visitor on iceberg

After eating, Zhao Yue really took the initiative to wash the dishes as he said before. When he wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen, he saw Zhong Ling sitting on the sofa watching the news, Hulu lying on his lap, and he gave him a slap Scratching his ears without a hitch, he hummed comfortably.This seemed to be the most ordinary night, they had dinner, Zhao Yue finished washing the dishes, and then watched her lover and pets cook for after-dinner entertainment.This picture is too warm, making Zhao Yue full of warmth and tenderness, but this picture is not complete yet, it needs Zhao Yue's participation to finally become a finished product.

Zhao Yue came from the dining room, the lighting in the living room was very soft, making his originally handsome facial features look gentle and friendly, the long but not curled eyelashes cast bright and dark shadows in the peach blossom eyes, making the brows even more Gentle and affectionate.Zhong Ling watched him sit down beside her, the atmosphere was quiet but mixed with some ambiguity for a while, Zhong Ling faintly felt some danger in his heart, but it didn't make people want to escape.

Zhong Ling turned her gaze back to the TV, "I have eaten the meal and washed the dishes, should you go?"

Zhao Yue expected that he would say this, so she begged gently: "Let me sit for a while, okay?"

Probably the house has been empty for too long, and it is not unbearable even for this person to stay, Zhong Ling said: "It's up to you."

The two of them watched the news together, Zhao Yue commented a few words from time to time, but did not make any inappropriate words or actions, which puzzled Zhong Ling who had been on guard all the time, he was getting more and more ignorant of Zhao Yue. He is a real hooligan, and a gentleman is a real gentleman.Which one is him, or is each of them?It's just that Zhong Ling couldn't understand the circumstances under which these two identities would change suddenly, so every time he encountered Zhao Yue's offensive, he would be caught off guard.

Zhao Yue suddenly said: "What are you thinking?"

"Think about mineral resources in Africa, the human rights report of the United States, and the peaceful reunification of the two sides of the Taiwan Strait."

"You care about the whole world, but you don't think about me?"

"I don't care about you, so naturally I don't miss you."

Zhao Yue turned to look at Zhong Ling's side face, "But I miss you every day, what time did you get up today, what did you eat, what happy things happened, did you encounter any difficulties in handling the case, and when can we meet again?" Responsible for the same case." Zhao Yue moved closer slightly, "I think when I can see you, when I can hug you, kiss you, when you will fall in love with me, and you can't leave me, say you love me."

Zhao Yue's approach put Zhong Ling on alert. Although this was not the first time he felt Zhao Yue's breath at close range, because every time before was accompanied by his malicious touch, Zhong Ling started to panic reflexively. stand up.The warm breath carried Zhao Yue's love words, as charming and ambiguous as a gust of pink breeze, and finally fell lightly on Zhong Ling's face, ears, and neck. The numb, itchy feeling spread all over the body, and even entered into the heart accidentally.

Zhong Ling shrank a little on the sofa, not looking into Zhao Yue's eyes, "No, there won't be that day."

Zhao Yue smiled lightly, "It doesn't count if you say it, and it doesn't count if I say it." He raised his hand and pointed at Zhong Ling's chest, "I have to listen to it."

Zhao Yue smiled confidently, as if everything was under his control, and it seemed that no matter what kind of negation at this time, it would only be a self-defeating lie. Under such an atmosphere, even Zhong Ling had some doubts about his position.

Zhong Ling's hand that scratched Hulu's ear stopped just now, and Hulu arched his stomach in dissatisfaction. Zhao Yue stretched out his hand to continue caressing it, but it touched Zhong Ling's hand, and Zhong Ling immediately moved his hand away like an electric shock. Clench your five fingers into a fist by your side.

Zhao Yue deliberately moved closer to him, and asked with a smile, "Are you nervous when you're with me?"

"If I say yes, can you hurry up?"

Zhao Yue said lightly: "Being nervous when you are with someone is the primary symptom of love, and I have experienced it too, so I understand how you feel right now."

Zhong Ling stood up abruptly, her tone was unprecedentedly severe today, as if she was hiding some other emotion, "Are you going or not?" Hulu fell off the sofa unexpectedly, barked twice sadly, Zhong Ling immediately bent over Bend down and pat it on the back to appease it.

Zhao Yue smiled helplessly, "Okay, won't you send me off?"

Zhong Ling ignored him, found out that the dog chain was tied to Hulu's collar, led Hulu to open the door, and urged, "Hurry up, I have to go for a walk with Hulu."

Zhao Yue couldn't help laughing, thinking that the person she liked was indeed a bit awkward, so she quickly stood up and followed Zhong Ling.He had noticed a poster on the wall of the living room before, which was the cover picture of Michael Jackson's album "Bad" released in 1987. On it, Michael was dressed in black, with curly hair and a young face.It was difficult for Zhao Yue to associate Zhong Ling with the groupies, and he couldn't help but ask when he went out, "Do you like Michael Jackson very much?"

Zhong Ling said indifferently: "It's not bad, and I don't really like it."

"You can put up his poster at home, this is something only fans do."

Zhong Ling looked back at the person in the poster, and said, "That poster is not mine, it's just pasted on the wall as a souvenir."

Zhao Yue blurted out and asked, "What do you commemorate?"

"My uncle."

"Hey?" This answer was somewhat beyond Zhao Yue's expectations.

"Let's go." Zhong Ling didn't intend to say any more, and closed the door directly.

Being able to go downstairs for a walk again, Hulu seemed very excited, running and jumping in front of him with excitement, pulling Zhong Ling who was leading him forward.Probably because he smelled the smell of the same kind, Hulu also liked Zhao Yue very much. He ran back to Zhao Yue's legs and rubbed around.

Zhao Yue walked to the side of the car, the car lock was unlocked with a bang, and he said to Zhong Ling: "Then I'm going back."

Zhong Ling nodded expressionlessly, "Yes."

"Zhong Ling, thank you very much today. The food you cook is really delicious. Of course, the dishes I wash are also very clean." Although Zhao Yue is shameless, he has self-knowledge anyway, "I have been pestering you all day today. You should be angry, but today is the second time this year that I am so happy."

When was the first time?Zhong Ling suddenly wanted to ask him that.

"Do you know when the first time was?" Zhao Yue asked.

For a moment, Zhong Ling felt embarrassed of being guessed, so he could only cover up his dissatisfaction: "Let's just go, there are so many things to talk about."

Zhao Yue seemed to be reminiscing about that most fortunate experience, her eyes were full of smiles, "It was the day I first met you."

"Oh..." This answer didn't surprise Zhong Ling, but it still made him feel flattered, and he even answered with seriousness.

Zhao Yue got into the car and waved to him from the window, "Okay, I'm really leaving, good night."

"Good night." Zhong Ling watched Zhao Yue leave, remembering what he said just now.Today, Zhao Yue's stubborn entanglement really troubled him, but when he thought about it carefully, apart from embarrassment and dumbfounding, he didn't really feel angry.And in this spacious house, it really isn't a bad feeling when it's finally not just one person and one dog at mealtimes.

Zhong Ling turned his head and looked up. The house on the right of the twelfth floor was lit. It was the light he left on purpose before he went out. Only then would there be someone sitting in the warm light of a room waiting for him to come home.

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