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Practice has proved that there is a big gap between filming and reality.

The fiery shots in the short movie have no guiding effect on Coco's actions. Although the clumsy imitation aroused each other's desire, the further actions failed to relieve the desire (cough cough) of both parties. Coco knew that her movements were jerky and reckless, and even though she was extremely careful and gentle, she still made Wood cry out in pain several times in the middle.

What a terrible attempt, Coco almost wanted to hit the tofu to apologize for his death.

"We don't need to be the same as in the movie." Wood pulled Coco's face full of self-blame, and pressed a kiss on her smooth forehead.

"Yeah." Coco buried his face in her arms, immersed in unprecedented happiness.

After a whole night of tossing, both of them were exhausted. Although it was different from the imaginary lingering scenes, those small intimacy actions that only lovers would do still made each other sweet and satisfied.

When he woke up, it was still dark, Coco took a look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it showed 45:[-].It took a while for the chaotic mind to gradually clear up, and immediately realized that it was already the next night, and that he had disappeared for a day without any reason, and the chairman didn't know how worried and annoyed he would be.

Wood also woke up at this time, turned over to face Coco, yawned and asked lazily: "I'm so hungry, what time is it?"

Coco didn't bother to answer, hurriedly got out of bed, ran to the living room to search for the mobile phone in the bag.

"I remember I used your charger to charge last time, can you help me find it?" Looking back at Wood who came out, and then looking down at the phone that was out of power, the chairman Man's belt unconsciously appeared in his mind. With a reproachful expression on his face, he suddenly felt shocked.

Wood responded, and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to search, but there were too many sundries and messes, and it was impossible to find the target for a while. Seeing Coco's uneasy expression, Wood tried to suggest: "Why don't you use me first?" phone back to report that you are safe?"

"Yeah." Coco nodded, took the mobile phone from Wood, but didn't dial it for a long time.

"Don't remember the number?" Wood turned to look at her while continuing to search.

Coco held the phone tightly to her chin with both hands, with a heavy expression.

"I don't know what reason to use..."

Wood thought about it with his head sideways, and said with a smile, "It's just a party at a friend's house, I accidentally drank too much, and I didn't wake up until now."

Coco shook her head: "I know all my friends and my mother, so I can't fool her."

"Is there always one or two friends she doesn't know?"

"No, she knows..." Coco suddenly thought of someone she didn't want to deal with.But if it is that person, it is possible to deceive the shrewd chairman.

Wood finally found the charger, held it in his hand and shook it at Coco: "Look through your address book, maybe you can find it."

"Yeah." Coco nodded, undecided.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Wood said and walked into the bathroom.

Coco waited for the phone to charge for two or three minutes before turning it on. When she opened the missed calls, unexpectedly there were only three missed calls.Two of them are from the chairman, and the remaining one shows the name "Ou Ping".

Then I opened the text messages to check, in addition to a few business news advertisements, there was also a message from an unfamiliar number, Coco clicked on it, and it was actually sent by senior sister Ji Liyou who didn't have much contact with each other on weekdays.The content is: "I blocked your mother for you. A little common sense, okay? Call home when you spend the night outside. I know the wooden man, so I won't explain it."

The tone revealed between the lines is indeed the style of Sister Ji. Although Coco does not have a deep friendship with her, she has always admired her unique personality.

The "wooden man" mentioned in the text message should refer to the "wooden man's office", through which Coco found out Wood's father's absconding route and hiding place, and then chased him to the neighboring town with a gamble mentality.

Regardless of whether the "wooden man" had no professional ethics and informed others of the customer's entrustment, or Ji Li just learned of these situations by accident, anyway, the chairman's test has now passed.

After letting go of her worries, Coco felt very hungry. Presumably, Wood hadn't eaten for two whole days just like her, so she hurriedly picked out some food from the refrigerator to cook.

When Wood walked out of the bathroom fragrantly, she smelled the fragrance from the kitchen. She leaned against the kitchen door in a good mood, happily watching the petite figure inside who was busy.

"I'm trying to make Jajangmyeon." You don't have to look back to know that Wood is standing at the door, and the chains will rattle when she moves.

"Those tomatoes have been in the refrigerator for a long time." Wood walked over, wrapped his arms around Coco's waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder.There is already cooked tomato minced meat sauce on the counter, which makes people's index fingers move.

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat boiled egg noodles, I thought it would be even better with tomatoes..." Coco suddenly stopped because she found that boiled eggs made Wood think of home, and then inevitably thought of her sister.

"Well, it would be more perfect with some chopped green onion." Wood said calmly.

Coco turned her head worriedly, met Wood's sad eyes, and was about to open her mouth, but was gently kissed.

"...I still have you." Wood murmured softly, and Coco heard it, and his heart was instantly filled with ecstasy.

"Wood, I'm not leaving you."

Another long kiss was exchanged, and Coco smiled shyly, "I'm going to order noodles."

"I'll see how you do it, do you want to help?"

"Then pass me the oil."

The Zha Jiang Noodles made by the two people worked together to be full of color, flavor and taste. Because they were very hungry, they almost gorged themselves recklessly. When they looked up and saw each other's face covered in sauce, they couldn't help but smile at each other.

It was almost ten o'clock after the full meal, Wood said: "Don't wash the dishes, I will use them to trap Xiaoqiang."

