Lin Zhimo hid on the one hand to avoid embarrassment, and on the other hand, he really wanted to prepare for the Spring Festival Gala songs.

The Spring Festival Gala in 2000 was the last Spring Festival Gala in the 20th century, and at the same time heralded the arrival of the 21st century, so it has extraordinary significance for the entire Spring Festival Gala crew, so that this Spring Festival Gala is more innovative in pursuit.

When Yuan Delong contacted Huo Xiwen, he had already explained that this Spring Festival Gala had undergone significant changes in both the form and content of the program, so he also hoped that Lin Zhimo could come up with a song with a pioneering surname. Of course, just like last year, if Lin Zhimo can't meet the requirements of the crew, he will have to sing another backup song.

When Lin Zhimo really devoted himself to creation, he completely forgot the time, and kept writing and drawing on the paper on the table.

Zhang Ziyi came to Lin Zhimo's studio after cooking, and just about to knock on the door, he found that Lin Zhimo was seriously engaged in creation, for fear of disturbing him, Zhang Ziyi lightened his steps and came to Lin Zhimo's side softly.

Lin Zhimo already had several pieces of crumpled paper on his desk, and the piece of paper that Lin Zhimo was writing on was also unshaped.

Although Zhang Ziyi was on his side, Lin Zhimo continued to write as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Zhang Ziyi looked at Lin Zhimo, who was concentrating on his creation under the light, and suddenly felt a kind of happiness in his heart, he was cooking hard just now like a conscientious wife, and now Lin Zhimo is undoubtedly that husband.

Thinking about it, Zhang Ziyi is so stupid.

It took a while for Zhang Ziyi to react, and when she looked at Lin Zhimo again, her eyes were already full of watery tenderness.

"Zhimo, it's time to eat!" Zhang Ziyi called softly, as if Lin Zhimo was a sleeping child and was afraid of waking him up.

Lin Zhimo was shocked: "Ah, it's time to eat!" ”

When he turned around and wanted to thank Zhang Ziyi, Lin Zhimo saw the emotion in Zhang Ziyi's eyes, as if he wanted to melt him into those dark and bright eyes.

"Ziyi, ...... you" Lin Zhimo's mouth suddenly became stupid, and he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Ziyi smiled softly, took Lin Zhimo's hand and stood up and said, "Come and see what delicious food I made for you." ”

Lin Zhimo was stunned and was led by Zhang Ziyi to the kitchen, and at this time, a few side dishes were already on the kitchen table.

Lin Zhimo also came back to his senses at this time, and took a closer look at a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a plate of stir-fried meat with green vegetables, and a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Walking into the kitchen, Lin Zhimo smelled the aroma of the three dishes, and now seeing these dishes with a shiny and attractive luster, Lin Zhimo felt that his index finger moved, and he couldn't help but sit down and taste it.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ziyi patted the back of his hand, pointed to the faucet and said, "Go wash your hands first." ”

Lin Zhi smiled silently, and after washing his hands obediently, he sat down at the table.

Lin Zhimo took a hard breath and then made an intoxicated appearance: "Wow, it smells very good, it seems that my mouth is going to be blessed today, so I'll start?" ”

Zhang Ziyi made a casual look, looked at Lin Zhimo with a smile and said, "Eat, eat, try my craft." ”

Lin Zhimo picked up a piece of brown-red pork ribs and put it in his mouth, and instantly a soft feeling of the surname was transmitted to his mind through his tongue, and then his taste buds told him that this piece of pork ribs was sweet and sour, sweet and sour, and there was some crunchy feeling on the surface.

"Hmm! Good, delicious! Lin Zhimo didn't care about swallowing the meat in his mouth, so he gave Zhang Ziyi a thumbs up.

Zhang Ziyi's eyes narrowed with a smile, and she crossed her hands on her chin, just watching Lin Zhimo gobble down his own meal.

Lin Zhimo ate for a while before seeing that Zhang Ziyi didn't move his chopsticks, and asked strangely, "Ziyi, why don't you eat, aren't you hungry?" ”

Zhang Ziyi nodded: "Well, I'm not hungry." ”

In fact, Zhang Ziyi prefers to watch Lin Zhimo eat, especially his enjoyment because of the delicious food, which makes Zhang Ziyi feel a very happy satisfaction.

