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"Honey, why did you come back suddenly?"

Sitting in the car, Zhao Yimian remembered to ask this question.

In the afternoon, she patronized and killed the Quartet with her wife.

While driving, Shen Mingchu casually replied, "Didn't you say you miss me? I'll be right back."

"Wow, I'm so touched, my wife, I love you so much!"

The car stopped at the moment Zhao Yimian's voice fell.

Zhao Yimian, who was about to open a small game to play to pass the time, suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, and asked in a daze, "...what's wrong?"

Shen Mingchu unbuckled his seat belt, turned around, looked at Zhao Yimian seriously and said, "Mianmian, I did come back for you, you deserve it."

"what?"

Before Zhao Yimian came back to her senses, she asked again: "What flavor of ice cream do you want?"

"...Chocolate?" Zhao Yimian subconsciously replied.

In the next second, Shen Mingchu put on his mask, opened the driver's door, and walked out.

It was only then that Zhao Yimian discovered that there was a dessert shop not far from the car.

The nearby shops were all closed, only the dessert shop was still lit. The lights illuminated Shen Mingchu's tall silhouette, but she was just going to buy an ice cream, but she shone against the light as if she was walking on a show.

Zhao Yimian watched her back, his heart suddenly seemed to be scalded with a soldering iron.

"Am I... worth it?" she asked herself.

……

On the way back, Zhao Yimian didn't say much, and silently ate the ice cream that Shen Mingchu bought for her. The atmosphere between the two of them was somewhat indescribably delicate.

The car was parked in the underground garage of the community. Shen Mingchu pulled out the car key and unbuckled the seat belt, but the person sitting in the passenger seat was still in a daze and there was no movement. She reminded: "Mianmian, I'm home."

The ice cream that could be eaten in two or three bites before, Zhao Yimian licked it all the way today, and when he heard the sound, he mechanically retracted his frozen tongue into his mouth, and looked out of the car in a daze, "Is it here... so soon? "

"What are you thinking about?"

Shen Mingchu helped her unbuckle her seat belt.

With a click, Zhao Yimian's thoughts also came back from roaming the sky. Her eyes fell on Shen Mingchu's face, she walked down the full forehead, swept the thick and slender eyelashes, and finally fell on the thin lips.

Her gaze seemed to have warmth, and every place it swept was burning hot.

Shen Mingchu's heart suddenly missed a beat.

In the next second, she heard Zhao Yimian say in a slow voice: "...I want to kiss you."

In almost an instant, Shen Mingchu felt his neck was red, but his face was pretending to be calm, and he glanced at Zhao Yimian, "What's going on in my little head all day long, I'm going home."

Zhao Yimian nodded, "Oh."

Just got out of the passenger seat.

Looking at Zhao Yimian's clean and neat figure, Shen Mingchu suddenly gritted his teeth.

Can't you just bump into it like last time?

She had no choice but to get out of the car, locked the door, and found that Zhao Yimian was still standing there dumbfounded, not knowing what to think, holding an ice cream cone in her hand, and the ice cream inside had already been eaten, she reached out to take it, "garbage What to do with it, throw it away."

There was a trash can near where she parked, and she threw it into it.

"Go, go home!"

Shen Mingchu walked in front, Zhao Yimian followed behind, feeling angry in her heart, Shen Mingchu walked quickly, and within a few steps she reached the elevator entrance, there were not many people living in this building, and the elevator opened almost immediately, she walked in , pressed the door open button, and waited for a while before Zhao Yimian walked in. When he came in, his eyes were still a little out of focus, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Open the door and go home.

Shen Mingchu opened the door first, and was about to turn on the light when he was suddenly hugged.

The anger in her heart dissipated without a trace, and she asked a little arrogantly: "Why?"

The people behind did not speak.

Instead of answering, a kiss landed on her neck.

This kiss seemed to carry a small electric current, which instantly paralyzed Shen Mingchu's body and made her knees go limp. If it wasn't for the support of a shelf in front of her, she would almost fall to the ground.

"Mianmian..." she called out, her voice was full of tenderness that she hadn't noticed, and she was still panting.

The person behind was silent, just one kiss after another, falling on her skin, the kisses made her scalp numb, her heart rate increased, her breathing was short of breath, and the central air conditioner was turned on in the room before the two returned home. , but she was sweating all over from the heat.

Even the palms are sticky.

The man didn't go anywhere else, he pointed to the skin from the back of her neck to the collarbone and kept kissing her.

When she had kissed enough, she stopped and put her chin on her shoulder. Neither of them spoke. In the environment without light, each other's rapid breathing was so clearly audible that Shen Mingchu gave up and turned on the light. , she tried to turn around, and the hands surrounding her loosened the restraint on her, allowing her to turn over and face Zhao Yimian.

She leaned against the cabinet, but fortunately the handles were all hidden. Although her back was a little cold, it was not painful. This kind of coldness just rightly relieved her burning heat. She could feel that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness. Looking at himself, with a scrutiny, like a tiger thinking before hunting.

She called nervously and uneasily: "Mianmian?"

"Ah Chu." The girl's doubtful voice sounded in the darkness, "I think I might be crazy."

"There's a beast inside of me that's roaring—"

"Tell me to tear you apart."

Shen Mingchu licked his lips, forced himself to be calm, and boldly provocatively said: "Would you like to try... Let it out?"

……

The two things on the bed and under the bed probably refer to people like Zhao Yimian.

