Chapter 230: Heartbeat

Chang An was dumbfounded for two seconds, and got up from the bed with a "whoosh".

"Wait a minute!"

She sucked her slippers and ran downstairs, through the back hall and the courtyard, opened the door, the cold wind blew on her face, people should have been awake, but they still couldn't believe it the moment they saw the surroundings outside the door.

"It's you. ”

"Why do you run out dressed like this?" Zhou Wei frowned, took off his coat and wrapped her in it, "Hurry in!"

Chang An ate and laughed, panting for white breath and being half-hugged by Zhou Wei and going upstairs, and he didn't turn on the lights, neither of them dared to make too much movement.

"You drank a lot of wine?" Chang An asked in a low voice as he held it in his arms.

"Can you see?"

"No, you can smell alcohol on you and on your coat. ”

"Hmm," the man who hugged him replied ambiguously, and went upstairs, several rooms, "Which one do you live in?"

"The innermost one. ”

Chang An pushed open the door and was about to turn on the light, when suddenly his waist tightened, and the next second the person was already pressed against the wall, and his back hit him with a heavy blow, a little painful, Chang An didn't have time to make any sound, Zhou Yan had already sealed it with a kiss.

He seemed to be fierce, and he gagged Chang An's mouth tightly, and Chang An was forced to bear the smell of wine, smoke, and the wind, snow, and frost that he had inhaled all the way in his mouth.

"Woo..." she struggled to speak, but Zhou didn't let her, blocking her to death, and her cold palms were squeezed into her close-fitting thermal underwear, and then she didn't have a chance to say a word, only muddy and messy breathing and gasping were left in the darkness.

Everything came too fast and too violently, Zhou Wei directly pressed Chang An against the wall and rushed in, followed by the stormy waves, at first Chang An still had some sense, and pleaded in his ear in pieces: "Jiahui... Jiahui lives next door...", but he prefers to use the strength of wine to spread wild.

"What are you afraid of, it's not the first time she's heard it. ”

He went crazy Chang An had no room for confrontation at all, the rest could only bear it, but she couldn't make any sound, her lips were about to be bitten by herself, and it was useless to beg for mercy, so she went to gnaw Zhou Wei's shoulder, leaving rows of tooth marks on his shoulder.

In the middle of winter, the huge waves turned the sky, and at the end, Zhou Wei seemed to have unloaded his strength, and there was no movement on Chang'an's body for a long time.

Chang An didn't urge, and he didn't want to move, so the two of them were sticky for a long time, until the sweat on his back became cold, Chang An felt a little cold, and raised his hand to pat his back.

"Hey, do you want to get up?"

"Hmm. He snored like an old scalper, but still didn't move, "Lie down a little longer." ”

Chang An was speechless, took out a hand and pulled the corner quilt to cover his back.

"You... Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

"You asked me to come over. ”

"I didn't..."

"I said it on the phone. ”

Chang An remembered the phone call and said that he wanted him to come over and say that he missed her in person.

"I'm kidding. ”

Heaven and earth conscience, when the rice wine was on the top, she said something drunk in a daze, but she really didn't expect him to really come over overnight.

"Really, I didn't lie to you, I was really just joking. ”

Chang An didn't look over to explain, but he didn't seem to care about what she was talking about, and just replied sullenly: "Well, you're joking, but I'm serious." ”

In the thick cold night, his voice was lazy and hoarse after lust, and Chang An's heart trembled unconsciously after listening to it.

I always feel that tonight's Zhou Wei is a little different, and Chang An guesses that it may be the effect of alcohol.

"But you didn't say anything when you came. She also quipped along with his words.

"Say what?"

"What you want to say to me in person, isn't that what you came here in the middle of the night?"

"Hmm..."

The purpose of his coming...

Two chuckles suddenly came from his ears, and his wet breath was on the side of Chang An's face, a little itchy.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. ”

"How do I feel like you're a little... Sort of..."No

"Abnormal" Before the three of them could finish speaking, Zhou Yan lay on her neck and began to kiss carefully, and the ups and downs made Chang An unable to parry at all, and he had already lost his armor in three or two strokes.

Zhou Wei leaned over and twisted the bedside lamp, and the sudden stinging light in front of him provoked Chang An to block his eyes with his arm.

Zhou Wei stroked her hand, "Look at me, watch what I do." ”

The huge waves rolled again, this time it seemed to be longer, and Chang An no longer even had the heart to beg for mercy.

The small bed of more than one meter turned into a vast sea, and Chang An felt like a small boat that was shaking so much that he couldn't get to the shore, and there seemed to be alcohol volatilized in his sweat.

Tossing for half a night, Chang An fell asleep when he went out of the window with a little fish belly white, but Zhou Wei didn't sleep, brushed aside the broken hair on her forehead to look at her, her eyelashes were long, her skin was white and delicate, and all this was mixed together to be gentle to a beautiful sleep under the light.

Zhou Wei wants all this to belong to himself, forever to himself.

