Ideal place

The car door opened, Wen Ran covered her mouth, waved her hand in a rude manner to those who cared about him, and ran away from the bus station as if fleeing, enduring the turmoil in her stomach.It wasn't until he stepped into Wanxin Community and was in a familiar environment that he dared to relax his tense nerves and even out his disordered breathing.

Bending down, supporting her knees with her hands, Wen Ran took a short breath, looked up at the flower bed not far away - bypassing it, and stepped into Pei Nanqiu's sight.

Wen Ran knew that Pei Nanqiu would be at the window overlooking the courtyard at 401 on the fourth floor of the building on the left, waiting for his appearance.

Standing up straight again, putting on a disguised calm expression, Wen Ran clenched the hand holding the briefcase, walked towards home, then raised her gaze, and smiled shallowly facing the French window .

The setting sun penetrates the glass and hits the metal armrest of the wheelchair, reflecting a cold halo. Pei Nanqiu quietly looks down at Wen Ran, the tips of her hair hanging down to her collarbone are slightly curled, her well-defined features are softened inch by inch, and the corners of her lips stretch out softly. smile.

He waved his arms slightly at Wen Ran, and said to himself, "Aran, welcome home."

The room was too deserted, and Pei Nanqiu vaguely heard the sound of light footsteps in the corridor through the thick door panel.With his index finger on his knee, he counted the seconds lightly. When the movement stopped suddenly, the door lock turned with a "click". Wen Ran stepped into the entrance, put down his briefcase, and took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet.

After putting it on, he took off his tie, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt with his fingers, and eagerly came to Pei Nanqiu.Wen Ran bent her waist, first kissed the other person's forehead, then the tip of the nose, the side of the face, and finally squatted down, wrapping her arms around the legs covered in a thin blanket, and touching her unconscious knees with her lips.

Wen Ran lay on Pei Nanqiu's lap, turned her head to look at the sunset after the rain, and the fire clouds piled up on the horizon, making the surroundings gloomy and gloomy.

Pei Nanqiu's warm palms covered the top of warm dyed hair, a strange smell floated in the air, he sniffed it, and asked strangely: "Aran, have you changed your shampoo?"

Wen Ran's expression froze suddenly, the shampoo in the hotel was mixed with special essence, the smell was obvious, he was careless.Compiling a lie in her mind, Wen Ran said in a tense voice, "The female colleague bought a new perfume and sprayed it in the office a lot."

Hearing the sound, Pei Nanqiu leaned over, lovingly kissed Wendy's hair, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "Female colleagues have good taste."

Wen Ran leaned against Pei Nanqiu's legs and sat quietly on the ground until the red sun sank to the west, the dusk was squeezed away by the night, and the sky was dotted with shining stars.

The two were separated by a corner of the dining table, and Pei Nanqiu picked up a pair of chopsticks and fed the steamed fish to Wen Ran.Wen Ran's expression turned into enjoyment and satisfaction familiarly, Pei Nanqiu reached out to him, and he put his face in the other's palm, rubbing it obediently.

After dinner, the cleaned dishes were piled up on the floating platform, and Wen Ran rolled up his sleeves to prepare for washing.The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, he took it out to check, his delicate eyebrows were wrinkled in displeasure, it was Tong Zhiyou's WeChat.

-Xiaoran, I can't wait to see you once a month, can I see you once a week?

This is the first time that Tong Zhiyou has broken the rules since they established a relationship of friendship/friendship, and they sent messages on the same day they parted.Wen Ran didn't like the things he led to get out of control. He pressed down his fingertips and tapped the screen mercilessly: Didn't we discuss it a long time ago?

Wen Ran: You obey my time, and I obey your arrangement, which you promised me.

"Aran." Outside the kitchen door, Pei Nanqiu sliding a wheelchair suddenly appeared, and asked worriedly, "Your complexion is not very good, who are you contacting?"

Wrist trembled twice, Wen Ran tried to be calm and natural as much as possible.After sending, he turned off his phone and coaxed gently, "The manager wanted me to go back to the company to work overtime, but I refused."

Pei Nanqiu let go of the wheelchair, propped his chin up on the armrest with his right elbow, and carefully admired Wen Ran's appearance when he was busy with housework, his dark eyes were gloomy: "Ah Ran's evening time is all mine."

Wen Ran turned the faucet, the back of her cold hand sank into the scalding jet of water, she nodded palely: "Well, of course."

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