Chapter 58

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"How much have you seen?"

The man sat down silently, and Mei Ran was startled, and the pamphlet spread out on her lap fell to the floor with a "snap", and the small shadows constructed by her downward gaze were exposed to the bright light, and the room was suddenly so quiet that only the sound of her rapid breathing could be heard.

The eyes of the two met, and then they both landed on the floor, and the page was wide open, and the picture was so clear that even the expressions of the men and women on it could be seen clearly.

He chuckled, "You like this?" ”

Mei Ran's lips were dry, and she licked her lips subconsciously. Although I have known more or less about the real love between men and women since high school, this is the first time I have seen this kind of fragrant thing in my life, and it is still in such a quiet night, and there is still a man sitting close at hand...... Therefore, whether it is a visual impact or a spiritual shock, it is extraordinarily large.

"So let's try this first?" The man looked at her fixedly, his clear eyes were like a bonfire suddenly lit in the mountains and forests, and his breath was also hot, which she couldn't be more familiar with.

Mei Ran's long eyelashes hung down quietly, her heartstrings tightened, and every cell in her body began to boil, spreading from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, steaming her cheeks and her whole body densely red.

"Won't?" A wet, muffled voice brushed his ears.

"First of all, you have to overwhelm me first......"

He obviously knew it in his heart, and while talking about the essentials of the movement, he taught her in an orderly manner, Mei Ran's hands trembled a little, and he was pressed on his waist, and with a "click", a slight metallic sound sounded, like turning on a switch in the dark night, and the next qiē was not in her control.

She floated up and down in the world he had created, and at last like a boat battered by a storm, she finally returned to the warm harbor and fell asleep deeply in his arms.

In my dream, I still remember the fiery sunrise on the sea, the warm breeze is slow, the morning glow is all over the sky, and the pieces seem to have been washed in clear water, and then shaken, as if I feel that the water is pouring on my body, warm and clean, and indescribably comfortable.

"Awake?"

Mei Ran turned over and muttered something softly, but the man didn't hear it clearly, and asked, "What?" ”

His voice was still hoarse as he had been in the morning, but now it was a little darker, and it seemed to have a different flavor.

Mei Ran remained motionless, breathing softly, and fell asleep again.

He couldn't help but be a little amused, hugging her soft body from behind, wanting to sleep with her for a while, but he didn't feel sleepy.

She was more passionate last night than any before, and as her man, it was something to be proud of.

At this time, the voice of the old lady came from outside the door, Fu Shijin retracted his thoughts, picked up the pajamas from the ground and put them on, and then went out to open the door.

The old lady is from here, how could she not know the reason why they got up late, and she didn't poke it, she just glanced at him lovingly, "Xiaoran is still sleeping?" ”

"Hmm."

"I'm going to go out with Lao Yang later, the lunch meal is ready, you can just put it in the microwave and heat it up then."

The old lady instructed again, "I don't know if I can come back at night, there are still fresh vegetables and meat in the refrigerator......"

Fu Shijin went down one by one, there was a whistle downstairs, it should be Lao Yang urging, the old lady still looked a little uneasy, and said a few more words, and then went downstairs.

He went back to his bedroom.

I don't know how long it took, Mei Ran finally woke up, and a pair of charming eyes were revealed, "How much is it?" ”

"Half past eleven."

The curtains were drawn tightly, not even a trace of light could penetrate in, Mei Ran moved her sore legs under the quilt, and thought of the scene last night, and somehow suddenly laughed.

It turns out that men and women can be so intimate in addition to being so close, which is really eye-opening.

"What are you laughing at?" The bed next to it sank.

She pressed his hand tightly on the quilt, "It's nothing." ”

"You turn around."

"Huh?"

"I'm going to get dressed."

He only moved his thin lips, and Mei Ran had already guessed what he wanted to say, and hurriedly covered his mouth, "Don't speak." Then he grabbed him by the shoulders and turned around.

It's not that she's afraid of being seen by him, it's not that she hasn't seen it anyway, but the consequences of being seen are a bit strict, and she doesn't want to spend the afternoon in bed.

Listening to the sound of rustling behind him, Fu Shijin was in a better mood, his eyebrows were stretched, and the smile in his eyes was so clear and distinct. The wind was blowing outside the window, and the corner of the curtain was lifted, and the sunlight came in, and the light and shadow jumped on the floor.

After lunch, Mei Ran walked downstairs, the old lady cleaned up the house in good order, and the winter flowers and trees in the small garden in the backyard were also brought to life, and she accompanied the cat to play ball on the grass for a while, and people were a little tired, sitting on the chair and lazily basking in the sun.

Fu Shijin was talking on the phone on the balcony on the second floor, and as soon as his eyes fell on where she was, he said lightly, "That's it, my assistant will talk to you about the specific details." ”

"Finished so soon?"

Mei Ran covered her eyes with her hands and looked up at the slender and tall man in front of her, "Do you have any arrangements for the afternoon?" ”

Fu Shijin shook his head slowly.

