After the rebirth, the president and I are in HE

Xiao Ran is in the bathroom.

The sound of water streams, the heat waves splashed on the floor tiles, rattling.

Da da da.....

The white mist was thick, and the white mist slipped out from the crack of the dimly lit door, swayed in the air, and disappeared, leaving traces with dampness and moisture.

With the sound of water, Rong Qing looked at the information on the computer, but didn't scroll half a page for a long time.

fascinated.

Thoughts don't know where to go.

blush.

Red ears.

The hands casually typed a string of text, and the keyboard snapped, thinking that it was a comment.

Come back to your senses—look, it's all her.

The computer screen, black and bright, but the work is not done.

Rong Qing reached out to close the laptop screen, her eyes wandered, she didn't want to look at it, but as if she couldn't help herself, she kept looking in the direction of the bathroom for no reason.

The more you press, the more you can't help raising your head, as if it is like that tumbler, the more you press, the more it moves, so I have to let her move.

The sound of the water in the bathroom is slightly lower.

tick tock...

It was only when Rong Qing came back to her senses that she remembered that Xiao Ran insisted on going to the hotel and was persuaded to come back by herself.

Does this count as disrespecting her wishes?

It seems to be a bit.

But the girl's family is alone, and it's a big night. Isn't it safer to stay with her than a hotel?

Is such that!

Her home is much safer.

Moreover, staying in a hotel costs a lot of money, Xiao Ran returned all the money to himself, and it's a student who just came out again!

Not much money!Save her some.

The more I think about it, the more I understand this principle.

She laughed by herself first, she felt so-so, her mind seemed to come back, she lowered her head and hurried to do the work at hand.

But just bowed his head.

Xiao Ran didn't seem to bring any clothes in, did he?

Gotta find one for her.

Rong Qing stood up again and walked to the closet. The little secretary invited an aunt temporarily. When the construction team entered the site for renovation in the afternoon, the aunt went to the mall to buy things and replenish some living furniture. The clothes were the brands arranged by the little secretary. buy well.

The cabinet has four doors, and the newly bought clothes are opened on hangers and arranged in order of color. I bought several sets of pajamas alone, blue and white plaid, pure color silk suspenders, black and white striped cotton and linen.

His fingers lightly ran across the hanger, and the iron-blue shelves made a rustling sound when they met each other, and finally stopped in front of a black silk pajamas.

Very conservative, long-sleeved trousers.

Xiao Ran also usually wears this, which is her usual style.

The bathroom water sounded again.

It rang and stopped.

Rong Qing's thoughts drifted away again, her ears turned red again, as if she had a high fever, and it didn't go away, her face was burning red.

Ahhhh, I can't think about it anymore!

Wondering if I can sleep tonight!

Rong Qing shook his head, hid his red ears in his hair, changed into a pair of sandals and slippers, and walked towards the bathroom door, walking loudly on purpose.

Da da da.

The sound of the water stopped, it stopped for a while.

bang bang bang-

Rong Qing knocked on the door, "There are new pajamas, do you want to change?"

After a while, Xiao Ran replied:

"it is good."

The originally deserted voice was a little hoarse, probably because of the heat, but the lingering sound was curled up, and it was particularly lingering, like the sound made when beads fell on a plate and lingered.

Rong Qing's lower abdomen suddenly tightened, hot air surged up from an unknown depth, and he lost his breath all at once.

Damn.

The door opened.

Lazily stretched out half an arm, spread out her slender white fingertips, the joints are like emerald bamboo, white jade, and tender willow.

Thin, white and long.

Tender red fingertips.

Rong Qing couldn't take his eyes back, he stretched out his hand to pass the pajamas up, and the moment he withdrew his hand, he rubbed it until it was warm.

Warm hands.

The touch is fleeting.

It was Xiao Ran, as if - everything was extraordinarily sensitive, - in an instant, Rong Qing's eyelids lowered, and those that were suppressed, came up like a tide.

More and more urgent.

In the quiet sea at night, no one would expect the undercurrent to surge.

Xiao Ran.

The door opened.

Xiao Ran changed his clothes, walked out rubbing his hair, the tips of his hair were dripping with water, the white skin that was steamed with hot water turned red, and the water that was not wiped off his slender neck slipped off one by one.

"I ve done washing."

Rong Qing - don't move.

Xiao Ran's eyes fell on her cheeks, she was strangely red, as if there was steam rolling on her forehead, did she have a fever?

The white hand was lightly placed on Rong Qing's forehead.

Xiao Ran murmured, "It's not hot."

Rong Qing is gone.

Totally gone.

...

Rong Qing's house is quite big.

Bigger than Xiao Ran's - more than half.

Three rooms, one living room, have just been renovated in the afternoon, and there is still a faint smell of sawdust in the air. Several air purifiers are placed in the corners, with red lights on, to circulate the indoor air.

Xiao Ran was sitting on the sofa, lying lazily on the sofa, picked up the sparkling water in his hand, turned it over and over again, half of the bottle of water was full of bubbles, puffing up, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

Well, she still lives at Rong Qing's house.

It's not that she can't talk to Rong Qing, it's mainly because she's tired from walking today and doesn't want to fight, anyway, there are many rooms, so if she talks too much, it seems that she cares more about her.

Just borrow for one night.

My hair was half dry, but still a little damp.

Xiao Ran didn't care, just lay on the sofa casually, the living room was very quiet, maybe due to rush, or other reasons, there was no TV installed, the phone didn't have a charging cable, and the remaining power was not much.

