The attic windows are ajar, the pink curtains are spread out, and the small attic is tightly blocked, and it looks hot in this hot August month.

The sound of the small electric fan turning was muffled by the mature and melodious female voice downstairs.

"Li Wei, you think about it, I'll come to see you tomorrow."

The man smoked a cigarette, half-leaning against the stone pillar in front of the flower bed, and casually flicked the ashes of the cigarette.

Sun Yirou looked at the black car in front of the property through the gap in the window, the child who was still alive just now was lying asleep in the back seat at the moment, and when the woman stepped forward to hug Li Wei, she was blocked by the man's hand.

The woman stepped back and smiled helplessly: "You're still the same as before, okay, I'm leaving." ”

She looked back in the direction of the attic and smiled, her eyes shining with the shrewdness and city of her age.

The headlights flickered and quickly disappeared into the night.

Li Wei half leaned on the stone pillar until he finished smoking the cigarette in his hand and threw it at his feet, or the pair of worn sneakers, stepped on them and extinguished them.

The door of the property was closed, Sun Yirou withdrew her gaze from the window, sat on the sofa like a puppet that had been drained of her soul, and raised her eyes to look at the pot of dumplings in the kitchen, which had already cooled down.

Biting his lip and clenching his fingers, he felt sad in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

There was a knock on the door.

Sun Yirou rubbed her slightly dry eyes and got up from the sofa.

Who will come at this time?

She walked over and opened the attic door, and as soon as she saw the figure standing outside the door, she was about to close the door with her backhand.

The other party pushed lightly, the door opened, and Li Wei hugged Sun Yirou's waist and quickly turned around a few times, pushing her against the yellowed wall.

The chest muscles rose and fell, the forehead was against the forehead, panting: "I'm jealous, so angry, huh?" ”

There was a crackle, and something fell to the ground by the door.

Sun Yirou didn't have time to pick it up, and hit him hard with red circles in her eyes: "Who is jealous?" Who are you? Let go of me, Li Wei, you let go of me! ”

While she was beating, she dropped the golden beans aggrievedly.

Li Wei was helpless, and sighed deeply, there was nothing he could do with this abrasive goblin.

Carrying her to the big bed, throwing it directly on it, leaning over to suppress it, bowing his head and kissing her.

Plug her annoying whimpering sobs with his mouth.

Sun Yirou struggled, dodging left and right, struggling and complaining aggrievedly: "You will only bully me?" Bastard! ”

Li Wei laughed angrily and bit her lip hard as punishment.

"How many women want to be bullied by Lao Tzu Lao Tzu is unwilling, and this is not bullying, this is it!"

"Ahh Sun Yi's body tensed softly, twisted hard, and cried out in fright.

"Li Wei, Li Wei ......"

The man clicked his lips and kissed her face with satisfaction: "You are so sweet!" ”

Sun Yirou was angry and angry, her little hand slapped his shoulder hard, and her tears flowed even more fiercely: "You bastard, you hooligan!" ”

Li Wei didn't care, and pressed his head down: "It's only for you hooligans, huh?" "Gagged her lips, sealed her mouth, and stopped her from whimpering.

The right hand was inserted under her hair, holding her up and deepening the kiss.

Sun Yirou's sobbing sound gradually subsided, Li Wei pestered her for a while, and suddenly smelled the fragrant fennel fragrance: "Make dumplings?" ”

He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Specially wrapped it for me?" ”

Sun Yirou's mouth still had a trace of crystal, wiped it with her hand, jumped out of bed embarrassedly, retreated, looked at him and said aggrievedly: "Haven't you eaten it?" ”

Li Wei smiled, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth: "Do you see me eating it?" ”

Sun Yirou thought about it, but she didn't see him eat, but the woman did put it on his plate.

Li Wei leaned sideways and lit a cigarette, stepped on the bed with his right leg, and glanced at the kitchen with his right arm on it: "Hungry, take it out." ”

"The dumplings are already cold!"

"It's hot, I like it cold, go quickly!"

Sun Yirou thought about it, then walked into the kitchen and brought the dumplings, looked down, it was all glued together, and she didn't have an appetite when she looked at it, she thought about it again and said, "Don't eat it, I'm ...... below."

Li Wei took the dumplings and devoured a few, and when he heard this, he chuckled and glanced down at her: "Below?" ”

His eyes, his demeanor......

