

Go back and lie down obediently, deliberately keeping a long distance from Jian Xuezhou this time, one leg can reach under the bed.

Jian Xuezhou's breathing was fast, steady and even. Bi Guo thought he could keep his eyes open until dawn, but within a few minutes, he fell asleep groggyly.

When falling asleep, she kept telling herself not to roll to the right, not to roll to the right...

In the dream, it sounded like a curse all night long.

On the second day, there was no loud alarm clock and no summer heat, Bi Guo slept lazily and softly, and woke up refreshed.

She always felt that there were very pleasant things lingering around her, so she opened her eyes, stared at a green box for a long time, and then sat up abruptly.

She slept with Zhou Xingqiao!

Right on this bed!She slept with the beautiful, smart and talented Zhou Xingqiao!

And she... rolled completely to the right...

There was no one around, no one in the room, but there was Jian Xuezhou's smell on the pillow, on the quilt, and even in the air.

Surrounded by such a fragrance in the quiet and secret space, it was as if poison had entered the body. In an instant, Bi Guo felt his lust tumbling.

In order not to let himself do something truly shameful, Bi Guo threw off the quilt and got up, rushed into the bathroom quickly, and splashed two handfuls of cold water on his face.

It's a pity that the cold water in summer, as long as it has not been iced, will carry some heat higher than the indoor temperature.

Bi Guo rushed back to the room, found the phone and wanted to send Jian Xuezhou a message, asking where she was.

But as soon as I opened it, I saw Jian Xuezhou's WeChat message popped up. It was sent an hour ago, saying that I have something to do and I won't be back until the afternoon.

Bi Guo suddenly felt that Jian Xuezhou must have given parents peace of mind when he was a child, whenever he went out, he would inform him when he would go home.

Bi Guo was completely free. There was an idol-scented hotel in a strange city. What she had the guts to do was to let her imagination run wild and write a few thousand words.

"The Days of Living Together with Idol" was updated again, this time Bi Guo explained the update time and frequency of this article in his remarks at the end. Not long after it was posted, the comments were full of joy.

Many people said that they thought she would stop changing.

Bi Guo simply posted a Weibo, accompanied by screenshots of the two articles, saying: Don't worry, everyone, the pits I opened will be filled.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Jian Xuezhou returned to the hotel, and at seven o'clock, they got on the return plane.

After taking off this time, Jian Xuezhou didn't wrap herself in a blanket and close her eyes to rest. She picked up a magazine and flipped through it.

Bi Guo felt that this was a good time to communicate, so he asked her in a low voice, "Sister Jian, are you going to the autograph meeting today too?"

"There aren't so many signings." Jian Xue said thoughtfully, "Bailu's next show is in Orange City, next week."

"Then you travel every week?"

"No." Jian Xuezhou put down the magazine in his hand and looked at her, "I follow her occasionally, and most of the time I travel on business for meetings."

"Oh, that's it." Bi Guo didn't really understand, just to start a conversation.

Jian Xuezhou seemed quite interested in this topic. She asked Bi Guo, "Whose autograph party do you want to see?"

Bi Guo glanced at her, lowered his head, and picked at his fingers: "She doesn't know how to hold a signing party."

"Huh? Who is it?" Jian Xuezhou supported his head with his slender fingers, and looked at her with a smile, "Are you so sure? Do you know him well?"

Bi Guo couldn't stand the series of questions that the idol asked her, so he changed the topic vigorously: "Well, sister, I have something to ask you."

"Hmm." Jian Xuezhou didn't ask further.

There was a sudden bump in the plane, and Bi Guo's voice trembled: "I, last night, didn't do anything, strange thing, right?"

Jian Xuezhou looked at her, blinked, and suddenly had an innocent expression: "Since you came to ask on purpose, what do you think?"