There is nothing to play with.

Xiao Ran was bored, resting his chin on his hands, thinking about Rong Qing's intentions.

What on earth does she want?

Want to chase yourself?

impossible.

It's not the first time that Xiao Ran has heard from her friends, or she said that Xiao Ran is just a little lover.

It is absolutely impossible to like yourself if you don't like it.

not to mention.

Xiao Ran stood up, put on his slippers, and walked to the mirror at the gate.

The girl in the mirror looks good, her eyebrows are her eyebrows, her eyes are her eyes, she has long arms and legs, and she is the one who stands out from the crowd wherever she goes.

Xiao Ran reached out to touch the mirror, sliding along the outline, she had never seen Rong Qing's mother.

Can only - while drawing, - while guessing.

How much does he resemble her mother?

eyes?or nose?

Finally, the fingertips rest on the peak of the lips.

Slip along the peak of the lip to the corner of the lip.

Curved upwards.

Whether Xiao Ran is smiling or not, the corner of his left lip is always upturned, like a hook.

Rong Qing loves to kiss her lips the most, especially this curve.

This feeling is really terrible.

To be treated as someone else.

It's a good thing she doesn't love Rong Qing, otherwise it would be much more uncomfortable.

Xiao Ran dropped his fingers, feeling lucky, and walked back to the sofa to sit down.

Get Rong Qing out of your mind, who cares about her, she's gone, there's no way she'll ever look back.

Still think about what to do in the future.

Xiao Ran thought about it carefully, and found that she didn't seem to like anything in particular, and she didn't want anything in particular, if she had to say it.

She wants to retire.

Go home and fish.

The city has deep routines, and she wants to go back to the countryside.

correct!Her piggy bank!

I left in a hurry that day and didn't bring her jar with me.

In fact, there was not much money in it, but she still felt itchy and wanted to get it back.

It was hers after all.

— I will ask.

Just as Xiao Ran thought about it, the bathroom door opened, and he saw Rong Qing coming out, his body was reddened by steam, wrapped in a big white bathrobe, his calves were exposed, and he was wearing ivory white slippers.

The whole person was flushed red.

erratic.

Like a pink cotton candy.

She walked towards Xiao Ran, there was still water on the shoes, leaving small shoe prints on the ground, short ones, one after another.

The interval is very short, but it seems that the owner is hesitating.

Xiao Ran looked up at Rong Qing, her eyes were a little erratic, she obviously wanted to come over, so she turned a corner and walked to the refrigerator in the living room.

"Would you like something to drink? Yes..." Rong Qing's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had a cold or was dry.

Xiao Ran waited, but he didn't hear her continue, so he simply stood up, walked behind her, and looked forward.

Oh, it's all wine.

"Whatever."

Xiao Ran lowered his head and said, but saw that Rong Qing's ears were all red suddenly, the redness was extremely abnormal, the same as the color outside the bathroom door just now.

?

Xiao Ran took two steps back, turned his head to observe, drink!more and more red!

Well.

Back, back, back.

Do not provoke.

Xiao Ran retreated to the sofa, feeling a little restless, stood up and walked to the balcony.

The wind is strong outside, the starry sky is thousands of miles away, the blue sky is dotted with stars, and the crescent moon hangs on the horizon.

Curved and white.

Xiao Ran leaned his hands on the railing, leaned half of his body out, let the wind blow for a while, and slowly calmed down, he was a little thirsty, just when he was about to turn around, he saw Rong Qing standing behind her with a wine glass.

I don't know how long I stood there.

Anyway, the roots of the ears are not so red, at least not the kind of bewitching color.

Rong Qing handed her the wine, half of his body was leaning against the railing, half of his body was facing Xiao Ran, staring at her.

His gaze made Xiao Ran a little restless.

Xiao Ran took a sip of the wine, and the malt-yellow water in the glass was bubbling, each of them gushing up, making a gurgling sound.

I don't know who's home, put up the music.

It belongs to Faye Wong.

The cold and ethereal voice echoed in the silent night.

She sings, I always look at you with a smile.

My affection is always easily filled with eyes.

Xiao Ran took another sip of wine, the wine slipped into her throat, the bubbles were rolling up again, coming and going, she looked up at Rong Qing.

Rong Qing moved forward.

She looked at Xiao Ran with no expression on her face, and slowly moved forward.

-step by step.

Be firm and bold.

The night sky seemed to be singing, as if someone was talking to himself, as if someone was confiding in detail, the voice fluctuated from far to near, sometimes in the ear, sometimes at the bottom of the sea.

我 是 爱 你 的

i love you to the end

Rong Qing got closer and closer, and the air became scorched, as if the oxygen had been burned by a spark, making it hard to breathe.

"Xiao Ran."

"Ok?"

"you."

Rong Qing's eyes were downcast, she raised her head to look into Li Ran's eyes, she wanted to say a lot, had a lot of questions, but she never said anything, she just looked at her quietly.

Xiao Ran keenly sensed something was wrong, she felt an inexplicable panic, which made her take a step back, and said softly: "I'm sleepy."

She put the wine glass on the balcony table, turned her back, and strode forward.

But someone grabbed his arm.

Someone behind said: "Let's talk, shall we?"

The singing in the distance stopped, leaving only the summer evening wind whistling.

Xiao Ran heard his own cold voice say: "What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about you," the man said.