21 Peony flowers die

Pressing down the waist, looking up at the club and the target, holding the club with the left hand and holding the club with the right hand, Jiang Yi's posture is standard, and the stretched arm muscles move smoothly at the moment of hitting the ball.

Zhao Zheng really noticed the lines of her arms at this time, and thought that it was just a slender billiard, but the billiard balls scattered around by violent impact silently showed the strength of the kick-offer. She must be a person who is extremely strict with herself.

Jiang Yi's ball skills are not bad, but he doesn't have so much time and energy to spend on such entertainment, and ordinary drinking utensils and dinners can't be related to billiards, so his skills are rusty, purely relying on the calculation of strength and angle, if he really encounters a tricky ball, it depends on luck.

As soon as Jiang kicked off, a colored ball fell into the bag, and she followed two strokes to drop two balls, and the fourth shot really couldn't find the angle, so she could only knock the white ball to an awkward position and leave it to Zhao Zheng. She straightened up, across the table, and the man's eyes met hers. His face was as usual, and there was a smile in his eyes.

On the first shot, the jumping ball fell into the bag, and Jiang Yi understood that the man's sentence "listen to and respect" had absolute confidence. Two, three, and four strokes, every time he shot, he hit it with one hit, Jiang Yi vaguely felt that when he hit the first shot, he had already calculated the line of the next shot, so he looked extremely smooth.

It's just that after all, I'm not a professional player, and the rolling trajectory of the ball and the ball can't be completely predicted. Zhao Zheng and Jiang Yi exchanged several times, Zhao Zheng held the rod, and all the monochrome balls fell into the bag, only the black eight remained, and Jiang Yi's two colored balls were left on the table. The white ball is in an excellent position, and it is a situation where Zhao Zheng is sure to win.

Jiang Yi was a little lost in his heart, but it was not an unexpected result. Zhao Zheng didn't rush to putt, he went around the billiard table and went to Jiang Yi's side: "If you want to speak, I can give you another chance." ”

Jiang looked sideways, but didn't find a smug look on his face. She raised her hand, pointed her finger at his chest, and drew a circle through his sweatshirt: "This is ...... It's up to you to be sincere. She lifted her chin and winked.

Zhao Zheng set up a pole and hit □□ Ba, and Hei Ba rolled all the way to the entrance of the cave, but slowly stopped in front of the entrance of the cave. Jiang smiled, this stuffy. Sao man.

"Don't let me down." He set the club and said to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi is full of confidence, the position where the white ball stops is so beneficial to her, and Heiba is already at the entrance of the cave again, if she doesn't clear the stage, she is not worthy of seeing the benefits offered by Zhao Zheng's hands.

Jiang Yiguo did not disappoint Zhao Zheng and cleared the stage with three shots.

She put the club back in place and walked to Zhao Zheng's side: "Although the victory is not martial, but winning is winning." Isn't it time for benefits? ”

Zhao Zheng's thin lips were gently raised, he put his hands around her waist, picked her up and put her on the edge of the billiard table, and then supported her on both sides with both hands, encircling her inside.

Jiang Yi sat on the billiard table, a head taller than him, this perspective is quite good, she looked at him with interest, waiting.

Not far from the two of them, Wu Haoran and the tiger were soaring the high notes of "Love When You Die", and they were soaring to the point that "the universe destroys miè and the heart is still there", and the word "heart" has not yet come out, Wu Haoran actually saw the billiard table, Zhao Zheng took off his shirt, although he was blocked by Jiang Yi who was sitting on the billiard table, but Wu Haoran stood at an angle slightly off and looked right. His "heart is still there" was out of tune for 108,000 miles in an instant. The tiger was unaware of it, singing with his eyes closed.

Wu Haoran's heart was galloping: What are these two people going to do?! What to do?! There's a room upstairs, go upstairs! How can this make people sing! I'm such a pure boy......

Jiang Yi, who was facing Zhao Zheng, let out a long exclamation at this moment, and all the people around him were deaf, and his eyes were full of this man.