On weekdays, she is a salted fish who can move without moving, and will never turn over if it is not necessary. Today, she let Shen Mingchu see that a trainee driver with zero practical experience but rich theoretical foundation dares to run on the high speed. how fast.

"Mianmian, calm down..."

"Honey, you smell so good."

Said the innocent, but murderous voice.

Like a beast that has been sleeping for a long time, it was suddenly awakened by someone.

Shen Mingchu discovered for the first time that Zhao Yimian, who is a dead house, has such good physical strength.

"Mianmian—"

She bit her lip and cried.

……

In the end, Shen Mingchu's voice became hoarse, his body became limp, and he couldn't even move a finger.

And the culprit kissed the corners of her eyes, pried open her teeth, left a mess after attacking the city, and asked innocently: "My wife...do you need me to ask for leave?"

Shen Mingchu gritted his teeth again and said, "No, I've already asked for leave!"

She really had "foresight" and invited the director for three days at once.

Zhao Yimian chuckled lightly.

She hugged her, both of them were sweaty and sticky, but she didn't dislike her at all, and locked her tightly in her arms, even though the person she hugged had turned into a puddle of water , unable to escape at all.

She slowly kissed Shen Mingchu's earlobe.

"Three days..."

Shen Mingchu couldn't hear what she said later.

Because she has fallen asleep.

Dreaming again.

The last time I dreamed about Zhao Yimian was at least 16 years old, but the girl I dreamed about this time was even younger.

She came home from vacation, and just pushed the suitcase into the door, before she sat down, there was a knock on the door.

Who will knock on the door at this time?

She opened the door with doubts, and outside the door was a little girl holding a bowl of plums.

The bright green plums have been washed and placed in a snow-white ceramic bowl. The little girl holding the bowl in both hands has two short fishtail braids, with red balls dotted at the ends, out of focus The eyes brightened the moment they fell on her face, and a pair of round eyes bent into crescents in an instant.

"Ah Chu, you're back!" she said cheerfully.

"It's not big or small..." I don't know when, the little girl suddenly stopped calling her Miss Mingchu, and called her by her first name instead.

"Who's here?" Grandma Shen Mingchu, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the voice, wiped her hands on her apron and came out.

Before Shen Mingchu had time to get out of the way, the little girl squeezed into the door familiarly, "Grandma, it's me. I'm here to bring you fresh plums. My mother and I went to the countryside to pick them. They are fresh! I picked them specially. The most beautiful bowl is brought to you."

"It's Mianmian?" Seeing Zhao Yimian, the old man burst into a smile on his wrinkled face, "Come in and sit down, I'm cooking glutinous rice eggs for Ah Chu, how many eggs do you want?"

"Two! Put more glutinous rice, don't make the eggs too old!"

"Good good!"

Grandma Shen entered the kitchen, and the two of them sat on the sofa and waited. A bloody soap opera was playing on the TV. The hero and heroine were in love with each other, tearing their hearts out. The idea is that the elderly like to watch this kind of loud TV when they are old. In short, she listened to it loudly. While watching, she tapped her mobile phone twice from time to time.

When she came back to her senses, the little girl had already moved to her side, looking at her with curious eyes.

She reached out and rubbed Zhao Yimian's head, and asked, "Why?"

Zhao Yimian giggled, blinked her eyes, "I heard...you fell in love with someone?"

"Who said that?"

"It was said on the Internet."

She handed over her mobile phone, which contained a screenshot - it was a gossip tabloid on the Internet.

Shen Mingchu lost focus, "Do you understand?"

Zhao Yimian raised her eyebrows, "Who do you look down on? I'm the English class representative in the class, okay?"

"Then who was the one who came to me for tutoring crying after scoring 67 in the English test in the first year of junior high school?"

"People say that if we haven't seen each other for three days, we should treat each other with admiration. How long have we not seen each other? Why are you clinging to something from the past? Who doesn't have a dark history? I'm not relying on Have you turned yourself over with your own efforts? You haven't answered me yet, you're really in love with someone...is it a foreign devil outside?"

"What does a child think about all day long?"

The child avoided her hand and snorted softly, "Just answer me if I have it."

"So what if you have it, so what if you don't have it?"

Shen Mingchu thought of teasing him.

"If you don't have it, you don't have it, if you have it..."

Zhao Yimian paused for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: "Grandma! Shen Mingchu is in love with a foreign devil!"

Shen Mingchu was startled, and reached out to cover her mouth.

Grandma Shen's ears are not very good, she couldn't hear what she said clearly, she came out and asked, "Mianmian, what did you say?"

Zhao Yimian, whose mouth was covered, tried hard to break Shen Mingchu's hand. The latter lowered his voice, and warned in her ear: "I'm not in a relationship, don't talk nonsense!" Her grandmother is the most traditional person, every time When going out to film, she had to be told for a long time, telling her not to fall in love early, not to mix with outsiders, and to fall in love, she was only allowed to find Hua people.

The girl who caught the information had sly eyes, she blinked to show that she knew, Shen Mingchu let go of her mouth, didn't notice when the girl was already hugged in his arms, Zhao Yimian proudly rubbed against her After a while, I poked my head out and said to Grandma Shen: "I said, don't boil the eggs to pieces! Grandma, I want to eat whole poached eggs. If any eggs fall apart, give them to Shen Mingchu!"

Grandma smiled and said: "No problem, let us Mianmian completely!"