The house was temporarily rented after she returned to China, with a one-bedroom apartment of 60 square meters, which is not big, and it is more than enough for one person to live.

Throwing the key in the closet of the entrance, she lowered her head to change her shoes, turned around and said to Shen Feibai, "There are no extra slippers, you can come in directly." ”

Shen Feibai looked at the neat and clean wooden floor, took off his shoes, and chose to go barefoot.

Zhou Jiyou walked towards the house, suddenly sensed something, and looked back.

He was wearing a pair of white socks and was stepping on the wooden floor.

Zhou Jiyou stared at the pair of socks and felt a little discouraged inexorably.

Shen Feibai also looked down at his feet, "Something?" ”

Yes You have a problem with your whole being.

Zhou Jiyou glanced at his calm eyes with an expressionless face, ignored him, and continued to walk inside, thinking as she went—she had problems herself, and both of them had problems.

The problem needs to be solved, and how can it be solved?

She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge to get water.

Thinking about leaning towards the refrigerator door, as soon as he unscrewed the cap, Shen Feibai came over and snatched the entire bottle of water.

The bottle was cold, he held it in his hand, and the heat of his palm was instantly swallowed.

He looked at her with disapproval in his eyes, and slightly reproached: "You usually do this? ”

"Give it to me." She held her hand out.

He ignored it, swept the electric kettle at a glance, poured all the bottles of water into it, and unscrewed the kitchen faucet and filled it in.

Pressing the kettle switch, he looked at her noncommittally: "Wait a few minutes." ”

Zhou Jiyou pursed his dry lips, leaned sideways against the refrigerator door, hugged his arms, and looked at him without blinking for a moment.

His lips are full and rosy, very sexy, very ...... Thirst.

The electric kettle boiled water, and after a while, there was a low buzzing sound.

In this inevitable slight noise, Shen Feibai suddenly heard Zhou Jiyou's crisp and rising tone-

Little White Pigeon ......

She had taken off her coat as soon as she entered, leaning there with her graceful curves, a little thin. The eyes are long, a little lazy.

Shen Feibai's heart beat faster with this call.

The snow-white light of the kitchen reflected Zhou Jiyou's amber eyes, dazzling.

She shouted in a low voice, "Little white pigeon......"

Her pink lips curved into a beautiful arc, and Shen Feibai watched it close one by one, and her heart, which was still beating violently, suddenly fell into silence.

He walked towards her, leaned down, stared into her eyes without leaving it, and his breath became long: "Is it fun?" Have you had enough? ”

He was a head taller than her, so close that she needed to look up at him.

was questioned by him with such a tense face, but she didn't hear it, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, she looked at him carefully without moving, and chuckled: "It seems to have turned a lot whiter." ”

She tilted her head slightly against the refrigerator, and there was a lazy beauty when she smiled, Shen Feibai stared at her, her face was slightly condensed, and she gritted her teeth silently.

She straightened up from the refrigerator door and raised her hand to hold both of his cheeks, "Have you been whitening the method I taught you?" ”

There was no temperature in her palms, Shen Feibai looked at her with white eyes, her depression rose, without a trace of tone, and she said dryly: "In order to be photogenic, pay attention to maintenance." ”

She chuckled lowly and kissed him on the lips, and a murmur escaped from her lips, like a fluffy dragon's whisker candy pulling out milky white filaments, sticking to the throat.

Little White Pigeon ......

Shen Feibai turned around, pressed her firmly against the refrigerator door, propped one hand on the side above her head, couldn't hold back any longer, and his voice was dull: "Are you in a hurry to get married?" ”

Zhou Jiyou slid his hands down his cheeks inch by inch to his neck, raised his head back, and said loosely: "Don't worry." ”

Shen Feibai's blood was not smooth, and his breathing was a little rough: "What kind of kiss is that?" ”

The two hands crossed each other and wrapped them around the back of his neck, "It's hard to say that it's hard to be gracious." ”

"I'll introduce you next time, and you'll go too?" The color in his eyes grew darker. With his other hand, he touched her intact makeup, eyebrows, eyes, and lips...... All carefully depicted.

"Go, why don't you go." It is a matter of course, "It can not only shorten the distance between you and your parents, but also make friends, why not?" ”

"Zhou Jiyou!" Knowing that she was deliberate, Shen Feibai was still uncontrollably stimulated by her.

He lowered his head to her lips and kissed her hard.

"Don't go on a blind date with another man, I don't ...... heard"

The kiss she took the initiative before only stayed on the surface, and he didn't cooperate at all, but this time, the sky was thundering, she wanted to solve the problem between the two so simply and rudely, he turned into the initiative, and the flame was even more ignited.

The moment the tip of the tongue touched, it was like an earthworm exposed to the concrete floor finally found the soft soil, not only moist and white to the touch, the soil had the oxygen she needed, without oxygen, she was like a walking corpse, and her heart was numb.

She took off his open coat, which slammed to the ground with a muffled grunt. After that, there is no thick coat to block it, and it is more convenient to hug each other closer.

She had always been the most active in her affairs, and her left hand was nimbly running down his muscular back, to his waist, and from back to front into the hem of his cashmere sweater, touching the belt......