Sun Yirou's face was swollen and red.

What she wanted to say just now was obviously to order some noodles for him again, but it was misinterpreted like this by this lustful old man.

The girl lowered her head, unable to speak in embarrassment, clenched her fingers hard, and finally, from the depths of her throat, burst out a sentence: "Old rascal! ”

This is the most serious and ugly word she has ever scolded in her life.

The man on the bed laughed.

Sun Yirou turned around and ran, blushing like a tomato, and went into the kitchen to be busy left and right, and he didn't come out alive or dead.

After Li Wei finished eating the dumplings, looked at the time, went into the kitchen and pestered Sun Yirou and kissed him.

"Go down, go to bed early."

The door closed, Sun Yirou looked at the empty basin that was eaten, and the indescribable sweetness in her heart, the deer crashed.

For the first time in 18 years, she felt this way.

Is this called throbbing?

However, there is so much difference in age, and his identity and background are so complicated, as well as the woman and the child......

Can she and him really develop like this?

The smile on his face gradually retracted, turning into apprehension and uneasiness about the unknown.

Sun Yirou felt that all this was unrealistic, unreal, and unconfident.

She half-turned, resting her head against the kitchen door, biting her lip and twisting her fingers into twists, their tips turning white.

……

The next day, she came to the property company early, but she never saw Li Wei appear.

I heard from a colleague that he took a leave of absence.

Director Qiao Bingliang went to work with an injury, and there was a piece of gauze on the bridge of his nose, which looked very ridiculous.

He looked at Sun Yirou, as if he saw a feud, his eyes were about to pop out.

On this day, Sun Yirou didn't have time to think about where Li Wei went, because Qiao Bingliang secretly put on small shoes for her, and handed over all the boring and time-consuming work to her.

It wasn't until night fell that she finished everything, and the colleagues around her had already left work, and she was the only one left in the empty property company, and Li Wei hadn't come back yet.

Sun Yirou stretched her waist, went into the water room to make a cup of coffee, and when she came out, she didn't know what she stepped on, she stumbled forward and fell forward, and all the hot coffee spilled on the desk of the accountant Chen Xiang, staining it wet.

Sun Yirou was startled, and immediately rushed over and took out a tissue to wipe it indiscriminately, accidentally touched a black cowhide book to the ground, and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

When the cowhide book fell to the ground, it was opened upwards, Sun Yirou saw some numbers similar to accounts, which were already damp, and when she took a tissue to wipe it indiscriminately, she saw that several of the marked numbers seemed to be the repair funds for the old facilities in the community allocated by the head office this year, however, these numbers were far from the numbers she saw, not just a zero.

She was puzzled and wanted to take a closer look, when in the darkness, someone suddenly snatched the book and pushed her away.

Sun Yirou staggered backwards and slammed into the chair, screaming.

Chen Xiang closed the notebook and glared at her coldly: "Do you know that looking at other people's things at will is an act without a tutor, Sun Yirou, you really don't have a father and a mother...... Bang! ”

Before Chen Xiang finished speaking, he was suddenly knocked down on the table by a punch.

The glasses fell to the ground and were crushed by him backwards, the corners of his mouth were bloody, Chen Xiang wiped them off with his hand, turned his head to glare at Li Wei, and sneered: "A wild man who can only move his fists!" ”

Li Wei also laughed, not caring about his sarcasm at all.

Leaning sideways, he sat on the desk with his back buttocks, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, took it in his mouth, and squinted at the notebook he was pinching behind him.

"If you don't want to be caught in pigtails, you hide your tail, such an important account book has fallen here twice, Chen Xiang, you are so brainless when you make fake accounts?"

Hearing this, Sun Yirou looked at him in surprise.

Chen Xiang's face was even more ugly: "Have you seen it?" ”

Li Wei smiled, patted Sun Yirou's face and pinched her chin, but the words were said to Chen Xiang.

"I don't bother to care about those hooks between you and Qiao Bingliang, but the premise is that you don't mess with me, huh?"

Chen Xiang stood up straight, his face bruised: "What do you want?" ”

Li Wei didn't bother to pay attention to him, his eyes turned to Sun Yirou, sandwiched her between his legs, and his voice became soft: "Haven't finished yet?" ”

"It's done."

Li Wei moved off the table, put one hand around her waist, and picked up her bag again.

"Let's go, change your clothes, and I'll take you to play!"