The fingertips slowly rubbed the base of her ear, the movement was light and slow, for fear that everything in front of her would disappear from life if it was heavier.

Chang An woke up the next day and it was already three poles in the morning, and there was no one on the pillow for a long time, she got dressed and got out of bed, folded the quilt, and saw the traces of the sheets.

Going to die, going to die!

She thought of the absurdity of last night, her ears were hot, and she was about to remove the sheets.

"Sister, you're finally up. ”

Chang Jiahui's dislike of knocking on the door didn't change until she was in her twenties, and she opened the door and came in directly.

Chang An was too late to change, so he could only shake off the folded quilt quickly.

"Ah, just up. She replied casually, judging by her hearing that Chang Jiahui had walked to her side, she turned around suddenly, "I'll just change my clothes." ”

But Chang Jiahui has no eyesight at all.

"I'll wait for you, you fold the quilt first. ”

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Chang An stiffened, how to fold, it was fatal.

"Don't fold it, I'm a little hungry, go down for breakfast first!" Chang An pushed Chang Jiahui's shoulder and walked downstairs.

Chang Jiahui turned back three times in one step, "Ah, you don't fold the quilt anymore, and you don't change your pajamas?"

"Don't change it, let's do it first!"

The sisters pushed and shoved to the first floor, the winter sun was very good, Xiao Ai was cooking with Wei Suying in front, and Chang Wangde's long-lost laughter came from behind.

"Dad in the backyard?"

"That's right, my brother-in-law accompanied him all morning, sister, to be honest, when did my brother-in-law come last night, why didn't there be any movement at all?"

Chang Jiahui tilted her head and stared at her and asked.

Chang An didn't dare to look back at her, don't look over his head and pull off his hair, "It's the middle of the night, I was already asleep when I came." The expression was like it, but unfortunately the cheeks were burned to the root of the ears.

Chang Jiahui snorted twice, tilted her head and stared at Chang An again, "Oh... That's it!" Xiaoxiao went to the front with the pocket of her down jacket, but when she walked to the yard, she suddenly raised her hand and waved it to Chang An with her back, "It's okay, Sister Ha, I sleep to death at night, just when I'm deaf." ”

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Chang An really wanted to find a hole to get into at that moment, Zhou Yan was a bastard, but when he thought about the crime scene upstairs, he couldn't be embarrassed, turned around and went upstairs and quickly took off the sheets and threw them into the washing machine.

The washing machine was still spinning, and Chang An stared at it in a daze.

"What are you washing?"

Chang An turned around, Zhou Wei was already standing behind him at some point, and he was still wearing the black sweater he wore when he came last night, with one hand in his trouser pocket, looking like a dog.

"Oh, sheets!" she said, with anger in her voice.

Zhou Yiyi came over and smiled evilly: "So anxious to destroy the corpse?"

"Are you still waiting for Xiao Ai to help me wash. ”

"Isn't it normal, she's an adult!"

"Hey, you still say!"

Chang An was so anxious that he died.

The washing machine is placed in the yard, not far from the kitchen, the kitchen window is open, and Xiao Ai is cooking soup in it.

She really felt that this man was sometimes not serious, and he was like a beast.

Fortunately, the drum of the washing machine stopped, Chang An didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up the sheets from inside, shook them open and looked at them, really desperate.

"I can't wash it clean!"

The stains are still there, and they are particularly noticeable in several places.

Chang An was so angry that he threw the sheets into the basin, "You come and wash them by hand!"

Zhou Wei looked up at the sky, "Do you think it's possible?"

"To wash or not to wash?"

"Don't wash!"

"You..."

What are you, you, what are you, Chang An actually didn't have a problem at all, and bit his lip fiercely with his teeth, "Forget it, I'll wash it myself." ”

There is a faucet right next to it.

The weather is minus seven or eight degrees, the tap water is poured on the hands like a knife cut, Zhou Wei doesn't help anyway, watching her roll up her sleeves and squeak and rub on the side, and after rubbing one place, you have to shake it open and find another place, it seems that she drew a map last night, and when the last stain is washed, Chang An's hands are frozen.

Exhale and then carry the wet sheets to the washing machine and shake them dry.

The washing machine here does not have an automatic drying function.

Chang An also had to cool the dried sheets on the rope in the yard, just when Xiao Ai came over with the dishes, and saw Chang An drying the sheets, he was shocked.

"Sister Xiaoan, why did you wash the sheets!"

Ouch, girl's voice is so loud.

Chang An is desperate to death, wash the sheets and let her shout such a big move?

Chang An twisted the horn angrily, adjusted his expression and turned back, "Heh... Anyway, it's okay to be idle, so I'll wash it with my hands. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Ai looked dazed.

Chang Jiahui suddenly hung up her headphones and drilled out of the back room, "Do you believe it or not?"

This is asking Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai shook her head and nodded, "What do you believe?"

"Do you know that my sister has never touched her fingers at home, this may be the first sheet she washed in her life, do you believe that she is idle to do this?"

Chang An: "......"