Such a silhouette is not only well-practiced, but also a god-given skeleton and proportion. The well-defined muscular lines, not too strong, but undoubtedly strong and full of strength, the broad shoulders, the undulation of the arms, the chest and abdomen distinguished by muscles, and the inverted triangle extending downward. Like a body made of mountains, it is not violent, but it can withstand a storm. It's a body worth the wait.

Jiang Yi raised her eyebrows, she was a little dissatisfied with her condescension at the moment, and slid down from the edge of the table, Jiang Yi almost stood firmly against Zhao Zheng in the front. The man didn't expect her to come down suddenly, and while taking half a step back, he put his hands on her waist. Jiang smiled at the corners of his eyes, well, now from this angle, he can better and more closely observe this beautiful abs and mermaid line.

Noticing a scar on his abdomen, Jiang Yi involuntarily raised his hand, but a second before touching his skin, he was grabbed by Zhao Zheng, he held her hand away, and lowered his eyebrows: "It's not good to get an inch." ”

His breath enveloped her, and the air pressure from top to bottom, Jiang Yi's blood was up, but he couldn't really get close to him. She was staring into his eyes, but what she saw was still his body.

The so-called "peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic", Jiang Yi now deeply feels the mystery of this sentence.

"This is my silent compliment to you." She smiled so charmingly, but he was still calm.

Wu Haoran finished singing, threw down the microphone and ran to Zhang Ye's side: "Brother, look back and look behind." You're in charge of these two! ”

Zhang Ye turned his head when he heard this, and saw that Zhao Zheng was bare-chested, with his hands on both sides of Jiang, and the two didn't know what they were talking about. He chuckled: "Haven't you seen Zhao Zheng's shirtless?" Fuss. ”

"It's not! So many people! Brother Zheng didn't know how to avoid it. ”

"What to avoid? Zhao Zheng is doing things in a measured way, you still don't know? Sometimes you really say that you don't open your mind, even here, the brothers are here, what can happen? Leave him alone and sing your little apple." ”

was blocked back by Zhang Ye, Wu Haoran thought he was deflated, and went to the side to order a song silently.

Zhao Zheng put on his clothes and joined the singing team with Jiang Yi. He sat down next to Zhang Ye, and when everyone saw Jiang coming, they coaxed her to sing a song. Jiang Yi knew that he couldn't escape when he came, so after shirking it once, he still went to order a song.

"Looks like this girl can handle you." Zhang Ye handed Zhao Zheng a bottle of beer.

Zhao Zheng took it: "It's very interesting." ”

"Tsk, it looks like I've enjoyed it."

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Zheng took a sip of wine and asked.

"It's nothing, you're a newcomer to the road, I care a lot about relationships."

"Thank you for your concern. Whether it's good or not, I think about it very clearly. Zhao Zheng touched Zhang Ye's wine bottle.

Zhang Ye smiled and nodded, and said no more.

"However, what is the situation between you and Tang Yi?"

Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled: "We seem to have a situation?" ”

"It's kind of interesting."

"Don't you know about me? Xiao Tang and I are the end of the world. ”

Zhao Zheng shook his head and said no more.

Wu Haoran was sitting and ordering songs, and when he saw Jiang Yi coming, he immediately jumped up from the stool: "First sister, you come, you come." With that, he ran away. Jiang Yi was a little baffled by his play, but he didn't care, and sat down to study the song ordering system. It's not early, Jiang Yi still has an appointment the next day, so he ordered the song and brought it up.

After the panda finished singing, the song "Hostage" by Karen Mok popped up on the screen, and the panda held the microphone and asked, "Whose song is this?" ”

Jiang Yi came together: "I'm sorry, it's inserted." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, welcome to the first sister!"

The panda took the lead in applauding, and seven or eight big men also clapped their hands in unison. Jiang Yi is not a person with stage fright, but he is also embarrassed to make them angry: "I really can't sing well, let's listen to it alive." ”

She stood on the right side of the big screen, her weight resting on her right foot, her left toe raised, holding the microphone in her right hand, her eyes falling on the subtitles, and her body swaying slightly. Her voice is gentle, not sharp, a little flat, singing to the beat, she is by no means a good singer, but she is very comfortable to listen to, like telling a story.

