she is sweet

The sound of the rain gradually stopped, and a moon was released from the ink-stained sky, hanging high in the sky.

The curtains were lifted a little by the wind, the clear moonlight was reflected into the room, the darkness was swallowed up, and Zhao Yiyun could gradually see Yu Zhiyan's face clearly.

They kissed from the couch to the bed.

The suspenders on Yu Zhiyan's body fell off on the wooden floor, making no sound, but it made Zhao Yiyun's heart beat like his ribs. She could feel the ups and downs of Yu Zhiyan's bony back. The lines started from the straight shoulders, and ended in Gather at the narrowest waist.

The night was a bit cool, Zhao Yiyun shivered suddenly, and then she was covered with a quilt. She was a little dizzy from being kissed, but she had some doubts: "Have you never tried it?"

She can already distinguish Yu Zhiyan's facial features and demeanor in the dark night, she can see the corners of her lips slightly raised: "No."

Zhao Yiyun's voice was slightly hoarse: "Then..."

Yu Zhiyan: "Then?"

Zhao Yiyun looked up at her: "I think you are very good at it."

Zhao Yiyun is naturally not a rookie who doesn't know anything, but the theory is the theory, is there really someone who can be so familiar with it in actual combat?

"Will it conflict with whether or not."

It seems to be the reason.

Zhao Yiyun pulled the quilt, a pair of round eyes were exposed, staring at Yu Zhiyan: "Yeah."

After a while, he asked again: "Did we not buy tools?"

Yu Zhiyan turned sideways, supported his chin with his hands, and smiled when he heard this: "Huh? What tools do you want?"

Zhao Yiyun suddenly thought of the scene in Journey to the West where the king of the Daughter Kingdom invited Tang Monk to appreciate the national treasure. Her throat was a little itchy, and her face was hot, "Just... then what, you know, there must be safety measures?"

Yu Zhiyan hooked her hair with his fingers, with a half-smile: "I don't seem to know very well."

"…At once……"

Zhao Yiyun felt that he was quite generous at ordinary times, but when encountering Yu Zhiyan and this kind of thing again, he acted like an ostrich for no reason.

When she was "right", Yu Zhiyan got up suddenly, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and seemed to take out a box from it, then held his hand, looked at her and smiled lightly: "Is it this?"

Zhao Yiyun nodded, and felt something was wrong a few seconds later, surprised: "Did you buy it earlier?"

Yu Zhiyan nodded: "I bought it earlier."

Zhao Yiyun: "Do you know what we will do tonight?"

Yu Zhiyan: "I know."

Zhao Yiyun: "You you you..."

Zhao Yiyun felt that he had fallen into a trap called Yu Zhiyan, and he was completely helpless in this trap.

Yu Zhiyan leaned over, scraped her ear bones with his fingers, and smiled with his face propped up: "I asked so many, are you thirsty, do you want a drink?"

What to drink, of course, needless to say.

Zhao Yiyun's face was very hot.

When she thought that Yu Zhiyan would kiss her directly, Yu Zhiyan still didn't approach her, rubbed her hair with his palm, and asked softly, "Are you scared?"

Zhao Yiyun looked up at her: "Huh?"

Yu Zhiyan said, "Then next time."

Zhao Yiyun took a deep breath, hooked her neck, and said, "Let's have a drink."

Zhao Yiyun was quite at a loss at first, but later on, he suddenly became blessed, as if he had found the trick, and he could understand whether Yu Zhiyan said whether it would conflict with whether it was true or not.

At the same time, there are four words that can be understood.

Perhaps the sorrows and joys of human beings are not the same, but the lack of restraint after eating meat is probably the same.

In the past, Zhao Yiyun would become addicted after reading heroines in novels, and could do it again and again.

Anyway, she really thinks about it now.

She leaned on Yu Zhiyan's shoulder, with her chin resting on the straight collarbone, and could smell the cool mint smell from Yu Zhiyan's body. Looking at the integrated desk in the bedroom, Zhao Yiyun suddenly had an idea: "How about Shall we go to the table?"

There are quite a lot of scenes in the novel, and the bed is often not the main battlefield.

Yu Zhiyan kissed the corner of her eyes: "Okay."

But at this moment, Zhao Yiyun also suddenly understood what artistic processing is. The content in the novel is beautifully written, but in fact it was not a very good experience. The table was not only cold but also uncomfortable.

Again and again that's not the case.

When doing the last time, Zhao Yiyun felt refreshed and tired, and fell asleep in a drowsy state. When her consciousness dissipated, she saw Yu Zhiyan kissing her brow, she murmured, and reached out to hook her neck, said something in a daze, and even forgot.

The next morning Zhao Yiyun was woken up by her own alarm clock.

When she dimly opened her eyes, she thought she was at home, and called sister, but what she heard was Yu Zhiyan's response. At the door, the red lips were slightly pursed, and there was a smile in the eyes: "Call me?"

"Call me sister." Zhao Yiyun rubbed his eyes, then smiled at Yu Zhiyan: "You are also a sister."

Yu Zhiyan came over with long legs, leaned over and pinched her cheek, "Huh? She's not a cousin anymore?"

Zhao Yiyun touched the tip of his nose guiltily: "If it's a cousin, it's a bad dish."

After all they...

After having breakfast at Yu Zhiyan's house, Zhao Yiyun first drove her to the company, and then returned to Qimu.

Probably because of a good and bad sleep last night, Zhao Yiyun was in a trance, and began to replay Yu Zhiyan's reaction tonight in his mind.

Then I suddenly heard Sun Xuan say in my ear: "Ahhh, I'm so pissed off, my fan's wall has collapsed, I'm looking for a p friend to make an appointment with p!!!"

At that moment, the corners of Zhao Yiyun's lips trembled.

Yu Zhiyan is so calm, doesn't he just want to have a date with himself?

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The author has something to say:

Yu Zhiyan: "About the things about my wife who was too clever and inexplicably became the king of the sea"