Lin Zhimo asked again: "Then have you eaten these dishes you made?" ”

After seeing Zhang Ziyi shaking his head, Lin Zhimo picked up a piece of pork ribs and sent it to Zhang Ziyi's mouth and said, "Come, you can taste it too, it's really delicious, to be honest, I was taken aback by your cooking skills, I didn't expect your skills to be so high...... How's that, it's delicious, isn't it? ”

Zhang Ziyi didn't expect Lin Zhimo to feed herself, so she was stunned for a moment before putting it in her mouth and chewing it.

Zhang Ziyi didn't expect that she hadn't cooked for a long time, but she played so well this time, nodded and said, "This time it's extraordinary." ”

Lin Zhimo asked again, "Did you buy these dishes just now?" ”

Zhang Ziyi nodded, and then said excitedly: "Yes, by the way, Zhimo, do you know how much I paid for these dishes?" ”

Lin Zhimo shook his head while eating the food.

Zhang Ziyi stretched out five fingers and said proudly: "Five yuan, I still went down to one-tenth of the total fifty yuan of dishes, how about it, it's amazing, right?" ”

Lin Zhimo almost didn't squirt out all the food in his mouth, and he swallowed it easily before he said, "Eldest sister, are you worth so much for only five yuan?" ”

Zhang Ziyi glanced at Lin Zhimo with disdain and said, "Have you ever bought vegetables, if you don't believe it, you can ask other people to see what they think of my glorious deeds?" ”

Looking at Zhang Ziyi's eloquent appearance, Lin Zhimo was a little hesitant, could it be that it is a great thing to buy vegetables and pay back five yuan?

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After eating, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ziyi stood up and said, "Okay, you don't have to worry about the things here, go and compose your songs." ”

No matter how thick-skinned Lin Zhimo was, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed at this time, and hurriedly put away the dishes and chopsticks and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll wash it." ”

"Okay, what is this robbing me of, although I don't touch my fingers at home, but I'm also much better than you, a man who never does housework." Zhang Ziyi is talking about Lin Zhimo's fact that he doesn't even clean up the house.

"Huh."

Lin Zhimo laughed when he heard this, but he didn't continue to insist, but he also didn't go back to continue writing songs, just stood at the kitchen door and watched Zhang Ziyi clean up.

Because the floor heating here where Lin Zhimo lives is very sufficient, there is no winter cold in the house, and Zhang Ziyi is just wearing a tight-fitting line jacket, a pair of jeans, and a pair of cotton slippers under her feet, and the whole thing is dressed at home.

Slowly, Stretch began to have some abnormalities, he looked at Zhang Ziyi's bumpy and graceful figure, and suddenly had an impulse in his heart. At first, this impulse was only a small one, but it was like a spark, and it quickly turned into a raging fire, and his eyes began to wander over Zhang Ziyi's round and straight buttocks and the two soft spots that hung down when he occasionally bent over.

Although Zhang Ziyi turned her back to Lin Zhimo to wash the dishes, she still felt that Lin Zhimo's gaze seemed to be able to rip off her clothes, and she directly moved on her skin with heat. Zhang Ziyi moved her body a little awkwardly, as if she wanted to get rid of Lin Zhimo's gaze, but she didn't know that these few twists made Lin Zhimo's heart even more lustful.

Finally, Zhang Ziyi still couldn't stand the aggression of Lin Zhimo's naked gaze, and stomped his foot and said, "Zhimo...... You, don't look at it, okay. But as soon as the words came out, Zhang Ziyi regretted it for a while, because she originally wanted to reprimand Lin Zhimo, but this tone now sounds more like being coquettish.

Sure enough, Lin Zhimo not only did not hide it when he heard this, but walked directly into the kitchen.

Feeling that Lin Zhimo was getting closer and closer to him, Zhang Ziyi's body stiffened, and his breathing began to become short, until Lin Zhimo hugged him from behind, Zhang Ziyi only felt that his body suddenly seemed to be made of water, and he was actually paralyzed in Lin Zhimo's arms.

"Knowing the ...... You, don't ...... like this" Zhang Ziyi herself felt that the words she said did not have any power, but was more like a kind of ** between lovers.

Lin Zhimo didn't seem to hear this sentence, no, it should be said that this sentence was more like a catalyst, originally Lin Zhimo just hugged Zhang Ziyi's body with his hands, and after hearing this sentence, he seemed to have received some order, and actually began to wander around on her delicate body.

"Don't ...... Zhimo, I ...... I'm still washing the dishes. Zhang Ziyi's voice was full of pleading.

