The weather forecast says that there will be rain at night.

It was eight o'clock, or nine o'clock, and the clouds that had been gloomy for a day finally joined into a black rag and pressed down lowly. Tiny thunder "rumbled" behind the clouds, and raindrops fell and crackled against the glass windows.

After Chu Qing said that, she lowered her head, and her eyes moved from her face to the table, where the bowl of pork ribs was still steaming.

The sound insulation in the store is not very good, and the sound of rain outside, accompanied by the traffic and the chaotic noise of pedestrians, mixes in. And between these two people, it was quiet, even dull.

After a while, he seemed to be even more weak, lowered his head, looked at the square tiles between his legs, and said, "Then I, I'll go first." ”

After speaking, after a few seconds, he stood up and slowly brushed the long umbrella hanging on the corner of the table beside her, which was scraped and swayed gently.

Fan Xiaoye kept staring at the man opposite, the bright white light on the roof of the shed flashed in her eyes, and the bottom of her eyes became darker and darker. It wasn't until the seat became empty that he blinked violently and came back to his senses.

She turned her head to look out the window, and through the large glass window, a tall and thin figure was crossing the street, without an umbrella, and the lights of the fast food restaurant, and the neon on the other side of the road, reflected his shadow in cascading, blurred in the rain.

"Bang!"

She got up, slammed the dishes on the table, picked up the umbrella in one hand, and when she reached the door, she rushed out of the cage like a grumpy little animal.

The rain poured down on his head, wet and cold, his eyes were full of fog and scattered, and the dark colors around him were indistinguishable, as if he had suddenly broken into another world.

The girl ran a few steps along the trail, turned to the side of the road, and looked at the person across the street. I have changed my direction and want to move on.

"Chu Qing! You son of a bitch! ”

From behind, there was a sudden sound that passed through the rippling rain curtain.

Chu Qing paused, the shoes were sticky and cold, and instantly penetrated his whole body, stiffening him, and he had to turn back.

A jeep sped towards it, smashing away the surging steam, and the body flashed with a whizz. The tail was removed, revealing Fan Xiaoye behind.

Carrying an umbrella and standing upright, as if patrolling, declaring, defending his territory, slowly, and forcefully, draped in rain and mist. Step by step, they walked towards him.

The little face was a little white, her hair was sticking to her cheeks, she raised her head slightly, and her chin was cocked at a nice angle. opened his lips: "You don't think you're handsome!" Extraordinarily chic! ”

"No, I didn't ......" Chu Qing stood half a meter away from her, but she didn't dare to look at those eyes.

"Whether I sign it or not, what's your business! I love to sign it. If you don't like to sign, you won't sign, I'm happy! The girl waved her arms, and the umbrella arced. Slammed to the ground.

"I'm full, so I'm happy to accompany you! I'm with you anyway! When the sky falls, I'll accompany you to bear it! She shouted loudly, as if gathering all her strength, and exploded with a thud in the rain.

"You're good, pat your ass and leave, where to throw myself, are you still an old man!"

"I don't need you to pretend to be great with me!"

"You don't want to throw me down for the rest of your life! I sue you ......"

Her voice was hoarse, and she struggled to shout the last sentence: "There are no doors!" ”

The rain became heavier and heavier, covering the two of them, from their hair to their arms, to their shoes, they were completely washed, and even their eyelashes were dripping with raindrops, trembling and shaking.

Time seems to slow down, and occasionally a car passes by on the road, splashing the trail and disappearing into the rainy night.

Xu yelled too hard, or was drenched and weak, the girl opened her mouth wide, panting roughly, her small body looked thinner and thinner, holding an umbrella in one hand, bending over, but her eyes stared at him stubbornly.

For a long time, Chu Qing suddenly chuckled, made a rustling sound in his throat, and covered his forehead. Then, the more he laughed, the harder he laughed, he bent over and laughed so hard that his eyes were blurred.

"Laugh at you!"

Fan Xiaoye was even more irritable, and the more he looked, the more angry he became, he picked up the umbrella and pumped it on his leg, scolding: "You bastard! ”

"You bastard!"

"You're still laughing!"

"You unconscionable fellow!"

……

Every time she scolded, she whipped it hard, very, very hard, and the umbrella bones were deformed and twisted to the point that they couldn't be shaped.

Chu Qing didn't hide, just kept laughing, and then stood there, looking at her.

Fan Xiaoye was tired, he stopped his hand, panting more violently, snorting, and said unhappily: "What do you see!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and wanted to hit again.

