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Pei Ying didn't notice this, she set her eyes on the photo taken by Huo Yichi.

Having been Huo Yichi's business girlfriend for so long, Pei Qing has one thing that is very satisfying about Huo Yichi - he is good at taking pictures.

Huo Yichi casually took a picture of such a scene just now, Pei Ying looked at herself in the picture, and was stunned for a moment.

She didn't expect that she would look very gentle when she applied medicine to Huo Yichi, maybe it was because of the lighting, Pei Ying felt that she looked like she had been coated with a layer of soft light.

The angle in the picture is just right, and you can see her worried eyes and Huo Yichi's injured fingertips.

The whole picture looks harmonious.

No one will doubt the extent of their relationship.

While Pei Ying looked at the phone, Huo Yichi looked at her cautiously.

The two of them were so close that part of Pei Huang's body weight was pressed against them.

Huo Yichi's breathing was very light, afraid that if it was a little heavier, he would draw Pei Yang's attention and expose himself.

It's just that after such contact, Pei Huang pulled her body away a little bit, and looked at Huo Yichi's eyes: "You take a good picture."

"En." Huo Yichi responded lightly, and then turned his gaze to the phone.

She did a really good job.

Pei Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "Then will you post on Moments later?"

"Yes."

It's been a long time since I graduated, and my business mainly depends on my circle of friends, and I don't meet every day like in school.

Huo Yichi pinched the phone, lowered his eyelashes, looked at Pei Huang again, and asked a question nervously: "Have you had dinner yet?"

Pei Yang had already eaten, but after Huo Yichi's question, she felt a little hungry.

I came to Liucheng from Yuncheng within a few hours, no matter what, it was a lot of running around, and it also exhausted my physical and mental strength.

But it's a bit late now, and Pei Yang has no appetite.

So she replied: "I ate it, I ate it when I got home from get off work."

"Okay." Huo Yichi brushed his hair, "I thought you came here without eating."

"No." Pei Ying was very honest, "I called you before dinner, I was angry, and came right after dinner."

There is an important point in this sentence.

Huo Yi heard it late.

But she didn't want to ask about the details of Pei Ying's anger, and how to put it out if the fire was ignited.

"Then I'll go back." Huo Yichi glanced at his hands, the chilblain ointment was still tightly attached to them.

Pei Huang didn't hold back: "Okay." She asked, "Are you going to work tomorrow Saturday?"

"Yes."

"when are you going back?"

"I can send you off."

The two are like very polite friends, asking and answering here.

"I don't know." Pei Ying snapped her fingers.

Huo Yichi gave a soft "hmm", took a step, and turned around.

"Good night," she said.

Pei Ying looked at her back, the pajamas were not very thick, it seemed that Huo Yichi's figure was a bit thin.

As if it could be crushed in one go.

Pei Ying was stunned for two seconds, but did not respond.

Huo Yichi had already opened the door and left, returning to his room.

There was another "bang" from the door next door, which brought Pei Yang back to her thoughts.

What was she thinking just now, she didn't realize it.

Huo Yi returned to the room late, and sat on the chair. Under the light of the desk lamp, he could see the wound on her hand more clearly.

When Pei Huang applied the medicine to her, she didn't feel the slightest bit.

There was a bit of icy coolness to the touch, but compared to the medicine, Pei Ying's blowing breath made her more absent-minded.

Huo Yichi looked at the wound, a little absent-minded.

Xiao Yin still couldn't hold back, put down her mobile phone, looked at Huo Yichi and asked, "Sister Chi, do you have friends in Liucheng?"

"She's not my friend." Huo Yichi didn't know who he was deceiving, "She is..."

"What is it?"

"I thought you were friends, and she came to see you."

Huo Yichi swallowed the answer he wanted to say, and laughed at himself before turning around and looking at Xiao Yin with a serious expression: "It's just me, a college classmate."

"Ordinary classmate..."

Huo Yichi didn't respond any more, she stared at the wound for a while, and then unlocked the phone.

The picture taken for Pei Yang was still the original camera of the mobile phone. She looked at it for a few seconds, and finally decided not to modify the filter.

The photos look just right.

She clicked on Moments and clicked on this picture.

It's just that the copywriting stumped her.

Not worthy of copywriting, it's not impossible, it's just that she wants to say something.

Huo Yichi pursed his lips tightly, frowned and thought for a while, then typed the input method, and typed a line: Someone came all the way.

In this way, it will not look too greasy and crooked, and with pictures, it may make people feel more real and valuable.

Huo Yichi blocked the blocked person, and then clicked publish.

Pei Ying leaned against the head of the bed and kept scrolling through Moments.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be urged.

Refreshing again, she saw Huo Yi's late post.

This simple line of words caused a strange feeling in her heart.

Maybe it's because she has been acting for a long time, and Pei Yang almost believed in such a fake business.

Because it looks really sweet.

Like honey mixed with water, the right amount will make people feel wonderful when drunk.

Huo Yichi's post quickly received likes and comments. Some friends said that they planned to eat supper at first, but now supper is free, and dog food is enough.

Huo Yi replied two words late: Haha.

Pei Yang pressed back, and she stared at the wall separating Huo Yichi.

The anger that had been suppressed in my heart slowly came out again.

She actually didn't know what she was angry about.

Whether she was angry at Huo Yichi for not telling her anything, or angry at herself and Huo Yichi for not being able to maintain this "relationship" as purely as before, or something else, she couldn't figure it out.

But this time I came to Liucheng, did I just see Huo Yichi for so little time?

Pei Ying felt that it was a bit wasteful.