Lin Zhimo heard Zhang Ziyi's words this time, but he put the dishes and chopsticks in Zhang Ziyi's hand into the pool in front of him, and then suddenly turned Zhang Ziyi's body over, making her look at him head-on.

Zhang Ziyi didn't dare to meet Lin Zhimo's eyes, and his eyes drifted to other places.

But Lin Zhimo seemed to have to look at Zhang Ziyi, pinched Zhang Ziyi's round jaw with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and gently raised her head, wanting to see her eyes clearly.

Zhang Ziyi's heart seemed to be about to jump out of her chest, she only felt that her strength was getting smaller and smaller, and her body was about to stand unsteadily, so she had to prop her hands on the table behind her, her eyes were closed shyly, and her long eyelashes kept trembling as if telling the anxiety in her heart.

Lin Zhimo's lips slowly approached Zhang Ziyi's red and hot cheeks, and finally gently landed on Zhang Ziyi's pink and delicate two petals.

At the moment when she was kissed by Lin Zhimo, Zhang Ziyi only felt like a twelve-level storm blowing in her mind, and everything she felt disappeared in an instant, and her whole body froze there motionless, allowing Lin Zhimo's tongue to run around in her mouth without the slightest reaction.

Lin Zhimo didn't care about Zhang Ziyi's condition, after he kissed Zhang Ziyi, he put his left hand around Zhang Ziyi's waist, but his right hand slowly climbed Zhang Ziyi's jade peak.

The important part was attacked, Zhang Ziyi finally came back to her senses, but immediately she felt a feeling that almost made her moan comfortably come from there, her body softened again, her hands subconsciously wrapped around Lin Zhimo, and the weight of her whole body pressed on the table behind her, squeezing her hips into a flat shape.

Lin Zhimo noticed Zhang Ziyi's movements, and naturally knew what to do next, his right hand reached down again, reached into Zhang Ziyi's clothes, and swiped directly on her delicate and smooth skin, and after a while, his right hand deftly unbuttoned Zhang Ziyi's jeans, and stretched his fingers down.

"Hmm......" Zhang Ziyi's mouth let out a muffled protest sound, but then it was drowned in Lin Zhimo's long French kiss again, and everything was left to Lin Zhimo.

Lin Zhimo's right middle finger slowly poked into the garden, and then touched a slight bulge, before Lin Zhimo could react, he noticed that Zhang Ziyi's body trembled suddenly, Lin Zhimo's movements paused, and then the middle finger stopped moving downward, and began to draw circles around the small cherry continuously, but he just didn't touch it directly, only occasionally it seemed to collide inadvertently, but every collision would make Zhang Ziyi's body tremble violently.

After a while, Zhang Ziyi's body began to writhe actively, wanting to cooperate with Lin Zhimo's fingers to let him touch it, but Lin Zhimo didn't fulfill her wish, that is, he didn't directly smash Huanglong, and always fought guerrilla attacks on the periphery.

"Knowing the ...... Help me ......," Zhang Ziyi couldn't help but plead.

At this time, her lips were sparkling, and the blurred spring in her eyes was even more spurting, and after saying these words, she leaned her head back to Lin Zhimo again.

The corners of Lin Zhimo's mouth curled up into an evil smile, the tip of his tongue crossed Zhang Ziyi's ear, gently sighed in her ear, and deliberately asked, "What can I help you?" ”

Zhang Ziyi was so ashamed that she couldn't speak, but the sensitivity of her body made her want to stop, and she wanted to grit her teeth and not speak, so that Lin Zhimo would not succeed, but Lin Zhimo suddenly rubbed it there fiercely.

"Oh......" Zhang Ziyi couldn't help but let out a comfortable call, and couldn't care about being shy anymore: "Zhimo, that's it, hurry, hurry!" ”

Lin Zhimo smiled with satisfaction, lowered his head again and took Zhang Ziyi's lips in his mouth, and his right hand directly covered the dense forest.

But Lin Zhimo didn't expect that after his palm was rubbed there just a few times, Zhang Ziyi let out a moaning sound like a cry from the depths of his throat, and then his body trembled violently as if it was spasmodic.

The first tide in Zhang Ziyi's life happened in Lin Zhimo's kitchen.

Lin Zhimo had never experienced such a thing, and he was stunned for a while.

Zhang Ziyi was even more ashamed at this time, and she didn't dare to raise her head like an ostrich, burying her head deep in Lin Zhimo's arms and unable to say a word.

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