learned from Shen Feibai that her mother Jiang Ruhui moved out of the Shen house when Shen Guoan fell ill, and the specific reason was unknown, and she was not interested.

She lived in this one-bedroom apartment for less than three months, and when she moved back to the old house in Lido Garden, she asked Shen Feibai: "Do you think our move is a bit of a loser?" ”

She teased casually, but Shen Feibai looked at her: "Let? ”

“…… I, I'm a loser, okay. ”

She lowered her head to straighten her clothes, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Isn't it still blaming her for not showing up early, why do you need to go out to rent a house if you come out early......

Thinking about it, she pressed her hands in the closet, turned her head, and glanced at him angrily.

Shen Feibai leaned on the cabinet door, accepted her white eyes, and asked, "What do you want to eat at night?" ”

She took a hanger, returned to the suitcase, shook off a black plush jacket, didn't look at him, and said, "No." ”

Shen Fei's white eyebrows were calm, he looked at her for a while, watched her hang up her clothes and spread out a white knitted sweater in front of her, quickly folded it neatly, he raised his feet and walked out, "That's good." ”

"......" Zhou Jiyou was immediately stunned, "You stop." ”

He stopped, and turned his eyes to her as she stepped forward.

Zhou Jiyou stood in front of him with his arms crossed, staring at him coldly, feeling powerless; His eyelids turned upwards and he said, "You weren't like that before." ”

Shen Feibai's expression remained unchanged: "What was I like before?" ”

And don't play cards according to common sense. Zhou Jiyou raised his lips, with a bit of ridicule in his eyes: "Is it fun?" ”

Shen Feibai stood tall in front of her, looking at her with low eyes, his expression was indifferent: "You haven't said what I used to be." ”

“…… It's going to be boring to play again. She couldn't help but stare at her.

"Oh, you know."

“……”

Zhou Jiyou was speechless, but he was not angry, he just had a feeling of feng shui taking turns.

They looked at each other face to face, one with his arms around and the other in his trouser pockets; Ceiling lamps on the ceiling, radiant light.

Zhou Jiyou took the lead in laughing and nodded in admittion: "Sick." ”

She smiled leisurely and leisurely, her appearance reflected in the light was delicate and smart, and the upper and lower linings were close-fitting, which really outlined her figure, mature. The feminine charm is revealed in her.

Clear, dazzling, and all the time touching his long-missed heart.

The corners of Shen Fei's white lips hooked slightly, pulled out of his trouser pocket with one hand, stretched out in front of her, pushed aside a lock of her hair that hung down in front of her eyes, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at her: "Eat?" ”

Zhou Jiyou gritted his teeth: "...... Eat. But he was not angry, so he raised his hand and pointed, "You go and clean up for me." ”

Shen Feibai glanced back, and when he retracted his gaze, his inky black eyes flowed slightly: "Okay, what do you want to eat, let's go out to eat." ”

With that, he turned and walked to the closet, leaned over and took out a white ruffled chiffon shirt from her suitcase, and hung it on the hanger.

Zhou Jiyou looked at him in a daze, and his mind continued to replay the look he had just glanced at her.

The heart is blooming - it is not an exaggeration to use this to describe her mood at the moment.

It's good, she thought. They get along as clearly and comfortably as they do now, even if the person who is suppressed is her, it's fine.

It is indeed more convenient to travel with a car than before, but Beijing's traffic jams are strict, and time is also consumed on the road.

After thinking about it, Zhou Jiyou decided to simply go to the International Trade Center, and if there is no traffic jam, he can get there within half an hour.

The dinner they settled in Yintai was Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and the dishes looked good and they were very appetizing.

Zhou Jiyou used to have a small appetite, but now he is not taboo, he eats a little bit of everything, eats slowly and methodically, but he is also concentrated.

On the other hand, Shen Feibai stopped while eating, propped up the table with his elbows, clasped his hands on his chin, and looked at her calmly and peacefully.

Zhou Jiyou slowly chewed the fish cake in his mouth, and at the end, he took a sip of bayberry wine and met his black and pure eyes.