As if someone next to him suddenly shouted cut, Shen Feibai suddenly opened his eyes, gasped and reached out to catch her, and pulled her hand out.

He grabbed her hand and interlocked his fingers with her.

His lips and tongue retreated, and he tried to ease his breathing, and his dark eyes were bottomless.

She was a little confused, and her amber eyes were misty for a moment.

He stared at her for a long time, his eyes were half scrutinizing and half coercing, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I can't wait for someone to wait for the second time in five years, you think about it." ”

Zhou Jiyou's eyes were clear, her hands couldn't move because of his shackles, she raised her neck, bit his lip, and sighed softly: "You should think about it...... Yes, or don't ...... "me."

Shen Fei's white ink-dyed eyes slowly moistened, he let go of her hand, wrapped around her slender waist, tightly clasped it into his arms, and opened his lips to kiss her deeply.

"To ......"

***

In the summer of 2000, a mountain village in Ciling Town, Anhui Province.

Even if he was forcibly sent to the countryside, Zhou Jiyou neither cried nor made trouble from beginning to end.

It's an old and dilapidated house.

The walls were painted with a layer of dirty white lime, and the bed bracket was made of stone-shaped stones, with two large door slabs on the four corners, and a straw mat below, covered with a quilt sewn by the master himself, and the large pink sheets had long been washed white, and there was even a large patch with fine stitches near the edge of the bed.

That's where she's going to live for the next month.

Zhou Jiyou frowned irritably, standing next to a tattered double-door wardrobe that couldn't even make out the color, looking at his indifferent face in the mirror.

"Here you go, drink water."

A wheat-colored arm suddenly appeared in the afterglow.

Zhou Jiyou turned his head to look, it was the only boy in the family, the Shen Fei who was dirty all over his body, only his teeth were white and neat.

He was holding an enamel cup with paint peeling off in his hand, and there was dirt and dirt hidden in the black nails, and even the exposed palm lines seemed to have been traced with a black pen, and the whole figure had just rolled around in the mud.

Although he deliberately slowed down his speech and spoke Mandarin, he still pronounced words with a slight local accent.

Mouthful, rusty, listening to the ears like rusty jagged teeth.

Zhou Jiyou subconsciously touched his ears, twisted his head back, and ignored it.

Shen Fei stood awkwardly for a moment, placing the enamel cup on the mahogany box beside him.

The box was similarly worn, but the enamel cup was the best-looking cup in his house.

Turning around and walking out of the back room, he had just returned from the field and rushed to help his grandmother chop wood and cook. When a guest came to the house, my grandmother killed a rooster in the hayloft, and he had to boil hot water so that she could pluck the feathers and clean up the internal organs.

When Shen Fei was squatting in the yard and cleaning up the mess, he inadvertently turned around and saw the beautiful girl from the big city with white and tender skin walking out of the house.

She walked straight towards him, the warm sunlight shining across her delicate face, dazzling like an elf falling into a mountain.

Zhou Jiyou stopped and came face to face with him, "Shen Fei? Flying flying? ”

Shen Fei nodded lightly, and his voice was low: "Hmm." ”

"Do you know where the man who sent me left my suitcase?"

Shen Fei put down the broom and walked into the house, "I'll go, give it to you, bring it." ”

Zhou Jiyou shouted to him: "Just move to the room where I live." As she spoke, she tugged at the corners of Shen Fei's mouth, "Thank you." ”

Then, he turned around and walked away.

The white skirt turned out a dazzling lily, and the two long legs under the skirt were well-proportioned and straight, and the whole body was white and flawless.

It was a different color from his, bright and clean, as if from another world.

Shen Fei clenched his fists unconsciously, and a trace of indescribable love emerged from the depths of his heart.

The air in the mountains is fresh and light, but unfortunately the depression in the house has caused a musty smell to be scattered all around.

Zhou Jiyou sat in this musty smell and tinkered with his mobile phone irritably.

There was no signal in the mountains, which made her even more depressed.

Shen Fei brought her black suitcase, she packed a lot of messy things in it, she knew better than anyone how heavy the box was, and on the way up the mountain, the long and rugged path made the man who carried her luggage sweat profusely.

He didn't look thin, he was very strong, and at the age of sixteen he was much taller than her.

He stood a few paces away from her with her suitcase, not knowing how to put it down in advance.

He walked around the room, as if looking for a suitable place to put it.

The black wheels were suspended from the ground, and his arms were exerting force, and his body leaned slightly to one side because of the weight of the weight.

Zhou Jiyou squinted at him: "Aren't you tired?" ”

The tone was clear and watery, just a casual question.

Shen Fei was stunned for a second, looked at her with those clear eyes like a mountain stream, and shook his head lightly seriously: "I'm not tired." ”

His skin was dark, his hair was smooth, and he was densely standing straight and straight, like hard steel needles. He is not like the boys she has seen in her life with fair complexion, nor like the boys she knows, all of whom have exquisite hairstyles and fluffy bangs, which are comparable to girls.

Zhou Jiyou looked at him with interest, pursed his lips and made a short evaluation: "Stupid." ”

The laughter was crisp, like smoke swirling into Shen Fei's sensitive ears, bringing a strange tremor in his heart.

He lowered his head, his gums and cheeks tingling.