School girls always want to bend me

When Zhang Yawen woke up, there was nothing around her, and she raised her hand to throw it into the air. She blindfolded her eyes and opened a gap. The bedroom was very quiet, and the curtains gave off a faint light.

She stretched out her slender arms, took the mobile phone, and pressed it on. At 5 o'clock in the morning, she patted the pillow again and prepared to continue to sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she realized that something was wrong.

Ye Qiqi slept with him yesterday, so where is she now?

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly opened.

Zhang Yawen stepped on the floor with his bare feet, making a "dongdong" sound.

The door of the curtain was opened, revealing a gap, there was a slight sound of wind surging, she rubbed her head, her long black hair fell down in a mess.

She reached for the lock and pushed the door open.

Outside the window sill is a dense tree canopy, and the clean wind blows in the morning.

The strong aroma of early summer grass and trees hit her face, and she also smelled a little tobacco.

She frowned and set her eyes on Ye Qixi who was not far away.

Ye Qiqi sat on a wicker chair with his back turned, his thin body sunken in, his face sideways, his black shoulder-length hair hanging messily by his ears, the tip of his nose turned up, and the corners of his eyes drooping.One hand rests on the armrest.

A little scarlet, the white lingering smoke diffused, gradually making it difficult to see the human face clearly.

At this moment, Zhang Yawen felt that Ye Qixi in front of him was very strange.

These days, the relationship between the two of them has become closer, surpassing all her previous friends, but thinking carefully, she actually doesn't know Ye Qiqi well.

She stopped one meter away from Ye Qiqi.

The other party sensed her presence, raised his eyes to this side, his eyes were dim, turned his head, and put out the cigarette.

After more than ten seconds, when the smell around him dissipated, Ye Qiqi strode over and grabbed Zhang Yawen's wrist.

His voice was a little heavy: "Are you awake?"

Zhang Yawen didn't answer, but stood on tiptoe and brought the tip of his nose close to Ye Qiqi's lips.

I even smelled it, and it looked like some kind of small animal.

Ye Qiqi's neck was touched by her long hair, it was a little itchy, and he wanted to laugh, his shoulders trembled slightly, and a small laugh came out of his throat.

"Are you a puppy?"

Zhang Yawen was still smelling, and when he heard the words, he was a little annoyed, so he went straight to her collarbone, and Ye Qiqi took a step back.

"Why is there no smell?"

"What is the taste?"

Zhang Yawen and Ye Qiqi looked at each other and blinked: "It smells like smoke."

Just woke up, eyes bright.

Ye Qiqi dragged Zhang Yawen inside, it was quite cold outside in the morning.She closed the balcony door again and touched Zhang Yawen's head.

The voice was hoarse: "I haven't seen anyone who likes to smell second-hand smoke." The end of the voice was drawn out, and the tone was different from Ye Qixi's cold appearance during the day.

The current Ye Qiqi is very beautiful.

Zhang Yawen secretly came to this conclusion in his heart, it is the kind of beauty that even girls can appreciate.

The two of them lay back on the bed again.Zhang Yawen's bedroom is the master bedroom of this house. It has a spacious space and a big bed. One person can roll around, three people can make do, and two people can sleep just fine.

She closed her eyes and put the blue thin cloth on her stomach, ready to go back to sleep.

About 2 minutes passed.

I opened my eyes again and couldn't sleep at all.She turned over, and Ye Qixi was lying flat, breathing evenly, with thin and long black eyelashes.

Very dense and beautiful.

But Zhang Yawen likes Ye Qiqi's nose the most, why is it so upright and upturned, he thought about it, and then he went straight to it.

The pulp of the index finger rises and falls along the curvature of the nose, like sliding down a slide.

When Zhang Yawen was having fun, Ye Qiqi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyelashes were like fluttering butterfly wings.

"Is it fun?" Ye Qixi looked sideways at her.

The person who was caught was a little ashamed of being caught, and he withdrew his disturbing hand, lay down flat, looked at the ceiling, and pursed his lips: "It's fun."

There are some confused lights and shadows on the ceiling.

"Do you know how to smoke?" Zhang Yawen asked, circling his fingers.

"meeting."

"When did it start?"

"high school."

"Is it so early? Teacher and classmates don't know..."

Before Zhang Yawen finished speaking, Ye Qiqi turned over and stood on top of her, and the two of them were very close.

A strong sense of oppression hit Zhang Yawen, and she swallowed.

