Raindrops outside the window, clattering against the window.

The night scene in my sleep came out of the soft quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.

The yellowed light illuminated a corner, and she slowly sat up with her body propped up.

Why is it getting heavier and heavier?

She got out of bed and went to the window, trying to close it, when a lightning bolt pierced the sky.

Let her change from closing the window to opening the window.

In the distance, the sky was cloudy, and the rain was getting heavier.

This rain has been raining since last night.

If it goes down any further, the water in the moat should reach a critical point.

Yejing picked up his coat and was about to go out the door, but when he reached the door, he stopped again.

What are you doing, the management of the moat will naturally take care of this.

How did she become so worried since she came back?

Involuntarily walked to the door of Jing Qingzhang's room.

His door didn't close, is this guy so careless now?

When I opened the door, I saw an empty bed.

What about people?

It's hard to run away.

The hand tentatively glides over the surface of the bed.

It's still hot.

Proof just woke up, could it be that you went to the bathroom?

"Can't sleep?"

A deep voice rang out from behind him.

When I looked back at night, I saw him with all the tips of his hair soaked.

"Where are you going so late?"

"It just tripped, and I went out to repair the lower circuit."

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a towel." Yejing walked into the bathroom, picked up a big towel, turned around, and almost bumped into Jing Qingzhang who suddenly appeared.

She looked up and met his gray eyes.

He seemed to be a little tired, and there was a lot of bloodshot in his eyes.

She gently put the towel on her head, and with some effort stood on tiptoe to wipe her hair.

Suddenly, she felt the center of gravity of her body vacate, and the whole person was picked up, and the next second, she was gently placed on the sink.

But the hand on her waist never left.

Yejing gently scratched his hair with a towel, and in the gap between the towel falling and up, he could see his beautiful eyes, which never left her face.

Why does this guy always look at her with such eyes, his head can't help but hang down, but he is held up again.

"Shouldn't you raise your head to wipe your hair?" She leaned down slowly, looking at her closely.

The warmth in her eyes flickered so hard that she couldn't look directly.

"Your hair is drying off." Nightscape pulled back the towel from his head.

"Did you really do it?" Jing Qingzhang grabbed her hand and touched her hair.

Before Yejing's hand touched the wet hair, he pulled it down slightly and gently put it on her neck.

What does he want to do?

I don't want to kiss myself.

No, I'm not going to hide out of instinct when I wait a while.

Do you want to strike first?

Before he could finish thinking about it, the face came at him.

I can't care so much, so I respect you first.

Clumsily brushed Jing Qingzhang's lips, his lips were particularly soft, like marshmallows that were about to be cut open with a gentle kiss.

Jing Qingzhang's arm gently lifted her body to deepen the kiss, and the other hand slowly slid down, picking up the person in his arms horizontally.

The sudden weightlessness of the night scene, instinctively hugged Jing Qingzhang's neck, nestled in his arms, and looked at him a little weakly.

He carried her out of the bathroom and gently placed her on the bed.

"Isn't that too fast?"

He just laughed, but didn't answer, his arms propped up on his body, and his body hung in the air against hers.

The night scene closed his eyes nervously, but there was no movement for the next second, only feeling the quilt around him sinking slightly.

She hurriedly turned around and wanted to run, a pair of big hands on her waist, and the hands were slightly forced, pulling her body over.

Her whole body fell into a warm embrace.

It's so warm.

Night Jing widened his eyes, like this, how can he sleep.

"Good night." Jing Qingzhang pulled the quilt and covered the bodies of the two people.

Actually sleeping like this?

Do nothing?

What are you thinking, when others want to pull the progress bar, you are afraid, and now others have no idea about you.

You start sticking up again.

Her eyes moved downward, and her hand gently rested on his hand on her waist, and slowly moved her hand down.

As soon as he moved, his hand ran back again.

Back and forth.

Soon fell asleep.

The next day, sunlight poured into the room.

Night Jing rubbed his eyes and got out of bed. I haven't seen anyone around me for a long time, and I don't know where I ran so early.

The afterglow of his eyes swept over the alarm clock at the head of the bed, dancing grass, it's twelve o'clock, it's not early.

Quickly get out of bed.

I had to go to the training ground to train, I missed the morning training camp, and I had to explain it when I had a meeting in the afternoon.

As soon as I walked to the door of the bathroom, my footsteps suddenly stopped.

It seems that he has been dismissed and does not need to go to the training ground anymore.

He let out a long sigh.

It's all to blame Jing Qingzhang for stealing things from our base, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up at this point, wait, your satellite is not a matter of time before I do.

Because of the noise in the kitchen, Jing Qingzhang was forced to walk out of the study.

In the distance, I could smell a strong smell of burning.

"Night view?"

He wasn't a little sure that the woman in the kitchen was the night scene.

"Hey!"

Yejing held a spatula and turned his head happily.

"We'll be able to eat later."

"Wake up, why didn't you tell me." Jing Qingzhang rolled up his sleeves while going downstairs. "I'll do it."

"No, I'll do it right away." The night scene triumphantly lifted his pot. "She looked mushy, but she also proved from the side that it was all cooked, and I just tasted it, and it tasted good, not particularly unpleasant."

Jing Qingzhang looked at him with a smile, without any superfluous words, just smiled softly. Gently stroked her head, turned around to open the refrigerator, and took out some ingredients.

In the night scene of fighting with pots and pans, I heard the pleasant sound on the cutting board, and I couldn't help but turn my head.

Fog grass, why is this man so handsome with a kitchen knife.

Leaning slightly against the refrigerator.

I saw him finish cutting the cucumber, turn around and walk towards him, pressing the door of the refrigerator with one hand, looking at himself condescendingly.

"Make a dish, you don't have to act in idol dramas."

"Baby." Jing Qingzhang lowered his body, took her into his arms with one hand, and opened the refrigerator with the other hand and took out the gas. "Get out of the way."

Night Scene's face turned red instantly.

Dancing grass, the old man is really good at flirting.

Next, he watched Jing Qingzhang operate for a while.

The heat in the pot hit his cheeks, setting off him like an immortal, if he was in this heat, I am afraid that it will give people an indecent feeling of sauna.