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- are these enough

Yan Che listened to Xie Lingsheng's question, looked at the three boxes in front of her, she was a little stunned, her eyelashes trembled several times, and then slowly looked at Xie Lingsheng, a little shocked Ask: "What do you think?"

If she read it correctly, the specifications written on the finger cot box and the tongue cot box are eight per box.

So what is enough?

Are they going to use up both boxes?

Even if tomorrow is not a working day, I can't afford to make it like this! ! !

Yan Che only felt that her energy and blood were surging, even higher than when she saw Xie Lingsheng in "Yunyi" today. The three things in front of her were really beyond her expectations.

But I have to say that Xie Lingsheng's preparations are very sufficient, so sufficient that there is no way out.

"I think it's a bit too much." Xie Lingsheng's eyes were sincere, and his tone was also very sincere.

Yan Che: "...um."

"is a bit."

So you know it too?

Xie Ling lowered his eyebrows and thought about a question seriously: "Do you need some coffee?"

Yan Che looked at her, speechless for a moment, and after a few seconds, his lips moved: "Do you want to fight till dawn?"

"... staying up all night is not good for your health."

So you know it too?

Yan You supported his forehead, and sighed as if resigned to his fate: "I'll wait to take a shower."

Xie Lingsheng: "Yes."

Xie Lingsheng pursed the corners of her lips again, and brought these three things to the bedside.

Yan Che watched her movements, feeling an indescribable weirdness in her heart, but she had come to this point, and she couldn't quit anymore.

After all, it was her who started it, Xie Lingsheng just took it seriously.

Everything has to blame herself.

After Yan Che finished these thought activities, he went into the bathroom.

The bathroom is large, with an adult bathtub on the left, an independent bathroom on the right, and a washstand in the middle.

As soon as he entered the door, he could see himself in the mirror, Yan Che looked at himself in the mirror, and let out another breath quietly.

Shampoo, shower, blow hair, wash, brush teeth, and wipe face. After a set of movements, it will be five or ten minutes before I return to my room.

It was just after 09:30.

When she came out, Xie Lingsheng was sitting on the sofa, watching the news on his mobile phone, with a serious and serious face, when he saw her appear, he put away his mobile phone and put it on the coffee table.

Yan Che was wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel, showing a section of her well-proportioned calf. She took two steps towards Xie Lingsheng, and said, "Go wash up."

It's not that she is impatient, but that she wants to end it sooner.

"it is good."

Xie Ling responded and got up without hesitation.

Yan Che took his mobile phone, sat down beside the bed, and clicked on the chat dialog box with Dongxia.

Dongxia is a netizen she met on Weibo. The two are in the same city and have met many times. They have long since developed into three-dimensional friends, and they are both gender-female-loving. The coded content.

She thought about it, then clicked on the upper right corner to find the history record, and searched for the three words "doi".

In addition to Dongxia's words like "I really want to doi" every once in a while, there are also some little knowledge about doi that Dongxia shared.

When sharing it at the beginning, Dongxia joked that there might be a day when Yanche would use it, but Yanche was not worried about it at the time, and now he is starting to make up lessons urgently.

1. Nails should be short and round, not the same as Miaojiaojiao.

2. To explore a lot, not too hasty.

3. The rhythm should be appropriate, pay attention to the depth and speed.

4. There are certain risks in growing strawberries, so don't force them.

5. If it is not moist enough, you can buy lubrication if necessary.

……

There were always a dozen or so messages, and as soon as Yanjue finished digesting, Xie Lingsheng came out after washing, and she immediately turned the phone to a black screen with a guilty conscience.

"I'm a little thirsty." Yan Che quickly made an excuse to ease his tension.

Xie Lingsheng nodded: "I have a little too."

So Xie Lingsheng took two cups of warm water, and when she handed Yan You a cup, her fingertips accidentally touched her, her heart skipped a beat, and then she sat on the sofa drinking water as if nothing had happened.

Yan Che squeezed the cup and raised his head slightly.

The white chin and slightly rolling throat came into Xie Lingsheng's sight.

Xie Lingsheng lowered his eyelashes and drank the glass of water in silence.

The atmosphere has been awkward since we met tonight, and it has continued until now.

Yan You walked to the coffee table, bent down to put the empty cup on it, and then slowly squatted down, looking directly at Xie Lingsheng.

Xie Lingsheng's willow-leaf eyes are really beautiful, even if the eyes are calm, but under the soft lighting of the hotel, they seem to contain affection.

Yan Che suspected that what she just drank was not water, but spirits, otherwise how could she speak so bluntly?

She heard herself asking, "When does it start?"

Xie Lingsheng stopped breathing and blinked again.

If Xie Lingsheng hadn't brought professional suits, Yan Che would have doubted if she had misunderstood when she looked at her like this.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Xie Lingsheng's answer sounded: "Now...."

