Agency Boss ...... Zhou Jiyou's brain went blank for a short time.

The disturbing palm was only two floors away from her, and the air crackled like a spark, burning her all over the world.

She held the sides of his cheeks, her index finger against the skin behind his ear, her eyes misty, her lips smiling, her lips pressed against her lips.

"So...... You say you're used to it, it's just a scene, not the truth, right? ”

He had just whispered a laugh at her, and she had finally had a flash of inspiration in her chaotic thoughts, as if she had figured out an interesting trick, and she had the opportunity to laugh back. Humming two short laughs, as if coming from the chest and lungs, snorting and exhaling, breathing and smelling each other.

Shen Feibai didn't respond, the hand behind her back moved down to her waist, and the arm tightened into her arms.

"Go in?" A hoarse inquiring tone.

Zhou Jiyou was driven by him to slide his shoes forward half an inch and hit the tips of his shoes, "You hug me." ”

The hand paused slightly, and finally pulled it out, and one of them was picked up.

She hooked him around the neck, and after a steady jolt, her forehead was feverish.

What might happen next, I don't know. I don't know if I want to stop here.

It was as if there was a force pulling her forward, fearless.

But in fact, I am still afraid. He hugged her, and turned his gaze slightly to meet her, her head booming, and her cheeks were swollen.

He stopped, his head lowered, and when he pressed down on the side of his face, the loose collar rolled over to reveal a white neck, and he rubbed the tip of his nose and lips into it, sniffing and kissing.

"Xiaoyou ......" called lightly.

She was unconsciously shrunk by his shoulder, swinging and dodging, pulling him in one ear, "What are you doing?" ”

The voice was unprecedentedly soft, like resentment.

There was a small earlobe above his neck, which was as thin as a gel, and he searched for it, biting it...... With the little reason left, he suppressed it and said, "Say you don't want to, ...... quickly"

The little flakes were grinding and wet, and she tugged at his ears impatiently, and a thin note came out of her throat, like resistance, more like bearing.

"Shen Feibai, you're holding back the bad." She accused.

He replied, "No." ”

"You're a fool."

Her eyes seemed to be moistened by water, and unconsciously became damp, shrinking his shoulder, and when she raised her eyes, it was his other ear that was not pulled by herself.

At dusk, there was no light in the room, although the light was insufficient, but his ears were clearly red, and he kissed while avoiding him, and the moment his lips touched, she was attacking on her side, and he was stagnant on his side.

She opened her teeth slightly in retaliation, biting, grinding left and right twice, and let out a hot breath in her mouth, "And said no, it's not bad or anything." ”

The heart is beating up, the reason is also messed up, in the morning I still desperately endure not to enter her room, not to get close to her, and now it's only evening, first I can't help but follow the natural consciousness to be more intimate, and then I forget to take the initiative to step into her bedroom with her, put her down, and lie down with me.

He propped his elbows to her side, caressing her hot cheeks and staring into her eyes in the glow of the sun.

"It's too late to say no."

She felt that her breath was weakened by the heat exuding from his body, she was so angry and funny, the corners of her mouth tugged, her neck was lifted up, and her hand touched it to untie the braided rope, which was put on her wrist, and stared at him with amber eyes that reflected the water.

"I'm scared, why are you talking so much nonsense."

"Aren't you afraid?" He thought he could read minds, and rubbed his thumb under her eye sockets.

"You're not bothered." She was judged by him.

"I'm annoyed...... I'm annoyed......" His deep eyes were full of smiles, and he kissed her one by one, forehead, eyebrows, nose, lips...... Follow her words and admit them sincerely.

The hand that caressed her eye socket slid down.

The sweater, lifted, the inner layer was pulled out from the waistband of the trousers, rubbed and poked in, up, encountered obstacles, opened the five fingers wrapped, under the palm was a sponge pad, but the stretched fingertips were stuck in at zero distance, like flexible water.

He pointed his fingertips there, pressed it, and fell into it, Zhou Jiyou couldn't help but open his mouth to bite him.

"How do you take it off?"

"Do it yourself."

……

……

Jerky, stumbling.

The first time both of them were nervous, and he was still stuck, she was already frowning in pain, and finally got in, but it was over in a short time.

He didn't dare to move, kissed her gently on the cheek, coaxed her, and kept asking, "Does it hurt...... Does it still hurt? ”

Zhou Jiyou didn't speak, closed his eyes tightly, and sweated lightly on his forehead.

She hammered him with her fists, and hit him twice, both of which hit him in the back.

He laughed when he was beaten, and his hot breath teased her ear.

"Xiaoyou...... Xiaoyou ......" again and again, whispering.

Zhou Jiyou: "It's called the soul." ”

He sucked on her thin and soft neck, held a place lovingly, and murmured as he wished: "You have me in your heart, right?" ”

was piled up by him little by little, and she hugged him without saying a word.

"You are willing because you have me in your heart." He had already made up his mind.

Just like the hammer verdict knocked down by the presiding judge in court, Zhou Jiyou couldn't tell whether she won or lost the case for a while, and the powerlessness that was out of control made her feel like she was frying on a hot pan.

He was still inside, and she hunched up to meet him, changing the subject, preventing him from continuing to bother her, and said plainly, "Can you do it?" ”

The flames flickered and the fire spread.