Coco was startled and frightened, and resolutely objected: "Xiaoqiang is too disgusting, don't let him in."

"But I'm the only one at home, so it's deserted." Wood looked around, looking a little lonely.

"I...I will try my best to spend time with you." Coco lowered her head and whispered.

Wood stared at her for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."

Even though the two have a physical (cough cough) relationship now, Coco still doesn't say a word about opening the shackles. Suspicious and timid little rabbit, can't you feel at ease until now?

Wood thought, she must still be worried about her mother's (cough cough) suicide, worried that she would run back home after she was free, and then find out the truth.

Should loving someone be completely honest, without hiding anything? Wood didn't have a clear judgment on this, she only knew that the little rabbit valued her, was nervous about her, and that she was loved, that was enough.

The days that followed were constant waiting, counting the time when the lover got off work, leaning on the window sill overlooking the pedestrians on the street, looking over and over again for familiar figures that might appear among them.

Wood recently read "The Little Prince" that Coco bought for her. When her lover handed the book to her, she was a little embarrassed and said: "The tamed fox in it is very similar to me."

"You're more of a rabbit." Wood teased, having never read the book.

"No, that day we went to the botanical garden together. I arrived first. When I was waiting for you at the station, I suddenly realized that I was tamed by you."

Wood still doesn't quite get it, but he likes the word "tame" very much, the satisfaction of being strongly needed.She stared at the book in her hand and said: "It seems that you have to read it, otherwise I really don't understand what you say."

Coco grabbed her hand excitedly and said, "Look, I like this fairy tale very much, and you will too."

Coco was right, Wood couldn't put it down after reading the whole story.They will discuss the plots in the book during the meal. Coco especially likes the planet where the little prince lives. He can watch the sunset 43 times in one day.

"Watching the sunset at sea is also good." Wood said, "I took a cruise ship when I was a child, and the sunset dyed the entire sea orange, and the sky was full of gorgeous sunset clouds, which was very spectacular."

Coco clasped his hands childishly, enviously said: "I really want to see it too."

"From then on, I determined to be a painter. Children's ideas are very whimsical, trying to freeze the short-term beauty into eternity."

Looking at Wood's shining eyes, Coco suddenly felt a little uneasy. Wood is casual and undisciplined, as leisurely and freehand as a cloud, and is at ease with the situation.I hate the monotonous life, and I like to find, capture, and describe the beauty that is not easy to detect around me.

And she, the future heir of the enterprise company, has all her work and rest time recorded on the schedule, and can only live by the rules, meticulous, unchanged, rigid and boring.

Wood is a beautiful and noble white swan. If you let her go, she will fly away from her eyes; if you imprison her, she will die little by little in loneliness and depression.

Can't really get her anyway?

Realizing this, Coco was both sad and unwilling.

"Wood, I want to elope with you."

Wood stared at her for a while, pinched her cheek, and said with a smile, "You're so romantic."

When Coco said this sentence for the first time, Wood had expected it, but the more times he heard it, he knew it was just a joke.So when Coco mentioned it again in the future, she changed her words and said, "Okay, come with me when you pack your bags."

They all know very well that "The Little Prince" is just a fairy tale.In fairy tales, the prince and son fall in love, and the story ends, but in real life, falling in love is the beginning of the story.

Coco's more and more frequent leaving early and returning late eventually aroused the dissatisfaction of the chairman. She specially chose Friday night to wait for Coco to go home.

"Mom... haven't you slept yet?" He opened the door softly as before, but he didn't want to but saw the chairman with an unpredictable expression sitting on the sofa.

"Sit down, let's chat." The clock pointed to one o'clock in the morning, and Coco didn't believe that the chairman insisted on waiting until now just to chat with her.

With the worry and fear of the impending Dongchuang incident, Coco sat uncomfortably next to the chairman.

"Tomorrow night your father invited a few old friends over for dinner, and you call your boyfriend over." The chairman did not beat around the bush, and since he believed that his daughter's abnormal behavior these days must be related to his son-daughter relationship, he went straight to the point , straight to the point.

"I, I don't have a boyfriend." Coco was startled, and hastily discerned, what he said was clearly the truth, but he was extremely guilty.

"It's settled like this. Remember to ask him out tomorrow." The chairman stood up involuntarily, covered his mouth and yawned, "Hurry up and take a shower and rest. I'm going to bed too."

"Mom, I really don't have a boyfriend!" Coco quickly chased after her to explain.

The chairman turned around and smiled tolerantly: "Then bring back the person you are eager to see these days."

Coco froze in place, watching the chairman's back disappear behind the bedroom door. At such a moment, she had imagined that what should come would always come, and she couldn't hide or escape.

But, will this moment come too fast, too early, too suddenly?She hasn't loved enough, she hasn't been happy enough, she just got her...how can she be willing to let go?How is it possible to let go? !

"Boyfriend..." Coco repeated this word dreamily. The chairman's guess was "boyfriend", so before it was time to give up in despair, there must be a way to deal with it, as long as she was willing to use her brain to think about it.

After procrastinating for a while, Coco thought painfully, Wood is a (cough cough) tablet, she has become addicted to her, she can't extricate herself, she can't live without it.

When she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower to douse herself from head to toe, Coco had already made up her mind.