"it is good."

Yan Che's eyes crooked: "Then what are you still doing sitting on the sofa?"

After about ten seconds, the quilt on the two-meter-large bed was lifted, and the two of them lay down in it, and the distance between them was slowly shrinking until their shoulders were close together.

Most of the lights in the room have been turned off, except for a warm night light by the bed.

Xie Lingsheng leaned slightly and pressed a little towards Yan Che.

No one spoke, and breath was audible.

They use the same shampoo, conditioner and shower gel set, and they all smell exactly the same, just like their breaths are no different from each other at the moment.

Xie Lingsheng's eyelashes were trembling, like stepping on a sewing machine, working crazily, until the moment when his lips touched the corners of Yan Che's lips, everything finally settled down.

Yan Che's brain didn't shut down, she thought about the little knowledge about kissing that Dong Xia had said, and was going to try it.

She took the initiative to stick out the tip of her tongue, she took the initiative to lick Xie Lingsheng's lips, she took the initiative to probe into the other's mouth.

Everything went smoothly.

But less than five seconds later, probably because of too much force, a bloody smell spread in the mouths of the two of them, replacing the mint fragrance of toothpaste.

Yan Che: "..."

Xie Lingsheng: "..."

Yan You woke up immediately, propped up her body, and turned on the light beside the bed. Xie Lingsheng's lips were dyed a little bright red, and with her wet eyes, she looked a little more fragile beauty.

Yan Che licked his lips and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Her teeth were chipped.

Also bleeding.

Xie Lingsheng also sat up: "It's okay." She didn't show any expression, "It doesn't hurt."

The wound was not big, and no more blood leaked out. She licked it herself, and raised the corners of her lips at Yan Che.

This is the first time Yan Xie has seen Xie Lingsheng laughing like this since we met today, even with a smile in his eyes, but this smile is a kind of comfort to Yan Xie, especially when she looks at Xie Ling When he heard the obvious wound on his lips, he even sighed inwardly.

This is a driving accident.

Yan Che thought about it for two seconds, and then said: "Then, you just lie down and leave everything to me." She frowned, "You still need to pay attention to the wound."

Xie Ling groaned, stared at her, blinked several times, and then "hmm".

"Then I'll turn off the lights again."

Xie Lingsheng: "Okay."

Yan Che didn't know if Xie Lingsheng had any experience. Anyway, she didn't have any experience. She was still cramming, as if she was about to face an important exam, and she just started reading. Naturally, she didn't do well in the exam.

It might be better to rely on instinct, but since I have already caused an accident in the early stage, instinct can no longer be used.

Ten minutes later, Yan Che resigned to his fate again.

She was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, a little lost in thought.

Xie Lingsheng coughed lightly: "It's okay." She said solemnly, "It's my problem."

Yan Che waved his hand: "No, it's my problem."

She described herself: "I am like a withered flower, no matter how hard it can't be bright."

Xie Lingsheng fell silent.

She has no experience herself, and apart from her own lack of relaxation, she guessed that one of the reasons for the failure is very likely that Yan Xie is a straight woman, and she would be somewhat repulsive to such behaviors between the same sex.

"Thank you for listening." Yan's voice sounded from the side again.

Xie Lingsheng turned his head, with a cold expression: "Huh?"

Yan Che picked up a topic at random to resolve the stiff atmosphere: "Are you going to write a speech for the school celebration this month?"

"Ah."

"Does it make you feel like you're back in high school?"

"meeting."

Yan Che laughed: "I remember a meeting where you shared your reading experience on the front foot, and then I went up to read the self-criticism on being arrested for puppy love."

After she finished speaking, she immediately felt a sense of déjà vu at a class reunion.

two-person version.

Xie Lingsheng heard her say that, and his eyelids drooped.

She struggled a bit and asked, "Are you still in touch with Ji Hefeng?"

Ji Hefeng is Yan You's boyfriend. He is tall and handsome. He was called a school girl by his classmates. At that time, Yan You was caught by the dean because he was in a relationship with him. Both of them went to the stage to read the self-criticism. .

"Yes." Yan Che replied with a relaxed look.

Xie Lingsheng pulled the quilt: "Yes."

She closed her eyes: "Good night."

Yan Che also lay down, she blinked, and the scene of tonight's failure played again in her mind, after thinking for a while, she asked softly: "Xie Lingsheng, will Manager Hao be the one to hand over the work later? "

"Yes."

Yan Che elongated his voice: "Then..."

"The next time we meet is the school anniversary, right?"

Xie Lingsheng did not give an accurate answer: "Maybe."

"That's fine." Yan Che rolled his eyes.

The embarrassment tonight made her scalp tingle, and she decided not to meet again in a short time.

Xie Ling heard the words and turned her back to her.

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