Xiao Ai continued to be dazed: "Then why is she?"

Chang Jiahui: "Stupid, dirty!"

Chang An hated Chang Jiahui's eyes.

Xiao Ai suddenly realized, "Oh, I know, Sister Xiao An, your aunt got the sheet last night." ”

Chang An: "......"

Chang Jiahui: "......"

Xiao Ai: "Ouch, then you said it earlier, you see that your hands are frozen red, why don't you put it there and wait for me to wash it?"

Chang An was about to collapse, and what was even more excessive was that the initiator was still standing there and laughing calmly.

He looks at the joke!

"Xiao Ai, what are you doing standing in the courtyard, the food is going to be cold!" Wei Suying suddenly poked her head out of the kitchen window and shouted.

Xiao Ai remembered that she had a dish in her hand, and ran to the back room with a scream.

Chang An finally couldn't bear it anymore and went over to hold Zhou Wei's hand.

"Let's go, follow me upstairs!"

Wei Suying saw it and yelled hurriedly: "Eh, it's almost time to eat, why are you two going?"

Chang An didn't care, "You eat first, we still have something!" responded to Wei Suying in his mouth, but his hand grabbed Zhou Wei and had already crossed the courtyard.

All the way to the second-floor bedroom, the door was closed.

Zhou Wei was still laughing.

"Isn't itβ€”" He couldn't help it, and was almost happy to death by her, "You're like this?"

As for it, of course, who made her face thinner than paper!

"You're still laughing, you're not allowed to laugh!"

But Zhou Wei really couldn't stop it, and he leaned back with a smile.

Chang An was trembling with anger, and suddenly rushed over to pull his clothes.

Roaring.

What did Zhou Wei think she was going to do.

"Do what?"

"Make you laugh, make you laugh!"

She pulled out the hem of the shirt in the waistband of Zhou Wei's trousers, and stuffed her hand into it, ouch, her hand that had been rubbing the sheets in the yard for half an hour, every sweat pore was ice, like ice cubes sticking to Zhou Wei's warm skin and drilling straight up.

Zhou Yi hissed, it was so cold, but he didn't hide, let her be happy, Chang An intensified, and flipped the back of his hand and palm in turn to cover his chest, just like this for a minute.

Zhou Wei finally couldn't stand it.

It's not cold, it's the most exciting time for a minute, it's over, mainly because she makes it itch.

"You should roast your paws, tossing and turning!" he clasped Chang An's hand.

Chang An snorted and laughed, "Don't say it, it's quite similar!"

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Zhou Wei lowered his head and gave her a look of ignorance, but his hand did not let go, and continued to put Chang An's two paws on his chest, but his eyes gradually became ambiguous, pressed down a little, and suddenly stuck to the root of Chang An's ear, "Hey, do you know what this is called?"

Chang An: "What?"

Zhou Wei simply held Chang An's hand firmly through his shirt and sweater material, "This is called tempting." ”

"Ahh

Zhou Yan grinded the root of his teeth, he rarely said a love word, or a love word that was so sour that he was about to lose his teeth, but she didn't get to the point at all.

"Forget it!" he pulled Chang An's hand out of his clothes, "Go downstairs to eat!"

Chang An still had his body temperature on his hands, and stood in place and hissed.

"Heartwarming... Move... Chilling, heart-warming!!"

Chang An instantly understood, and covered his face.

God, this old gentleman is crazy, do you want to make a face when you say this kind of earthy love words that are numb to death? But Chang An felt that his heart was beating fast and he was about to die.

Pedal, pedal, pedal... She covered her face and stomped her foot on the floor a few times, trying to slow down the pounding heartbeat in her body.

"Why don't you go downstairs for dinner?" the voice came from the door again.

Chang An quickly put down his hand, Zhou Yan had returned to his usual rigidity, standing there and looking at her.

Chang An paused, and immediately reacted, his nymphomaniac appearance just now was probably seen by him.

Treacherous!

"Hey!" When Chang An came back to his senses, Zhou Wei had already turned around, and she chased out, "Hey, you wait first!"

But how could he wait, walking faster and faster, the seriousness he pretended just now was long gone, replaced by a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, and the smile grew bigger and bigger with the pace.

Chang An was anxious and angry, and caught up.

"Tell you to wait!"

She slammed in front of Zhou Wei, Zhou Wei saw that she was angry, and just wanted to speak, she suddenly grabbed his sleeve, tilted her face on tiptoe, and kissed him heavily on the lips.

The snow in spring and the warm sun in winter are not as good as her kiss.

Zhou Wei was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Chang An had already run away, and swirled around at the end of the corridor, smiling at him, and making a grimace, as if he had avenged the cold water washing the sheets in the morning.

At that time, she was still wearing the white nightdress she wore last night, with balloon sleeves and a circle of tender yellow stamens around the neckline.

The black hair stroked his shoulders and smiled.

Zhou Wei seemed to be suddenly awakened, why bother with what He Ling said, it's good that she's by her side, it's good that she's Mrs. Zhou!