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It took a long time for Song Yuan to realize that it should be a solid sense of peace of mind.

Jiang Jiaming's clothes and hair were stained with a little smoke from the barbecue, but it still smelled very refreshing.Song Yuan sniffed carefully, like a cautious puppy.The tip of his nose accidentally touched Jiang Jiaming's hair, and Song Yuan woke up from the wine in an instant, holding her breath and waiting for Jiang Jiaming's reaction.

Jiang Jiaming didn't respond, and walked forward with his back on his back.

Song Yuan seemingly unintentionally rubbed the tip of her nose a few times, but Jiang Jiaming still didn't respond, as if she didn't care about this small overstep.Song Yuan was able to play on Jiang Jiaming's back more boldly.

However, the apartment where she lives is very close... Song Yuan felt that it seemed a pity that it would end like this.The repeated pampering gave Song Yuan inexplicable courage—he gently kissed Jiang Jiaming's neck.

He kissed very lightly, like an inadvertent touch, like a butterfly resting on Jiang Jiaming's neck for a short time.

This kiss made Jiang Jiaming turn his head to look at Song Yuan.Eyes met, Song Yuan felt her breathing intertwine, Song Yuan's heartbeat was chaotic, and an adult deer was rampaging in her chest, causing stomach cramps from nervousness.

Song Yuan had a greedy thought, if he could touch Jiang Jiaming's mouth, he would touch it... Anyway, he is "drunk" now, and drunk people have the right to do stupid things.

He saw Jiang Jiaming's eyes widen in an instant, touching the tip of his nose...but he turned his face away abruptly, and rested on Jiang Jiaming's shoulder resentfully.

no.Mouth full of barbecue seasoning and beer, no mint breath freshener, no kissing.If the first kiss doesn't feel good, Jiang Jiaming won't be willing to kiss him again in the future.

"Your eyelashes fell out."

Facing the side of the road, watching the passing vehicles, Song Yuan said sullenly.

"...That's it."

Just when Song Yuan thought that Jiang Jiaming would not respond to him again, he heard Jiang Jiaming's voice.

"I heard from my colleagues that you can make a wish if your eyelashes fall off."

Song Yuan was depressed about a missed kiss and didn't want to talk.

"Then wish that little girl Song Yuan is happy every day."

Jiang Jiaming's voice was gentle and sincere, blowing in the night wind.Song Yuan wanted to tell Jiang Jiaming that this wish was partially fulfilled—at least now, he is not depressed, he is very happy.

Today is indeed the lucky day for Aries in love.

The refreshing evening breeze along the way, as well as the thrilling temptation, made Song Yuan's drunkenness dissipate a lot.But having tasted enough of the sweetness of pretending to be drunk, Song Yuan decided to continue pretending to be drunk.

"I forgot my password."

Jiang Jiaming froze for a second, then grinned with white teeth, "You remember when you were drunk last time."

Song Yuan said nonsense seriously, "But I just forgot this time."

Song Yuan came to visit logically, and after a simple wash, he put on a bathrobe one size larger, opened the neckline very loosely, and lay down on Jiang Jiaming's bed.

"You sleep on my bed, I sleep on the sofa."

Song Yuan was so nervous that her stomach hurt, but she was taken aback when she heard this sentence, and blurted out without thinking, "Do you want to sleep on the sofa?"

After finishing speaking, Song Yuan realized later, and reflected on whether she was too hungry or thirsty.

Jiang Jiaming looked at Song Yuan with an "otherwise" expression, and said with a smile, "What do you want? Let's squeeze together on the same bed?"

With that said, Jiang Jiaming turned on the bedside lamp.After turning off the lights in the room, Jiang Jiaming moved the chair closer to the bed, leaned his elbows on the table, and stared down at Song Yuan, "You are a little drunk. If you don't sleep well at night, you will suffer all day tomorrow. You alone People sleep more comfortably."

