The first to wake up was Feng Tangtang.

In a daze, I thought I was dreaming.

The smell of his body, his sturdy arm pillow, and the warm hands that caressed her hair.

When she fell asleep, it was not yet dark, and the room was already dark, and the moonlight leaked through the gap in the curtains, shining on Zuo Yan's sleeping face.

Pitch-black hair, fine white skin, and a somewhat emaciated face, refreshing and charming.

Looking closely through the moonlight, the thin lips, the straight nose, and the eyelashes are not like words. He exhaled and breathed softly, spraying all over her face, like a prince in a fairy tale.

It turned out that he rushed back to spend the New Year with her.

I don't know if it's been twelve o'clock? Did they sleep on New Year's Day?

Feng Tangtang wanted to get up and check the time, but he didn't dare to move. The man enclosed her in his arms like a child holding a stuffed animal, full of wholehearted possessiveness.

Feng Tangtang chuckled, how could he be hugged so tightly, and there was no discomfort, he could sleep so long in a dark and sweet way.

Zuo Yan was by her side, and she was subconscious, full of comfort.

Sticking out his fingers, there was a hint of coolness outside the quilt. She wickedly put her hand to his neck, his skin smooth and warm, and there was a vigorous tension in his pulse. Zuo Yan was frozen by her hand, and frowned in her dream.

Fingers roamed over his neck, touching his fine hair. His earlobes are also very thin, and when you pinch them in your hands, they are soft and cute. He should have shaved before going to bed, and his chin only had some fine stubble at the root, which felt itchy and sexy.

Rubbing his lips with his fingertips, feeling this, speaking handsomely, kissing more handsome lips. Feng Tangtang has a great sense of satisfaction in his heart, and the function of kissing is exclusive to me.

The cold hand touched his eyebrows, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

Zuo Yan opened his mouth and asked faintly: "Tang Tang, why can't you touch the point every time you wake up first?" ”

"Then why do you pretend to be asleep every time?"

"When you wake up, I'll wake up with you. Then I thought to myself, let's see what this girl is going to do to me quietly. ”

Feng Tangtang patted his face: "Touch my favorite place." ”

Zuo Yan said in a sullen voice: "So, you just covet my beauty?" ”

Feng Tangtang laughed: "Otherwise? ”

Zuo Yan stopped talking, grabbed her hand and reached back into the quilt, all the way down. Feng Tangtang's face turned red instantly, it was already hard, and he could feel the heat through his pajama pants: "Why are you ......?"

"Knock on the blackboard." Zuo Yan overturned himself, "Next time you wake up first, please focus on the key points directly." ”

She obediently grabbed the point, in exchange for a soft sigh of satisfaction.

The two people kissed carefully, tacitly acknowledging each other, enjoying this quiet moment, and they were not impatient. Feng Tangtang hooked his neck with one hand, and worked on the "key point" with the other, and the voice in Zuo Yan's throat came from the mouth where the lips and tongue were entwined, and it sounded directly on her eardrums, like a low note, knocking on her heart.

As he stroked her face, the movement of her hands stopped abruptly.

"How?" He asked, looking up, in a hoarse voice.

She looked at him wickedly and asked, "If you wake up first, where is the point?" ”

Zuo Yan was stunned for a moment, and deliberately let his fingers wander on her face: "Each other, I also covet your beauty." ”

As his fingertips ran over her lips, she opened her mouth to take it in.

Zuo Yan's eyes darkened.

The tip of the soft tongue wrapped around the knuckles, and the teeth gently bit the fingertips, and the warm and moist mouth wrapped around him, and then slowly led him to reach in a little, and then to reach in a little.

Zuo Yan took a deep breath, pulled out his fingers, kissed her back again, put his hands down, and spread out the focus in an all-round way......

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Sweat soaked the quilt, Zuo Yan took a new bed from the cabinet and wrapped two people.

"I was going to take the No. 2 plane back to the crew." The afternoon sleep made her energetic, and after a □□, she did not feel sleepy, but felt a sense of relief after releasing stress.

Zuo Yan listened to her voice, got out of bed and poured her a glass of water, before coming up again: "No. 1 still has work?" ”

"The protagonist has changed, and there are a lot of things." She gulped down the water, and remembered that he had left half a cup, "I'm worried that there is something to communicate face-to-face, and I dare to leave only after some work is done." ”

"Hmm."

"It's not just the size of the costume that has changed, but the temperament of the characters has also changed. The schedule that was made in conjunction with the schedule of the resigned actor had to be overturned and restarted......"

Zuo Yan took the cup, she said a word, he responded to it, occasionally gave some advice, and did not show any impatience.

