The air between the two stood still. The four eyes are facing each other, and there are shadows in each other's eyes, and they are very happy.

"Xia Yao, I'm very happy. ”

Ouyang Xun's deep voice came, like the melody of a cello, flowing into Xia Yao's heart, warm and beautiful.

After chasing stars for so many years, she has never seen Ouyang Xun so happy now, and her eyes seem to be embellished with stars.

For the first time, she felt such a joy: her heart seemed to be filled with something, like the sun shining on cotton wool on a winter day, giving people a sense of extreme satisfaction.

In Ouyang Xun's opinion, the girl in front of her is a little arrogant at the moment. The interior lights are dim, but the girl is shining happily.

He slowly approached, Xia Yao blinked until she could count his eyelashes, and she slowly closed her eyes.

The eyelashes gently swept over Ouyang Xun's eyelids, like feathers brushing his heart, a little itchy, a little restless. Then, cover your lips.

The kiss during the shooting is soothing and restrained, and the kiss at this time spews out the feelings, with a bit of domineering in the warmth, much more force than when shooting, close to each other, tossing and turning, biting, licking.

The sudden intimacy of the outside world and the blood flow and heartbeat accelerated by the heating made Xia Yao panic, and the whole person stiffened.

Ouyang Xun turned around and faced her, wrapped her in his arms with both hands, and pressed his forehead against her.

"Xia Yao, relax. Breathe. ”

After speaking, the aggressive kiss fell again.

He was already trying his best to be patient, not wanting to scare her. But I can't help myself, and I'm still somewhat domineering.

Xia Yao learned to be obedient this time, following his rhythm, adjusting her breathing, feeling his breath and touch, and also trying to respond, and her thinking ability temporarily ran away from home.

The end of a kiss is like a century.

The two still pressed their foreheads against each other, the tips of their noses touched, and their breaths were mixed with each other's taste.

Xia Yao's lips were wet from the kiss, and her eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, and her eyes were a little confused.

Ouyang Xun's throat moved, and the arm holding her tightened a little more - the girl in front of her, like a poppy, would be addicted.

He tried his best to be patient, licked her lips and pressed her to his chest, his chin resting on top of her head.

Xia Yao could sense his powerful heartbeat, inexplicably relieved.

"Ouyang Xun, am I counted, a winner in life?" Xia Yao, who had been kissed, had a much softer voice.

People who originally only existed on the screen, at most once or twice a year, standing in the audience to look up, now, in front of themselves, hugged, kissed, lovers, and their boyfriends.

"I'm the one who wins in life. His affectionate answer rang in his ears.

***

On the other side, Ouyang Xun's parents are at home. It's still morning in China.

"Husband! It's terrible! Your son has finally opened his mind!"

Ye Zhiqing trotted all the way into the study. Ouyang Zhengfeng was reading the morning newspaper, and there was a pot of tea on his right hand, which was full of mist.

The whole family, the company, and Ye Zhiqing can be so grandiose, no matter what Ouyang Zhengfeng is doing, he goes in and out without knocking.

He snorted from his nose with disdain. "What can this kid do?"

He didn't lift his head. Because it's not Ye Zhiqing's business.

Ouyang Zhengfeng has always been disgusted with the flashy and quick success circle of the entertainment industry, and he has even sneered at artists and all kinds of lace news. Who would have thought that the son he had spent a lot of effort to cultivate, would not read the admission letter of an overseas famous school, and turned into the entertainment industry to become a singer.

Cultivating the next generation or something, it's not as good as spoiling your wife.

Before Ouyang Xun stepped into the entertainment industry, Ouyang Zhengfeng had always been strict with him, demanding perfection in life and work;

The father and son never had an argument, but they never got close. After becoming famous, Ouyang Xun went home very rarely, and the call was only with Ye Zhiqing and Ouyang Zhengfeng, becoming more and more estranged.

"He finally has a girl he likes! He just told me!

"In his circle?" Ouyang Zhengfeng looked disgusted. One bite at a time "that circle".

"It doesn't seem to be, I heard Nell say she's a college student. ”

"The old cow eats the tender grass. Do not do good things. He shook the newspaper.

Ye Zhiqing was not happy, stepped forward and took away his newspaper, and sat down on the armrest of the seat.

"What are you talking about! How can you say that about your son! Is it easy for him to have a girl he likes! I want to go to a parent-teacher meeting, and the girls rush to greet me one by one, introduce themselves, and call one aunt after another diligently. Your son is fine, leave me there and go home!

"When he sees a kitten or a dog, he's still interested in teasing him, and how can he ...... when he sees a girl?

"I see that the girls in his class are all very beautiful, but none of them can get into his eyes. I've been in a hurry for the past few years! I really want to see this girl, she really has the ability to subdue our family Xun'er! I want to see what kind of vision he is, and he can marry me a fairy to go home?"