The warm orange light outlines Jiang Jiaming's outline, and the eyes watching Song Yuan are extremely gentle.Song Yuan felt that she was steaming and vaporizing in Jiang Jiaming's eyes.

Song Yuan murmured: "I remember you couldn't drink very much before, and drinking would be a disaster. Are you able to drink better now?"

Jiang Jiaming felt a little helpless, "Yes. I said when I was going to the class reunion that I can still drink now, and the wine quality is really okay."

Song Yuan pursed her lips and snorted softly, "Yes."

This unexpected variable caused the plan to fail, and Song Yuan was very upset about it.If Jiang Jiaming was drunk, maybe he would want to touch him.

Pity.

Song Yuan imitated the way Jiang Jiaming tidied his hair, sat up and leaned forward, stroked the hair behind Jiang Jiaming's ears, and pretended to say, "I thought it was white hair."

"How could it be?" Jiang Jiaming didn't dodge, "After five years, you can touch it again and see if your hair grows white."

Jiang Jiaming is really strange.Song Yuan thought.He obviously didn't say a word of love, and he didn't make a long and provocative speech. All he used were simple words and sentences, neither flirting nor ambiguous... But why is it so reassuring and exciting?

"Good night. Go to sleep."

Jiang Jiaming left the room and closed the door smoothly.

Even though there is only a wall separating her, Song Yuan still feels lost and a little lonely.He turned over and sank into the big soft bed, with the smell of Jiang Jiaming in his nostrils.

Clean, refreshing, reassuring scent.

Song Yuan picked up Jiang Jiaming's pillow, buried her face deep in it, and picked up the smell on it like a person lacking oxygen.Breathing became heavy and rapid, and somewhere there was a reaction.Instinctively, Song Yuan untied the belt of her bathrobe, put her fingers into her underwear, but retreated at the edge.

For some reason, her whole body was wrapped in Jiang Jiaming's breath, Song Yuan wanted to let go, but had to restrain herself.

He tossed and turned on the big bed, suddenly remembered today's constellation love metaphysics, got up suddenly and grabbed the folded red shirt.Even if it was her own clothes, Song Yuan also disliked the smell of cooking oil and smoke from the barbecue. Fortunately, the smell of the red bottle of perfume hadn't dissipated completely.In this way, this taste can be regarded as following me all day.

Song Yuan hugged her clothes, curled up on the bed, and made his wish.

I really want to have sex with Jiang Jiaming.

After the promise was over, I felt ashamed as hell.This kind of self seems to be a pervert.

Song Yuan sorted out her words, took a deep breath of Jiang Jiaming's smell on the bed sheet, and made a new wish that was more tactful.

I really want to fall in love with Jiang Jiaming.

I felt the same feeling in my chest and lower body—blood throbbing, boiling pain and soreness.Although it is sour, thinking of Jiang Jiaming and falling in love with Jiang Jiaming will stimulate the secretion of dopamine, and every cell in the body will have a light pleasure.

If only Jiang Jiaming wasn't straight.Song Yuan thought.I really want to fall in love with Jiang Jiaming...

"Do you want to go hiking in winter?"

Hearing Song Yuan's invitation, Jiang Jiaming was a little surprised.In his opinion, a resort a hundred kilometers away from the urban area is a good place to escape the summer heat.Every summer, many city people will choose to go there for mountain climbing for vacation.

"Not only can you climb mountains, there are ice sculptures, drone performances, but also hot springs."

Song Yuan has already memorized the highlights of the travel brochure.Song Yuan made full preparations for persuading Jiang Jiaming to travel.

Because this Saturday is lucky day in love.The recommended activity on the guide is, "Short trip with people you like".

The author says:

Lovely Song Yuan, gentle and gentle Xiao Ming~

Thank you for your support, I hope I can finish this article happily, and everyone can read it happily~~~

(Surprised! I think the use of hand cream is already very sq, but I didn’t expect that everyone is not satisfied, and there are more sq ideas hhh can you

Paper tiger