"Hey, it's still fighting!" He flashed back.

"What's wrong with me hitting you! What's wrong with me hitting you! You're just underwhelmed! The girl followed with an umbrella.

Chu Qing took two steps back and said, "Hey, you're going to fight back again!" ”

"How dare you fight back! How dare you fight back! ”

Her umbrella made a special order, rounded, and began to snap domestic violence again.

"Oops! I'm really fighting back! ”

"It's not over you yet!"

"That umbrella is new!"

Chu Qing muttered while hiding, deciding not to suffer the immediate loss, turned around and ran towards the community.

"You bastard! Stop! ”

…………

The drainage facilities in the community are not bad, the roads are clean, the street lights are dim, and the shrubs and flowers are drenched crookedly.

The poor broken umbrella was stuffed into the garbage bin at the door, and the two held hands and ran straight home.

After entering the house, Chu Qing took out two pairs of sandals, squatted down, and said, "Lift your feet." ”

The girl put her arm on his shoulders and watched him take off his shoes and tear off his soaked socks. I didn't feel anything outside, but at this moment, I felt that my clothes were tight and uncomfortable, cold against my skin, and I couldn't help but shiver and sneezed.

"You hurry up and take a shower, there is hot water." Chu Qing said hurriedly, entered the bedroom again, and came out with a nightgown, "Wear this first." ”

"You don't wash it?" She took it in her hand and asked.

"I'll cook some ginger soup, I'll wait a minute." He held on to his clothes that could wring out water, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to prepare condiments.

Chop a few pieces of green onions, scoop a spoonful of brown sugar into a bowl, and then start cutting the ginger shreds.

I just cut a handful and suddenly remembered.

"it!"

He ran to the south balcony in three or two steps. The rain was still drifting frantically into the house, and the window was quickly closed. Looking at the water stains all over the ground and the clothes and pants that had been re-rinsed, it hurt so much that I had to twist them again one by one.

Fan Xiaoye quickly took a shower, wrapped his head in a towel and covered with a big nightgown, stood in the living room and looked left and right, shouting: "What about people?" ”

"Here's it!" A response came from the balcony.

"Oops!"

She looked over and screamed. said: "Okay, you take a shower, I'll drag it." ”

Chu Qing handed her the dun cloth, went back to the kitchen to continue cutting ginger shreds, put the pot on, lit the fire, and instructed: "Turn off the pot when it is boiling!" ”

"Got it!"

After tossing for a while, it was all done, and the two of them were finally able to sit peacefully at the table. Sipping down on ginger soup. It's not thick, it's not light, it's not spicy or sweet, it's just right, and it flows warmly into the stomach. When it penetrates to the veins around the body, the chill is gone a lot.

"Why are you still glaring at me?" Chu Qing couldn't help but be depressed when she saw her looking at herself.

"I'm suing you, it's not over!" Fan Xiaoye snorted.

"It's not over yet. My legs are swollen! ”

Chu Qing was wearing a vest and big pants, and stretched out his legs to show her, with blue and purple on them. It's like body painting.

The girl was slightly frightened, she didn't expect to make so much effort, she reached out and touched it, pursed her lips and asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

"Uh, it's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."

"Then I'll have to slap some safflower oil or something." She poured the rest of the ginger soup into her boyfriend's bowl and said worriedly.

"It's okay, let's talk about it tomorrow." Chu Qing picked up the bowl, took a dry mouthful, looked at her again, and said worriedly: "Hey, you don't have any clothes here, how can you go back later." ”

Fan Xiaoye glanced at him and said, "My mother is not at home today." ”

"Huh?" He tilted his head.

"Silly you!"

She lifted her white feet and kicked him hard.

……

It's late, maybe ten o'clock, maybe eleven o'clock, anyway, the night is quite deep, and the people are quite quiet.

In the bedroom, the headlights are not turned on, and the small table lamp on the cabinet is lit with an orange halo, reflecting a faint shadow on the white wall. Fan Xiaoye sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the old magazine, and Chu Qing was leaning on the side of the bed, well, also looking at the old magazine.

The two of them ignored each other, turning from beginning to end, and then from tail to head, without reading a word, only the sound of the pages rattling.

Well, it's more like, some kind of weird brewing ritual before getting down to business.

The door was hidden, and the ticking of the wall clock in the living room could be heard. The curtains have also been closed, and the pale pink lace curtains are actually suitable for the atmosphere at this time.

"What time is it?" The girl asked.

