Zeng Jinjin put down his pen and stepped on his slippers to open the door. There was Mo Yijiu standing at the door, wearing a nightdress and a small coat, his hair was still half-dry, holding the stationery and envelope given by the program team in one hand, as if he had written before, and carrying a thermos box in the other hand.

"Don't you sleep yet, do you? Just now my agent came and brought sweet soup, together. Mo Yijiu spoke politely and gently at this time, he smiled and let people into the house, looked at the empty corridor outside, and carefully closed the door. When I turned around, I saw that Mo Yijiu had already arrived at the desk where she wrote the letter just now, and was flipping through the letters......

"You've written so much? I was going to ask you to write it together. ”

"It's okay, I'll write slowly, I'll accompany you. ”

"Write slower is also written for me...... They put me at the back. No matter, drink sweet soup first and sit. ”

"Oh. Zeng Jinjin dragged another chair over and placed it next to Mo Yijiu. In fact, she didn't have the habit of eating in the middle of the night, but tonight, she was especially surprised by this unexpected sweet soup.

"Did your agent cook it?"

"Cook a ghost, where would you be so careful, of course I bought it. But it's delicious, boiled with honey, hangover. ”

Mo Yijiu quickly filled two bowls, and he honestly moved over and drank them, the sweetness was also quite fragrant, and he couldn't taste any special wonderful taste, but he felt very comfortable when he fell into his stomach, and the discomfort after drinking was also a little lighter.

"Do you like it? ”

Mo Yijiu didn't say a word, let the hand that scooped the soup once, she blinked, looked at the soup in her hand, and then looked at Mo Yijiu's bowl that was almost not moving, swallowed what was in her mouth, and then looked at Mo Yijiu's smiling eyes and said, "I like it, why don't you like it if it's so delicious." ”

"If you like it, and it's all for you. ”

"Ah?...... Belch...... Don't be so polite, Sister Yi. ”

"I'm not polite to you, I'll serve you another bowl. ”

Zeng Jin looked at Mo Yijiu in embarrassment as he filled sweet soup for himself, and wanted to say that he couldn't drink so much, but seeing her gentle and virtuous appearance, he couldn't say anything anymore.

Sure enough, one bowl was just right, and when I got to the second bowl, I felt that the skirt waist was too tight, so I took a deep breath to close my waist, but as soon as I exhaled it, it became the same again. And Mo Yijiu still talked to her unconsciously.

"What time is your plane tomorrow?"

"The program team is scheduled for more than 12 noon, what about you. ”

"I'm going back to the record label tomorrow afternoon for a meeting, so it's a 10 o'clock flight. ”

"Isn't that going to leave at seven or eight o'clock? Sister Yi, can you get up?"

Mo Yijiu raised his eyebrows, an expression that you know.

At the meeting, he immediately said: "I understand, I understand, go and wake you up." ”

She thinks that after these days, she has become a senior alarm clock, and she has mastered the ability to pull Mo Datian out of the quilt.

I didn't want Mo Yijiu to shake his head, his eyes were lit up, and he said: "Stay with me all night, singing, dancing, chatting, writing letters, and watching TV together." ”

Hey, my queen sister, are you a little girl, are you so energetic and still up all night! Looking at the dim ceiling hesitantly, I don't want to refuse her, and I don't want the two of you to suffer from sleep deprivation tomorrow.

"That's it, Sister Yi......" She made up her mind and looked back at Mo Yijiu very seriously: "I'll sleep with you all night, okay?"

"Poof!!" Mo Yijiu lowered his head and covered his mouth and laughed, finally stopped, and then raised his eyes and asked, "What kind of sleep are you talking about?"

"Huh?"

"Poof!! I don't understand anything. Go take a shower, I'll write my homework here." ”

So did you agree or didn't agree? I changed my slippers and went into the bathroom for some unknown reason, and I took off my makeup in front of the mirror, only to suddenly react, in addition to this sleep, there is also that sleep...... It's just too evil.

After taking a shower, I finally digested the embarrassment caused by the ambiguity in the words just now. Mo Yijiu had already gotten into the bed, playing with his mobile phone as if no one was fine.

"It's been so long that I've finished writing my letters. She said.