Ye Qiqi's voice was a little lost: "Don't you like me smoking?"

This answer surprised Zhang Yawen, she quickly waved her hands: "No, it's not..." She didn't finish speaking.

Ye Qiqi added: "I seldom smoke, and I'm not addicted."

She is explaining to herself?This idea flashed into Zhang Yawen's mind all of a sudden.

Zhang Yawen said solemnly, "No."

Her finger lifted and landed on Ye Qixi's chin, then climbed up her lower lip, and then her upper lip.

Time flies, little by little.

Ye Qiqi asked, "What is that?"

"Hmm...that's right, I read in the news that smoking is bad for your health, and you look so thin..."

Ye Qiqi frowned: ...

It is really the answer of a good student.

The short and cool weather in early summer due to the typhoon soon passed, and the dog days came.The dense green leaves are softened by the scorching sun, and the warm wind blows through the leaves, turning them over and shining with fragments of light.

In July, the Literary Week under the charge of Zhang Yawen officially started, and Ye Qiqi followed Zhang Yawen between the cultural center and the publishing house.

Literary Week is led by the government, and specifically organized by the Writers Association and the publishing house.The location is in Fengfeng Street in the center of the city. It is a two-story building with red bricks and black tiles imitating the Republic of China. The first floor is the main conference hall, which is arranged like a lecture hall in a university.

The first scene is a best-selling author abroad, who is well-known in China, has a strong fan base, and many people make appointments. Zhang Yawen is a little panicked, afraid that something will happen in the first scene.

As soon as she was distracted, she felt a pain in her fingertips. She lowered her head, and her middle finger was cut by the edge of the card she was changing.

In a thin and long line, bright red blood rushed out.

She took out the tissue next to her and pressed it, and the blood immediately soaked into a piece of the tissue.

There were a lot of things at hand, Zhang Yawen was a little anxious, rudely took out a few extra sheets of paper and pressed them directly, just when he was about to go out and stand up the display board outside, when he turned around, Ye Qiqi grabbed him.

Ye Qiqi pulled out her arms, staring straight at her fingers that were randomly wrapped in napkins.

"You're just fooling yourself like that?" Ye Qiqi glanced outside and told her, "Sit down and wait for me for a while, I'll get the display boards outside later, there's still about 35 minutes left for the audience to enter, so there's still time. "After finishing speaking, he walked away.

Zhang Yawen obediently found a seat in the auditorium next to him and sat down.

Surrounded by people coming and going, she didn't want to be seen by others, and she held her injured finger in her palm.

"Why are you in a daze?" With a "pa", Xu Shengsheng's hand patted Zhang Yawen's back.

Zhang Yawen was taken aback. Hearing the familiar voice, he turned his head and glared at the visitor.

"Xu Shengsheng! Can you be more mature!"

Xu Shengsheng sat next to Zhang Yawen with his canvas bag in his arms, rubbed his arm against her, and said with a smile on his face, "I asked for leave today just to sign an autograph. I'm someone inside. You must arrange a good seat for me." ... of it?"

Zhang Yawen pointed to a seat in the first row and said, "I reserved it for you, the seats next to it are for reporters."

"I knew you loved me." Xu Shengsheng leaned on Zhang Yawen's shoulder affectionately.

Then Xu Shengsheng saw Zhang Yawen's junior sister running over, still panting.

There was fine sweat on the broken hair on his forehead.

Ye Qiqi squatted halfway beside Zhang Yawen's knee, without saying a word, directly took the injured finger, and gently tore off the randomly wrapped tissue. The innermost tissue was stuck to it because of dried blood.She patiently peeled off the tissues layer by layer, then took out a Band-Aid from her pocket, aimed at the wound, and wrapped it back layer by layer.

The band-aid was one size bigger, and it was wrapped in several layers, and the originally white and tender fingers immediately became bloated.

After Ye Qiqi made sure that there was no problem, he raised his head and told her, "I'll do the rest, just sit in the front row and listen, and don't do other things."

Zhang Yawen wanted to say, I cut my finger, not a broken bone, so why is it so serious!

But Ye Qiqi didn't give her room to speak at all, she watched Ye Qiqi's walking away figure and sighed.

"Hold the grass..." A short exclamation sounded from beside him.

Zhang Yawen glanced coldly at Xu Shengsheng: "Pay attention to the occasion and say anything dirty."

Xu Shengsheng glanced at Zhang Yawen quietly: "If my boyfriend is half as good as your junior sister, I will argue with him."

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