"It's almost twelve o'clock." His phone was charging and he didn't bother to look at it.

"Oh." The girl threw the magazine on the bedside table, sat there for two seconds, lifted the quilt again, and got into the quilt, saying, "I'm sleeping." ”

Chu Qing looked back at her, lying on her back, her little head tilted to the other side, and her long hair was scattered outside, revealing a touch of white earrings.

"Uh, that, I slept too."

He stood up, put the book away, and walked around the room a few strange steps before coughing, lifting the corners of the quilt, and carefully lying down on the bed.

With his back and eyes on the ceiling, the room is actually quite large, but from this angle, it seems to be small.

On the right, there is the faint scent of body soap and a very, very wonderful flavor mixed with it. Her hair was on the side of her face, and it was itchy as if it were touching her skin.

Maybe because of the rain, the quilt was a little cold, but on her side, it seemed to be very warm.

He lay down for a while, felt his limbs stiff, and wanted to turn over, but as soon as he turned around, Fan Xiaoye called: "Oh, you pressed my hair!" ”

She straightened her neck, pulled her hair with her hands, and arranged it little by little above the pillow.

Chu Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, put her arm together, and her heart was ruthless, and she went up directly, her face slowly enlarged in her eyes, and then she stuck it to her lips.

Fan Xiaoye immediately hugged him tightly, and in that favorite position, his two arms wrapped around his neck, and his tongue also stuck in, stirring and stirring.

A kiss more familiar and passionate than any before.

Chu Qing's hand slowly slid to her waist, gently untied the tie, fingers touched the placket, separated left and right, and then raised again, looking carefully.

It was very white and tender, and the orange light smeared it, as if it had applied a layer of flowing warmth to the skin, from the tips of the toes, to the fleshy thighs, to the protruding hips, to the soft and smooth breasts......

Then going up, it was the girl's big shining eyes, not ashamed at all, very calm, and said: "This time I don't need to untie the bra * mask, it's really troublesome." ”

"Can you match the atmosphere?" He said helplessly.

The girl pursed her lips, indicating that she tried her best.

Chu Qing helped her tear off her sleeves and threw her nightgown aside. Then he half-sat on the bed, took off his vest, and took off his underwear, revealing the dangling thing.

"Yikes! It's ugly! ”

Fan Xiaoye glanced at it and turned his head in disgust.

"Eldest sister, how can this thing be beautiful?"

"I don't know if it's good or not, I've seen you." She pouted.

Chu Qing was about to go crazy, took a few deep breaths, waited for it to calm down, and pressed it while it was hot. As soon as he kissed him, the man below twisted left and right, and reached out to push him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to be on it."

The girl muttered, turned over with great difficulty, climbed on top of him with her hands and feet, and rode on his waist as soon as her legs straddled, her expression was very arrogant, and she seemed to enjoy this condescending sense of gaze.

"Do you know what to do?" Chu Qing spread her hands and simply gave up and let her toss.

"Isn't it just moving!"

The girl said disdainfully, raised her butt slightly, held the thing, aligned the position, and sat in a little harder. Immediately after that, there was an "ouch", and his feet instantly softened, and his body trembled.

"It hurts!" She wept and mourned.

“……”

Chu Qing ignored it.

"It hurts!"

She continued to weep with a sad face.

“……”

He had no choice but to sit up, put his arms around her, turned around, like a pancake, turned over again, pressed hard, and said, "Don't be reckless, lie down honestly." ”

Now Master Fan didn't dare to move, that feeling, Tete was in pain, and he was lying down obediently.

Chu Qing held her little hand, kissed her lips and cheeks, and slid to the earrings, biting and sobbing thinly.

The girl hugged his back, and felt that tongue, warm and slippery, turned to his neck, to his collarbone...... Every time I lick it, my whole body is excited, and my sweat pores are dilated.

"Hmmm......"

She gasped softly, her waist slightly arched, like a beautiful white bridge.

While falling into that strange itch, he maintained logical sobriety and asked, "Hey, haven't you done it with others, are you so skillful?" ”

"Huh?"

Chu Qing, who was buried in her chest, raised her head suddenly, almost softened with fright, and refused to admit it: "No, absolutely not!" ”

(I've been thinking about writing this chapter since I opened the book.) After holding back more than 140 chapters, I was finally able to release it and sprinkle flowers by myself! Well, I'll admit it's a bit of bloody...... In addition, tinnitus is not good, so I want a simple and reliable prescription. (To be continued......)