"Look at what I'm doing." With a casual glance, his eyes motioned for him to look around, "If others are staring at you, you will come and stare at me, and let people not eat properly." ”

"You seem to have increased your meals." He pointed out the difference.

Zhou Jiyou was slightly stunned and smiled: "I have lived with my grandmother for a long time, and I have been raised by her to have a big stomach." ”

As he was talking, someone came over and asked for a group photo.

A pair of sisters, in their early twenties.

Shen Feibai didn't refuse, they stood next to the seat, embarrassed to ask him to stand up, put their hands behind the seat, and leaned their heads closer to him happily and carefully.

Click, click, one person takes a picture, one takes a group photo, and the other is responsible for taking a mobile phone.

Zhou Jiyou watched silently on the other side, and unexpectedly found that Shen Feibai would take the initiative to smile when he cooperated with the photo.

It's just a slight amplitude at the corner of his mouth, which appears on his face, with a kind of graceful gentlemanly demeanor.

After thanking the other party and leaving, Shen Fei greeted with a white chin, his eyes turned around, and he met Zhou Jiyou's eyes.

Sensing the deep meaning in her eyes, she rolled her eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Zhou Jiyou moved out of the corner of his eyes, got up and sat down, called up the camera mode, raised his phone, tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder, "Laugh." ”

In the horizontal screen, the corners of Zhou Jiyou's mouth twitched, laughing; The eyes are bright and full of energy.

Shen Feibai stared intently, and the smile on his lips moved slowly, like the sun rising.

Zhou Jiyou's heart is bright and bright.

After the meal, instead of driving her straight home, he went to a new property that had been delivered for a year. There he bought a three-bedroom apartment in full, which has not yet been renovated and is still in the blank.

Beijing is windy and sandy, and the dust in the houses that have been vacant for a year is so much that it is uncomfortable to breathe.

Shen Feibai opened a window and let the cold wind of the night blow in.

Zhou Jiyou has seen it all inside and out, he didn't explain or introduce it from beginning to end, he just asked her: "Do you like it?" ”

She stood against the wind, pinning her hair to her ears in the raging cold wind, bowing her head and saying nothing.

Shen Feibai walked up, opened his coat, and hugged her into his arms, her long hair fluttering in part because of his proximity.

"Let's make our home here, okay?"

The wind moved, and the dust in the house was wanton, but his voice was so clean that it was not stained with dust, like a flowing clear river, irrigating her heart.

The stiff chest behind him, the whole gray tweed coat wrapped around him, and the light brown scarf around his neck that was gently attached to the back of his head, every place, every place that belonged to him, made her feel warm and steady.

She heard herself say, "You're really rich." ”

The car, the house, all have it.

I still remember that he said that when his ability was enough to pay off, he would use the money he earned from the Shen family.

After all, they are just ordinary and simple people, and they are satisfied with an ordinary set of three bedrooms and two living rooms.

After a pause, she said, "Okay, I'm going to design and decorate it myself." ”

Shen Feibai's jaw lowered, and whispered in her ear: "It's been vacant for so long, just waiting for you to come back, how you like it." ”

With a tremor in her heart, she tilted her head and rubbed it on his scarf to relieve the crisp. Itchy; Then, with a turn of the moment, he was facing him head-on.

The man was still wrapped in his warm coat, with his hands around his neck, tiptoe to his ear, lips touching, cold to the touch, frozen in the cold wind.

Deliberately clinging to him: "You try to talk into my ear again." "I know she's extremely sensitive.

Like ice cubes melting in hot water, as soon as she touched it, Shen Feibai was also shocked.

He lowered his voice and said, "Go back and try?" ”

“……”

"Huh?" From the depths of his throat came a faint inquiry.

His heels landed, Zhou Jiyou looked at him, and buried him unwillingly: "Do you know what your name is?" Scabies. The toad wants to eat swan meat. ”

He turned his back to the light source, his eyes were particularly dark and bright, and his eyes seemed to be smiling: "Well, I am a marrow eater." ”

“……”

She suddenly felt a fever at the base of her ears.