"Then let's write the invitation." Her father had already sent her the list of wedding banquets to her mailbox last night, and she glanced at it hastily and was surprised to find that although it had been carefully screened, the number was still a little exaggerated. Today is a day off tomorrow and New Year's Day, so I can do this first if I have time.

The invitation is designed by Mr. Yu to an old friend, and it was printed a few days ago and sent over, red and happy, surrounded by low-key Phnom Penh, which looks festive and unassuming, because it is a traditional Chinese wedding, the old man attaches great importance to it, and even the font typesetting is personally checked.

Mei Hongyuan was so busy at the end of the year that he couldn't get out of it, and Fu Lanxin was still abroad at this time, so this task could only fall on the two of them.

The red flowers spread out on the white table, Mei Ran picked the easiest job, and reported it one by one, Fu Shijin was holding the pen and writing in the corresponding places, he sat straight, and the action of holding the pen and lifting the pen was elegant, which looked extremely pleasing to the eye.

The two worked together, whispering a few words from time to time, Mei Ran leaned over to watch him write, the faint fragrance on her body wafted around the tip of Fu Shijin's nose, and he occasionally turned around to kiss her, so that he wrote several invitations absent-mindedly.

After writing the last one, the sun was already setting outside the window.

Mei Ran rubbed her sore shoulders, got up and went to the kitchen to pour two cups of hot water, one in front of him, and took the other cup and drank a few sips.

"Why is your handwriting so beautiful?" is the same as him, but there is a taste of indifference and ease in his thinness.

"I learned from my grandfather when I was a child." Fu Shi said quietly.

Mei Ran's cheeks rubbed a little red powder, he reached out to rub it funny, never thought that his fingers were also stained with a little ink, and gently wiped a faint ink mark on her white face, he seemed to find it interesting, and he was tired of it, and drew a few symmetrical lines on the left and right.

Mei Ran didn't realize that she had turned into a little flower cat, and pushed him away with a smile, "I'll cook first, and when the handwriting is dry, you remember to put them away." ”

All night, Fu Shijin was admiring his masterpiece, and Mei Ran was a little stunned by his unusually hot eyes, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." He's already a little bit of a distraction.

Mei Ran was skeptical, until she was about to go into the bathroom to take a bath, she clearly saw herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but be angry and funny, she washed the ink off her face and opened the door with a thin slit, "Shi Jin, I forgot to bring pajamas, you can help me send them." ”

Hearing the response, she pressed the shower gel bottle a few times, rubbed a large white foam in the palm of her hand, and pressed her hands on the man's face when he pushed the door in......

In a few moments, white foam and whispers of mercy flew in the bathroom.

Last night was very enjoyable, and tonight was New Year's Eve, so Fu Shijin only applied a small "punishment", but even if it was just a little, Mei Ran lay softly on the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily, and most of the strength in her body seemed to be drained.

When the blow dried hair came out, the man was changing clothes, and she asked suspiciously, "Do you want to go out?" ”

Could it be that there is something special tonight?

"Hmm." He dressed up and walked up to her, "You should also prepare, remember to wear more." ”

The car continued to move along the mountain road, and the cold night kept reversing outside the window, and finally came to a standstill.

Mei Ran stood on the top of the mountain, the wind blew her hair flying everywhere, she couldn't hold it down, fortunately she was wrapped tightly all over, and she didn't feel cold, the man put her white down jacket hat on her head behind him, and his big hand gently pressed it to hold it, suppressing a messy hair.

He started moving things out of the car, and she walked over to take a look, and was pleasantly surprised to see a box full of fireworks in the trunk, "When did you prepare it?!" ”

The sound was blown away by the wind, and the heat from her lips was gently dissipated, but the light of her eyes almost eclipsed the bright stars above her head.

The man was dressed in a black trench coat, his figure was tall, covered with cold moonlight, but there was a faint smile between his eyebrows, "Do you like it?" ”

Mei Ran nodded vigorously.

It was close to twelve o'clock, and some people had already started to set off fireworks at the foot of the mountain, and someone could be vaguely heard shouting the countdown to the New Year, "Five、...... Two, one! Happy New Year! ”

The voice suddenly came closer, "Happy New Year, Ranran." ”

"Happy New Year."

She looked up, he looked down, and the two kissed together.

This is the first New Year they have spent together, and there will be many, many more to come.

The fireworks rose not far from them, blooming in the moon and the stars, like colorful flowers, blooming wantonly and then falling in silence.

Mei Ran felt something fall on her head, and then gradually intensified, like sand falling from the sky, Fu Shijin also noticed it, and immediately took her hand and ran in the direction of the car.

Some wolf bèi, more sweet.

He never imagined that there would be such a moment in his life, so that he, who had never believed in fate, also began to believe in eternity and reincarnation.

He will always remember the fireworks of this night, and the woman who slept peacefully in his arms.

Ranran, if there is another life, please don't make me wait too long.