guard stolen

Zhou Jinye's habitual biological clock made him open his eyes at six o'clock in the morning, and he subconsciously closed his eyes first, preparing to wake up awake.

But when he lowered his head suddenly, Zhou Jinye froze instantly, and his chin brushed against Lin Juexiao's hair inadvertently.

In other words, he still held Lin Juexiao in his arms.

Before going to bed last night, he deliberately distanced himself from Lin Juexiao, and he didn't even dare to move, and he didn't know how long he stayed up before he fell asleep drowsily.

But now it seems that the distance he purposely kept has long been scrapped, and he is now a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the place where he slept last night.

Probably in his sleep, he unconsciously approached Lin Juexiao, and following his heartbeat, he crossed an arm and hugged him tightly.

The air conditioner in the room was really cold, Lin Juexiao may have been so close to him because he was freezing and followed his instinct to find a heat source.

Zhou Jinye couldn't hold his breath for a moment, as if he was worried that the air coming out of his nose would disturb Lin Juexiao.

Lin Juexiao was still in a deep sleep, half of his face was covered by the quilt, only his clear eyebrows and eyes were exposed.

By coincidence, Zhou Jinye didn't move his arm away.

He lowered his head cautiously and slowly tightened his arms. Zhou Jinye controlled his strength and pulled Lin Juexiao into his arms.

Lin Juexiao was still sleeping soundly, but frowned slightly, and Zhou Jinye didn't dare to hug him in an instant.

But after a long time, Lin Juexiao suddenly stretched out his hand again, hugging him with his backhand as if in a hug, and patted his back like putting a child to sleep.

The place Lin Juexiao touched seemed to be burning hot, Zhou Jinye looked at Lin Juexiao guilty.

Lin Juexiao didn't wake up, this was his unconscious action.

Zhou Jinye heaved a sigh of relief, he closed his eyes again, and put his head on the pillow.

His hand on Lin Juexiao's waist has not been released yet.

Not long after, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Zhou Jinye lowered his eyes and carefully outlined Lin Juexiao's facial features with his eyes, as if he wanted to take a perfect freeze-frame photo with his eyes.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, he knew that he shouldn't hold Lin Juexiao so tightly, he knew that he shouldn't lie on the same bed with Lin Juexiao as if nothing had happened.

But Zhou Jinye did it anyway.

When Zhou Jinye woke up again, he was woken up by Lin Juexiao, who gently pushed his shoulder.

He realized it in his sleep, and subconsciously held Lin Juexiao tighter with his backhand, but he reacted suddenly and withdrew his strength instantly.

"woke up?"

Lin Juexiao was not angry, nor did she feel that something was wrong.

He got up from the bed, but smiled and said: "You like to sleep with things in your arms?"

The remaining warmth in his arms disappeared without a trace, Zhou Jinye was a little uncomfortable, hearing Lin Juexiao's voice, he felt a little guilty.

Zhou Jinye responded: "...um."

Lin Juexiao didn't take it seriously, he bent down to find his slippers from the ground and put them on, and said casually: "Don't hug your girlfriend so tightly in the future, I just felt like I was almost strangled to death by you."

Zhou Jinye was silent for a moment, and apologized: "...I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Lin Juexiao dragged her slippers and walked out the door, and said back, "I'm going to brush my teeth first. If you're okay, you can continue to sleep for a while. I'll go to work later."

Theoretically speaking, the weekend of the third year of high school is a rare day when you can stay in bed, but Zhou Jinye got out of bed silently.

Lin Juexiao's hand was still on the doorknob, and he asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to bed now? It's only past eight o'clock."

Zhou Jinye shook his head: "I want to do my homework."

"Come on." Lin Juexiao encouraged him a few words, "If you persist for another year, you will be liberated. At least the university will not be so tiring every day like the third year of high school."

In fact, Zhou Jinye didn't listen to a word, but just said "um" absent-mindedly.