After she finished speaking, Zuo Yan pushed the cup back again, Feng Tangtang drank the other half of the water, and said apologetically: "The holiday has begun, but I'm still talking about this, isn't it ruining your interest?" ”

Zuo Yan put the water cup at the head of the bed, wrapped her tightly in the quilt and hugged her in his arms: "No, I won't feel unhappy about what you say to me." On the contrary, I am glad that we are peers, and I can understand what you say. ”

"But I don't think it's interesting." She was a little sullen, "It seems like dragging you to work overtime." ”

Zuo Yan kissed her: "You are the most interesting." ”

Feng Tangtang glared at him and said angrily: "It's really a thousand clothes, and I don't wear any sycophants." ”

The flush on her cheeks did not subside, and the thin nightdress was sweaty against her body, outlining her delicate curves. The broken hair on the forehead blocks the corners of the reddened eyes, cute and charming.

Zuo Yan felt this glance, staring at a thousand kinds of style, ten thousand kinds of beauty, and it hit his heart at once, which was even more powerful than the emotion in the □□ just now.

Feng Tangtang leaned on him delicately. She was held in Zuo Yan's arms, her thighs pressed against his lower body. She noticed his gradual change.

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled, hooked his neck, and kissed him again.

Fireworks suddenly lit up outside, and it was twelve o'clock, and the new year had arrived.

The two parted breathlessly, looked at each other and smiled.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

In the new year, I will also accompany you well.

Me too.

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got up early in the morning, Zuo Yan bought breakfast, Feng Tangtang ate it, opened the notebook, and prepared to deal with the work.

Zuo Yan cleaned up a little, opened his notebook, sat opposite her, and took care of his work.

The two of them sat at the dining table, tapping on the keyboard face to face. Zuo Yan admires one thing very much, that is, she can always quickly devote herself to one thing, and her spirit can quickly concentrate.

She's a bit loose in this regard.

The appearance of the man on the opposite side working seriously is really exciting.

Zuo Yan felt her gaze and knocked on the table: "Start quickly, work first and then play." ”

Feng Tangtang pouted and reluctantly looked away.

The sound of tapping on the keyboard on the opposite side rang rhythmically in my ears. Feng Tangtang also opened the working document.

I felt that Zuo Yan was working very hard, and the anxiety of working overtime during the holiday gradually sank, and even gave birth to an illusion of "I found a boyfriend who was a top student, and I didn't worry at all at the end of the term......

After finishing the work at hand one by one, and sending out the emails one by one, the burden on my heart will be reduced little by little. The pressure always comes from the unknown, and when I really start doing it, I actually enjoy it.

At lunch, Zuo Yan ordered takeout, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Tangtang finally finished all the work, and did not find anything that needed to be communicated face-to-face, and stretched his waist easily: "Ahhh ”

Looking at the time, although this has shrunk......

Zuo Yan said: "Wait for me a little, I still have half an hour on my side before it can be finished." ”

Feng Tangtang dragged a chair and sat beside him: "Well, I'll accompany you." ”

Seize every moment and admire my boyfriend.

She leaned on the table, tilting her head to look at him for a moment. The computer screen shines on his face, and his eyes follow the rhythm of reading from left to right, left to right...... Then jumped on Feng Tangtang's face.

"What's wrong? You continue~" Feng Tangtang was looking at it happily, and the sudden glance made her a little uncomfortable, "I'll just look at you and don't bother you." ”

"But you stare at me like this, I can't continue." Zuo Yan said with a wry smile.

"Oh." Feng Tangtang regretfully pulled the chair back to him, "Then I'll peek at the head office, right?" ”

Zuo Yan couldn't laugh even more: "You told me everything, what kind of peeping?" ”

"Oh." Feng Tangtang stood up boredly, walked to the sofa and collapsed, and casually found a book, "I'll leave your field of vision, that's it." ”

Zuo Yan didn't reply to her, and continued to bury his head in work, and after ten minutes, he felt that there were two dead eyes staring at him behind him, so he had to turn around: "Tang Tang, it's better for you to face to face like this, it's a little scary." ”

Feng Tangtang held up the book and argued: "I don't understand what you say, I'm reading!" ”

Zuo Yan had no choice but to walk up to her and point to the book in her hand: ""Tagore's Collected Poems" is still in English, so I didn't take it down. I haven't heard a page in ten minutes, are you sure you're reading? ”

Feng Tangtang said with a full literary and artistic tone: "My heart, the bird of the ilderness, has found its sky in your eyes." (My heart is the bird of the wilderness, which finds its sky in your eyes.) ）

"I'm appreciating poetry, so I don't turn pages for 10 minutes." She said with a heartfelt voice.

This poem sounded a little real in Zuoyan, so he recited another line of Tagore's poem: "Eyes are raining for her, heart is holding umbrella for her, this is love." (The eyes rain for her, the heart holds an umbrella for her, this is love.) ）

A deep voice, a soft intonation, and a focused, genuine gaze. — and a more standard English pronunciation than hers.

Unintentional confession, in exchange for another confession, Feng Tangtang was a little overwhelmed with surprise.

She has studied the pronunciation of lines, and she thinks she can also read love poems in a full tone. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zuo Yan spoke, she was powerless to resist at all.

Zuo Yan looked at her stunned expression, hooked the corners of his lips and smiled lightly, and touched her head: "Okay, I'm not working, I'll take you out to play, my love." ”