"What? It's done? ”

"You don't have to write it to me, because I didn't write it to you either. ”

Zeng Jinjin was stunned, but she felt that this was too unpleasant, as if she was about to turn her face, and she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

Mo Yijiu raised his head, looked at Zeng Jinjin's body, and smiled: "What can't you and I say, what kind of letter to write." ”

"You're panting so much that I'm scared ......" Zeng Jin kicked his slippers and climbed into bed, lifted the quilt and got into the quilt: "It's okay, I can't figure out how to write." ”

Mo Yijiu put down his phone and asked puzzledly, "What does it mean to gasp for breath?"

"Panting......" Zeng Jin really didn't know how to explain it, so he could only give an example: "It's like the waiter took a bottle of sky-high wine and asked me if I could open it, I said yes, the waiter picked up the wine opener, and I added a joke." ”

"Hahaha, understood. But did I gasp for breath just now?"

"Yes, why not? Why don't I have to write to you, you don't write to me, isn't this the line that I never saw and didn't have to contact again?"

Mo Yijiu pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand and poked Zeng Jinjin's face: "Then you say, if you were asked to write to me, what would you write?." ”

"Write ......" Zeng Jinjin thought about it seriously, but his mind was blank, so he could only give up: "Didn't you just say it, I can't think of it." I'll go to the toilet first. ”

"What, do you really want to go or do you want to go?"

I solved it quickly, and by the way, I thought about how to write the letter, but I found that I was like an intellectually disabled illiterate, and I couldn't be satisfied with how to organize the language. Slowly crawled back to the bed and lay down, touching the still swollen stomach to open the topic: "Hey, I really drank too much, and I was so full that I couldn't sleep." ”

Mo Yijiu was also so foolish, he immediately followed her words and didn't mention the previous topic, lying beside Zeng Jinjin with his head propped up, and his other hand touched Zeng Jinjin's stomach from under the quilt, and said, "I'll help you rub it." ”

Zeng Jinjin subconsciously pressed Mo Yijiu's hand, and asked distrustfully, "Will you vomit?"

"No, it works. "Mo Yijiu is serious, it seems that he really has this good craft, and he can't try it well.

Although Zeng Jinjin still had some doubts, he was embarrassed to refuse when he saw the other party's serious face, so he rubbed his hand by her.

The corners of Mo Yijiu's mouth bent, opened his palm, and gently pressed it clockwise around his navel through the nightdress.

"You close your eyes, don't always think about your stomach ......" Mo Yijiu's voice was low and gentle, with a demagogic aura.

Zeng Jinjin closed his eyes and tried to distract himself, but the feeling on his stomach was too eye-catching, although through the fabric, the temperature and strength of Mo Yijiu's palm were still transparent, which made it impossible to ignore. Anyway, I didn't feel how much the feeling of fullness in my stomach was reduced, but it added a little weird feeling.

"It's impossible not to think about your stomach. ”

Zeng Jin was going to find an opportunity to turn over and interrupt the invasion of strange feelings, but Mo Yijiu said unhurriedly: "Then you want me ......"

“......”

Song. ”

.............................. "What's that, another big gasp!"

Zeng Jinjin opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately crashed into Mo Yijiu's gaze with a warm smile.

"Once upon a time, I would like to ask you a question. ”

"You say. She noticed that her voice was dry and nervous.

"Aren't you curious about what kissing feels like?"

"Huh?"

"I suddenly wondered what it was like to kiss a girl, I hadn't even tried it. Mo Yijiu squinted his eyes and thought about it, and asked Zeng Jinjin with interest: "Shall we try it?"

"Ah???h

"Friendship in nature. ”

“......”

Zeng Jinjin swallowed his saliva, his mind was running wildly, and he finally nodded. Mo Yijiu pursed his lips, smiled even more brightly, turned over and leaned on the back of the bed, and hooked his fingers at Zeng Jinjin who was lying down.

Zeng Jinjin also sat up, at a height with Mo Yijiu, the hand holding the quilt tightened, and he leaned forward boldly, and after a brief touch of his lips, he leaned back.

The lips are very soft, the heart beats fast, I don't know if everyone's lips are like this, or if everyone's lips have a different touch, and Mo Yijiu's is especially soft. Before she could think about it more, Mo Yijiu came up again, held her face, deeply printed her lips/flaps, tossed and inhaled, and exchanged breaths, until both of them began to pant unevenly, then they let go, and said, "Once and now, this is kissing." ”