He followed behind Lin Juexiao like a shadow.

Lin Juexiao just woke up, the whole person was in a daze, and didn't notice the movement behind him.

When he squeezed the toothpaste on the electric toothbrush and looked up, he saw Zhou Jinye behind him. Lin Juexiao was almost swallowed by He De.

He stood a little to the side, made room for Zhou Jinye, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to brush your teeth too?"

There is only one bathroom in the apartment, but it is still spacious, and it is not crowded when he and Lin Juexiao stand side by side.

Zhou Jinye also started to brush his teeth, holding a cup exactly like Lin Juexiao's, a mug that can be seen everywhere.

One green and one white, the one in his hand is white.

They stood side by side in front of the mirror, their heights were suitable for each other, while Lin Juexiao lowered his head to wash the cup, the corners of Zhou Jinye's lips curled up, and he suppressed it silently.

Lin Juexiao washed his face, and the wet drops of water were hanging on his eyelashes. He couldn't open his eyes, he groped to pull Zhou Jinye's arm, and said as if asking for help: "My towel——"

His towel was hanging on the shelf, and Zhou Jinye took it off as soon as he picked it up. He subconsciously wanted to help Lin Juexiao wipe his eyes, but he stopped abruptly in mid-air.

Zhou Jinye put the towel on Lin Juexiao's hanging hand.

He stood aside with his lips pursed, watching Lin Juexiao take the towel and wipe his eyes, the end of his eyes were a little red.

Lin Juexiao finished washing one step earlier than him, and went out to make two breakfasts, very simple poached eggs and fried sausages.

He rushed to work, swallowed it in a few hasty mouthfuls, then grabbed the car keys on the table and was about to go out.

But halfway through, Lin Juexiao turned back and asked, "Jinye, where is that lipstick?"

Zhou Jinye had almost eaten, he stopped chewing, and said slowly: "I put it on the table in the living room for you, next to the fruit plate."

"it is good."

Across most of the living room, Zhou Jinye suddenly asked: "Can I go to work with you?"

Seeing Lin Juexiao's expression hesitant, he added: "I'm just doing my homework in the lounge. I don't know some questions, so I want to ask you."

"You think highly of me, don't you?" Lin Juexiao opened her eyes slightly, "My score in the college entrance examination is not bad, but I have forgotten a lot of content, which is not very reliable."

He thought for a while, and then said: "But come if you want, it's boring to be alone at home."

This is Zhou Jinye's first visit to Lin Juexiao's place of work. The sign hanging at the door has been changed. This time, it has been changed to a more delicate hand-painted one.

As soon as the door was pushed open, there was another crisp sound of "jingling".

Today is the weekend, and as soon as the clinic opened, there were people queuing up with pets. As soon as Lin Juexiao entered, the dean called "Doctor Lin" away.

Before leaving, Lin Juexiao gave Zhou Jinye the lipstick in his pocket and asked him to return it to Jiang Miaomiao first.

Armani's red tube is the right red, Zhou Jinye holds it in the palm of his hand, and walks in the direction of the consulting room in his memory.

There are only two consultation rooms, and now only one is open.

Zhou Jinye knocked on the door, and heard a clear "Come in" from inside. As soon as he pushed the door open, he met Jiang Miaomiao who was typing on the keyboard.

Before Jiang Miaomiao could change her clothes, she was wearing a slim black dress with red lips and her hair was coiled up as she wanted.

She was not surprised when she saw Zhou Jinye, but called out naturally and familiarly: "Brother?"

Jiang Miaomiao glanced behind her a few times and asked, "Where is Juexiao?"

Her name is Lin Juexiao, and she is very affectionate.

Zhou Jinye walked to her table, kept a distance, and put the lipstick on her table: "Your lipstick."

His tone was not heavy and unclear, as alienated as usual.

But Jiang Miaomiao seemed to be keenly aware of other meanings, she looked up at Zhou Jinye, smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

The author says:

long wait