The voice in her heart was shouting loudly, asking her to call Huo Yichi back.

I have thought about the reasons, and I don't want to sleep alone when I am away from home.

Pei Ying tightly closed her eyes, struggling and feeling anxious.

After several minutes like this, she unlocked the phone again, and sent Huo Yichi a message: [Can you come and sleep with me tonight? 】

The word "accompany" is used very accurately.

Because the relationship has not reached that level, it will not be "and" or "following".

In a short sentence, the difference of one word makes a big difference.

After Pei Yang sent the message, she kept staring at the chat box with Huo Yichi.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and when it jumped to ten o'clock, the note to Huo Yichi changed to "The other party is typing...", followed by Huo Yichi's reply: [Okay. 】

Huo Yichi had put down his phone and slept with his eyes closed.

It's just that I haven't fallen asleep, and the phone screen is still on.

After a while, Xiao Yin, who was still asleep, opened her eyes wide: "Ah? Sister Chi, where are you going with the quilt rolled up?"

"Sleep with her." Huo Yichi came up with an excuse, "She's afraid."

Xiao Yin scratched her head: "Then you don't have to take the quilt away, do you? Doesn't she have it?"

"She doesn't like to make a quilt with others." Huo Yichi's tone was somewhat disappointed.

Xiaoyin understood, she said: "But it's so cold in winter, isn't it just right to cover with a quilt?"

Huo Yichi: "..."

Huo Yichi had a storm in his head for a few seconds, and decisively threw the quilt back on the bed: "You're right."

Xiao Yin watched her leave the room again, and then she seemed to be talking to herself: "College classmate?"

Not really.

How can someone be so nervous because ordinary classmates are afraid of sleeping.

How can you say this is a good friend!

Huo Yichi put on her coat and stood in front of Pei Huang's room door. She let out a breath before knocking on the door.

In just a second, Pei Yang opened the door, and the two of them didn't look at each other, Pei Yang turned around, pulled the quilt away and got into bed.

Huo Yichi's throat rolled.

The tense feeling came back.

Pei Yang noticed that Huo Yichi came empty-handed, which meant that Huo Yichi was going to cover her with a quilt.

It's not impossible, and it's not like it hasn't happened before.

But after such a long time, Pei Ying felt inexplicable when she slept like this again.

She has closed her eyes, not even looking at the ceiling.

But in this way, it is also more able to perceive the surrounding movement.

Huo Yi came over late.

Huo Yichi lifted the quilt.

Huo Yichi lay beside her.

Huo Yichi also turned off the lamp.

The whole room was plunged into darkness again, and Pei Yang dared to open her eyes.

The two of them are now covered with a quilt.

It seems that by turning around, you can touch each other.

Pei Ying swallowed.

She didn't know where her panic came from.

Obviously it wasn't like this before.

Huo Yichi's hands were still covered with medicine, she didn't put her hands under the quilt, but put them on the quilt to dry.

Very quiet, very silent.

The breathing of the other party can be heard.

Will this state last until I wake up?

Both are thinking.

A notification popped up from a software, and Pei Huang's phone screen lit up again.

Bring a little light into this dark room.

Taking advantage of this moment, Pei Ying cast a sideways glance at Huo Yichi.

Only then did he see Huo Yichi's arms resting on the quilt.

The pajamas that Huo Yichi wore were not very thick. Although the room was not too cold, it was not too warm either.

Pei Ying blurted out: "Isn't it cold?"

"Huh? What?" Huo Yichi was still in a daze.

Pei Ying simply turned over and faced Huo Yichi.

It's just that the brightness of the phone was dimmed again, and she couldn't see anything.

"I asked you, won't you be cold? This way."

"A bit."

"But there is still medicine on hand."

"Aren't you doing it yet?" Pei Yang's brows gradually frowned.

"almost done."

Apart from talking with his mouth, Huo Yichi didn't move at all, as if his body was imprinted on the bed.

Pei Ying sighed lightly.

Huo Yichi heard it: "What are you sighing for?"

"I can't sleep well." Pei Ying said, "Do you need me to blow it for you again?"

Before Huo Yichi could answer, Pei Yang stretched out her hand and held Huo Yichi's left wrist.

She sat up by herself.

He couldn't see anything, so he could only use his fingertips and memory to look for Huo Yichi's wounds.

Pei Yang remembered where the wound was.

Her fingertips slowly moved from her wrist, passing by the back of Huo Yichi's hand.

But her other hand was not idle, but was dragging Huo Yichi's palm.

The magnified touch made Huo Yichi almost withdraw his hand.

Pei Yang didn't know what she was thinking, so she lowered her head slowly.

It's just that the position has some deviation.

Her lips stuck to Huo Yichi's uninjured knuckles.

Soft, soft, cool.

Huo Yichi grabbed the quilt with his other hand.

In the darkness, Pei Ying said, "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry." Huo Yichi said in a low voice.

This volume is much lower than usual, but it can be heard clearly in such a space now.

Originally, she really felt a little cold, but after Pei Yang's actions, she felt a little hot.

And it is hot and dry.

Inside out.

Pei Yang had no other intentions, it was just an accident.

But such an accident was enough to cause another big storm on her already unsettled lake.

Huo Yichi only felt that he was a leaf.

Following Pei Yang's actions, she sank and floated.

Pei Huang didn't make any mistakes this time, she gently and accurately blew towards the wound.

Just like before applying the medicine.

When she was about to switch hands again, Huo Yichi spoke again.

"Pei Yang." Huo Yichi called her name with a deep voice, "No need."

"I'm afraid that if you keep blowing, something will happen."

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