"Subdued? You should be the Monkey King to fight monsters? What are you anxious about, this kid hasn't chased people down yet. He patted Ye Zhiqing's hand. How old a person is, she is still like a little girl when she is excited.

"Hey, it's just a pity for the daughter of the old Yu family. Ye Zhiqing sighed.

Ouyang Zhengfeng paused as he flipped through the newspaper, did not make a sound, and bowed his head slightly.

***

Xia Yao and Ouyang Xun had already passed twelve o'clock when they finished watching the movie. One person and one quilt, deliberately kept some distance, because he was too sleepy, he fell asleep after a while.

Early in the morning, Ouyang Xun woke up first, because he always felt that a stone was pressed on his right arm, and he was a little uncomfortable.

When I opened my eyes, I looked down and found that it was Xia Yao's head.

She curled up like a baby, close to Ouyang Xun, her even soothing breath sprayed on his arm, and her face was puffy.

Ouyang Xun didn't dare to move his arms, he gently turned his body to the side, wrapped his left hand around her, closed his eyes and continued to rest. He enjoyed the quiet and quiet time now, and his heart was as soft as a layer of fluffy dandelions.

On the third pole of the sun, Xia Yao woke up in a daze. I slept so peacefully and contentedly.

"Good morning, girlfriend. ”

Ouyang Xun met her sloppy eyes, and deliberately dragged out the word "girlfriend" to remind her of the change of identity last night.

Xia Yao grinned: "Morning, boyfriend." Respectfully said that there was no fragment of her memory.

Then, she discovered the overly intimate sleeping position......

When was this?

Obviously, the two-meter-wide big bed and two big pillows, she was good, and "politely" put the pillow away, sleeping on Ouyang Xun's arm, and the bed was also very economical and only half of the bed was slept.

Judging from the current position, she should have taken the initiative to roll over. Ouyang Xun will not be so masochistic that he sleeps close to the edge of the bed, and he will fall down if he is not careful.

"You let go of me. Xia Yao twisted in the quilt, trying to get him to take his arm away so that she could go back.

"If I don't hook you, you're going to fall. Ouyang Xun said very much and continued to hold her.

Xia Yao: "......"

She carefully lifted her upper body and moved to the other side, and then she felt something strange.

The buttocks are a little damp, cool, and sticky. Big things are not good!

Her heart skipped a beat, and a sense of foreboding came over her. Under the covers, she touched the sheets with her hands, and then her pajama pants. Really......

She's always been a lot. But this time, because it didn't hurt, I didn't drink brown sugar, and I didn't use pajama pants, which caused the current tragedy.

She has always been very careful about living alone outside, washing bed sheets or something is too troublesome, and nothing has happened in recent years...... Waking up early in the morning with a red sheet can affect the mood of the whole day.

"Ouyang Xun, I'm ......," she wanted to say but stopped. It's embarrassing!

It's only been how long they've been together, and she's done all the things that her aunt can do!

She was really afraid that Ouyang Xun would regret falling in love: she didn't enjoy the sweetness of having a girlfriend at all, and the situation was a basket.

"What's wrong with you?" Ouyang Xun seemed to be coaxing a child.

"I ...... Aunt leaked. ”

It took Ouyang Xun a few seconds to understand what she meant. It was the first time he had heard of such a thing.

"Want to help?"

Xia Yao shook her head.

Ouyang Xun got up, went to the cloakroom to change his pajamas, took his toiletries from the bathroom, went to the bathroom outside, and left the room to her.

Where to find such a caring boyfriend!Xia Yao couldn't help but sigh.

The moment Ouyang Xun closed the door, her whole person was relaxed. What kind of fairy boyfriend is this.

The next step is to pick up the pieces without any scruples.

Lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, she hurriedly cleaned herself first, and then ripped off the sheets. Thankfully, there was none on the mattress. Unfortunately, there is a quilt on it.

She hurriedly pulled off the quilt cover, unfolded the quilt core, and examined it carefully. Then, one head and two large.

Could it be that we are going to share a quilt tonight......

She was busy in her room for a while.

There are a lot of washing and skin care steps in itself, and now there is an extra bed for her to tidy up.

Ouyang Xun didn't come in to disturb her, nor did he urge her, he called Song Jie and told her to buy a new set of bedding, and then go to make breakfast.

About an hour passed.

After Xia Yao finished dressing up, she folded the sheets, rolled them up, held them in a large bundle, and opened the door to prepare to go downstairs.

The house was filled with the fragrance of eggs and bacon, and I didn't see Ouyang Xun, but met Song Jie who went upstairs at the staircase.

"Morning, Sister Song!" Xia Yao was a little surprised to see her, but still greeted her happily.

But Song Jie didn't respond, to be precise, Song Jie was stunned.

Xia Yao blinked.

She came out of Ouyang Xun's room just now. The door was still ajar.

The sheet was held in his hand, and the soiled piece was facing outward.