"Shoot hard in my heart/Let a qiē return to zero on this loud bang/If love is to say that you can't let go of anything/I don't struggle anyway, I'm not bad/The hostages are released at this moment/The purity of love ends like this/Are you satisfied, let's not lie......"

The song stopped, and there was silence for two or three seconds, and then everyone applauded again.

"Sister Yi sings well!" "One sister, one more song!"

Jiang waved her hand, she knew that her singing skills were not high, and it was purely for the audience to give face. She handed them the microphone and walked over to Zhao Zheng. Zhao was sitting at the outermost part of the couch, he looked up at her, the hand on his knee raised, and he took her right hand.

"It's good." He said, "Not planning to sit down?" ”

"I have a meeting tomorrow morning, and I have to go back."

Jiang Yi offered to leave, there must be a lot of things. Zhao Zheng turned his head and said to Zhang Ye, "I'll send her back first." ”

Zhang Ye glanced at them, looked like he knew it well, and said, "Okay." ”

Neither of them explained, Zhao Zheng got up, took Jiang Yi's hand and walked upstairs. It's really bad not to greet the rest of the people, but if you do this greeting, it is estimated that you won't be able to leave for a while.

It is more deeply exposed, and the roads in the community are empty. Zhao Zheng always held her hand, and the two walked side by side, Jiang looked at their figures illuminated by a street lamp on the ground, long and short. The lyrics of the song "Hostage" suddenly sounded in her mind again: I have a dangerous relationship with you, holding each other hostage to this other part of myself, thinking that this completes the definition of love......

The relationship between two people, close or separated, is unreasonable fate. If they want to be together in the end, Jiang Yi will not resist; If she had to go their separate ways in the end, she wouldn't force it.

"Life is full of suffering", Jiang Yi used to want to escape this truth, but now he has learned to accept pain, understand pain, and face pain.

Enter the underground garage, pick up the car, and drive towards the city.

Jiang Yi pulled down the window, the evening breeze was cool, and she looked out the window at the blurred scenery that was rapidly receding.

Zhao Zheng turned on the radio, and the soft voice of the late-night radio anchor slowly told the emotional stories one by one. People always become sentimental at night, because the hustle and bustle quiets down, and the hustle and bustle returns home, and a group of people becomes one person again, so the loneliness is magnified, the pain is magnified, and the anxiety is magnified......

"What do you usually do at home at night?" Jiang Yi suddenly spoke.

"I read more books and exercise."

"You seem to love to read." Jiang remembered that he had seen him holding a book on the terrace before.

"I didn't have much time to study when I was a soldier in the past, but now I should make up for it."

"That's it." Jiang Yi looked out the window again.

The radio began to play Zhang Jingxuan's old song "Breakpoint", followed by "Exclusive Memory", the pathos of a race, Jiang Yi said: "Can you change the radio station?" If you listen to it like this, your mood will deteriorate. ”

Zhao Zheng simply raised his hand and turned off the radio.

"By the way, you didn't sing today."

"I can't sing." Zhao Zheng answered categorically.

"It would be a shame if it were. There must have been a girl who told you, and your voice is really good. ”

"You're that girl." He replied without distraction, staring ahead.

Jiang Yi chuckled: "Then for the sake of me praising you so much, why don't you hum a few words to me." ”

"I don't really listen to songs. If you remember the lyrics, it's either a military song or a national anthem. ”

"Military songs?" Jiang Yi stared at Zhao Zheng with an interested look.

Zhao Zheng glanced at her and didn't answer.

Jiang waited for a while and was silent, shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his chair, took out his mobile phone and began to scroll through Weibo.

In the silence, two sentences came from the left-hand direction: "The red glow flies in the west mountain at sunset, and the soldiers shoot the target and return the camp to the camp." ”

Jiang Yi looked up at Zhao Zheng suddenly, who was driving calmly as if nothing was happening.

Jiang Yi put down his phone, clapped his hands three times, and gave a thumbs up: "It's really a good song!" ”

This man is really ...... Indescribable.