A muffled snort overflowed from his throat, perhaps the words were too hard to poke at him, and he muffled out: "Come again?" "Slowly moved.

Zhou Jiyou took a deep breath: "Come on." ”

……

……

It was already dark, and the whole room fell into a beautiful silence.

Zhou Jiyou didn't even have the strength to take a bath, so he lay on the bed and nested sideways in Shen Feibai's arms, covered with a quilt and chatting.

She picked, "You didn't wear that." ”

"Hmm." No need to ask which one it is, he understands.

"You're calm, aren't you afraid I'm pregnant?"

He didn't speak for a long time, and Zhou Jiyou stretched out a little gap and stared at him in the dark.

His eyes were open, looking at the void of the ceiling, and after a moment he turned his eyes to meet her: "I only thought about it later." There was indebtedness and self-reproach in his tone.

Zhou Jiyou snorted, lay back horizontally, and said without question: "Where did your brain go before?" ”

He turned around, put his arms around her waist, closed his eyes at her neck, and whispered, "your heart." ”

Zhou Jiyou: "......"

He stopped moving, kept snuggling up to her, and after a while, made a last resort decision, saying, "Tomorrow I will go to buy medicine, you will take it this time, I promise there will be no next time." ”

He knew that birth control pills were not good for the body.

Zhou Jiyou rolled his eyes in the dark: "I want to have another time." ”

"I think, next time, next time...... Lifetime. His eyes were always closed.

Zhou Jiyou choked, blushed slightly, and had nothing to refute, kicking him in the quilt.

He was kicked by her, not saying a word.

Time was quiet, his breathing was steady and even, and Zhou Jiyou thought he was asleep.

Near his mandible, he suddenly touched his lips, "Hungry?" ”

After going home, he kept tossing, he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and his strength was consumed, and Zhou Jiyou was a little hungry.

She thought about it and said, "Let's order some noodles, there's food in the fridge, you watch and make it." ”

You watch and do.

"Xiaoyou." He ripped her face, probing to touch her lips, kissing her for a moment, then stopped, forehead against each other, "It feels good to be needed." ”

Zhou Jiyou was speechless for a moment.

He got up, got out of bed, and helped her tuck the quilt away, "I'll go down, you go take a shower." ”

She reached out from the quilt and touched the wall light switch, and an orange lamp flickered brightly.

"Lots of words." Her eyes narrowed at the sudden light.

Her cheeks were white and red, her eyes were moist, and her eyelashes trembled, Shen Feibai was itchy to see it, and leaned over to peck at the corner of her mouth, "It's good if you don't think I'm bored." ”

“……”

Their relationship has broken through to a new stage, and she faintly feels that he seems to have changed a little.

***

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Jiyou has not returned to the Shen family since he went to college, and every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, he was taken home by Lei An and his wife to celebrate the New Year with them.

But Shen Feibai is different. He will go back every year, although the relationship with Old Man Shen is rigid because of the college entrance examination volunteer, he is still a member of the Shen family, and the grace of nurturing is like a mountain peak standing there, which cannot be climbed or overcome.

Lei An's wife Chen Yun was nearly forty years old before giving birth to her daughter Renoke, a twelve-year-old girl who was smart and smart. Because her parents are busy with work and are lonely on weekdays, Zhou Jiyou has countless things to say whenever she comes to the house.

"Sister, do you know that the most terrifying and exciting position of riding a roller coaster is not the front of the car but the rear of the car?"

"We all have tug-of-war at school sports meets, do you know why the Olympics don't?"

"Did you know that matches were invented later than lighters?"

……

She didn't really have a problem and wanted to discuss it with Zhou Jiyou, but under the impetus of a strong desire to talk, she hoped to share the knowledge reserves in her mind with others, so as to gain praise and recognition.

Lei An and his wife don't understand, but Zhou Jiyou understands, she was like this when she was a child, whenever her father came home from work, she used various ways to attract his attention, wanting him to talk more with her.

The husband and wife were cooking Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen, and when they heard their daughter chattering endlessly in the living room, Lei An smiled: "Xiaoyou, this girl is only with you." ”

Renault was visibly stitched: "Dad, do you know why you don't itch when you scratch yourself?" ”

Lei An was most afraid that she would ask him to ask him, so he shook his head and smiled, and went back to the kitchen to help.

Renault was frustrated and pouted: "Sister, it's still your best." ”

Zhou Jiyou stuck a toothpick in an apple and stuffed it in her mouth, "Your parents are good, you will see it sooner or later." ”

The little girl's eyes were on her, her mouth rustled and chewed, and she was about to speak, when Zhou Jiyou called.

She walked out to the balcony of the living room to answer.

The bustling and ancient city of Beijing, the lights are endless, and from a distance, the bright high-rise buildings are slightly hazy, as if the light of the neon lights is covered by the deep cold.

Zhou Jiyou hugged his arm with one hand and asked, "Have you eaten with Old Man Shen?" ”

"We'll have to wait a while."

Based on her understanding of Shen Guoan, she was a little surprised: "Didn't you always start dinner on time at six o'clock in previous years?" ”

"Grandpa hasn't lost his breath yet, we need to wait."

Zhou Jiyou's heart tightened: "He was angry at you?" ”

Shen Feibai was silent for a moment and said, "It's not me, it's ...... Brother-in-law. ”