Chapter 237: Will You Marry Me?
An Shu came back a week earlier than planned, originally planning to return to China next Sunday, and this week he happened to fly to London, and he came back directly from London after finishing the work there.
Unexpectedly, he did not go to London, but went back to China directly with his luggage.
As soon as the plane landed, he nervously flipped out his mobile phone, found the number he knew by heart in the address book, thought about it, and finally failed to dial it.
Forget it, let her sleep a little longer.
An Shu arrived home at more than two o'clock in the morning, afraid of waking Zhongyi, pushing her suitcase and passing by her door, the footsteps were extraordinarily light. He pulled out the key, inserted the keyhole and turned it around, pushing open the door of his house.
Zhong Yi was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at the photos taken before refining the computer, when she heard the crisp sound of keys colliding outside the door, and she immediately became alert.
These days, the apartment is not peaceful, and several residents have been looted by thieves, and it is not uncommon to break into empty doors. Zhong Yi was a little nervous, holding his breath and listening carefully to the sound outside the door, but he didn't hear anything.
Zhongyi got up from the couch and walked to the entrance, observing the movement in the corridor outside the door through the cat's eye, it was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen clearly.
She took a deep breath, gently removed the safety bolt, unscrewed the lock, quietly opened the door a little crack, observed for a while, confirmed that there was no risk factor in the corridor, and had confidence in her heart, opened the door, and walked out.
She was just curious to glance around, but found that the door of An Shu's house next door to her seemed to be open, and she clearly remembered that when she came back from work, she deliberately checked the door lock, and there was no sign of being picked or damaged.
Zhong Yi quietly approached the door, the living room was not lit, and through the faint voice-activated light outside the hallway, he saw the suitcase placed in the entrance. She was so excited in her heart that she climbed up the corners of her mouth with a smile of joy, and she was willing to rush into An Shu's house and whisper his name.
"Anshu?"
An Shu took off his coat and put it on the back of the sofa chair, hearing the voice behind him, he turned around, he couldn't see the other party clearly in the dark light, he responded hesitantly: "Zhongyi?" ”
Receiving a response, Zhong Yi quickly identified his position from the voice, she crossed the suitcase at the entrance, and in just a few steps, she ran up hard, rushed up and hugged him, and the whole person was half hanging on him.
Before he could react, a figure suddenly emerged from the darkness, An Shu staggered back a few steps by the huge impact, stabilized his body, reached out to hug the entire person hanging on him, and said in a hoarse voice: "You didn't sleep?" Did I make a noise with you? ”
Zhong Yi shook her head, buried her face in his neck, greedily absorbing the familiar and delicious fragrance of his body, and she hugged him with both arms, for fear that it was a dream and he would disappear from her eyes.
Thoughts are a huge invisible force, no one can control it, it always haunts their hearts, affects their most rational thinking, she can't wait to convey this strong longing to him, and she doesn't want to be separated from him all the time.
Yasuki put Zhongyi down from himself, and they stared at each other in the dark, Zhongyi's wet and bright eyes, against the background of the darkness, were like a bottomless spring, revealing clarity.
An Shu's expression was a little moved, he lowered his head, slowly closed his eyes, and kissed Zhongyi's forehead, eyes, and nose with a slightly hot lip, and finally stayed on her lips, kissing repeatedly.
Zhongyi stood on tiptoe and hooked his arms around his neck, responding passionately to his fiery kiss.
The thoughts that I hadn't seen for months were all kneaded into this long and fiery kiss. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, the body temperature of the two of them gradually increased, and An Shu could even feel a heat flowing around in his body, and the subconscious reaction of his body was more and more beyond the scope of reason.
The only remaining bit of reason pulled him back to reality, An Shu put his hands on Zhongyi's shoulders and pushed her away from him, there was still an endless trace of emotion in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Zhongyi, I'm very tired now, I'm going to rest, you can go back and rest quickly." ”
He couldn't guarantee what he would do to hurt Zhongyi next, and reason told him that he couldn't hurt Zhongyi!
"Why?" Zhong Yi didn't understand why he pushed her away. She is three years older than An Shu, and she understands that once she has set foot on some things, she can't turn back, but she is also willing to set foot in the forbidden land.
"I'm going to hurt you." An Shu opened his eyes, his cheeks slightly red.
"But I'm not afraid." Zhongyi stared at him with burning eyes, the corners of her lips raised a shallow arc, and she was about to take a step closer to him, but he reached out to stop her progress.
She heard him say in a very flustered and nervous tone, "Don't come here, I'm telling you very seriously!" ”
Zhong Yi immediately stood still, the two looked at each other in the dark for a moment, An Shu's tense body relaxed slightly, and he relaxed his vigilance against her a little, but Zhong Yi took advantage of his inattention, rushed over to stop him and hugged him, pressed his hot cheek against his chest, and listened to the sound of the heart beating violently in his chest.
An Shu's body stiffened suddenly, his throat rolled up and down a few times, and he only felt that his tongue was dry: "Zhongyi ......" His hoarse voice carried a hint of charm.
Zhong Yi lazily nestled on the sofa of An Shu's house with a notebook, and the warm light in the living room poured down, hitting her softly, giving birth to a little warmth.
After a while, the sound of water stopped abruptly, the bathroom door was opened, and the white mist poured out and quickly dissipated. An Shu walked out in his pajamas, his hair was still dripping, and the droplets of water had been flowing down his neck to his collarbone, and his eyes had already become cold.
With a calm face and a look in his eyes that wanted to kill the unwitting affection that occupied the entire sofa in his house, she managed to play with fire and finally pushed him into the bathroom, telling him that taking a cold shower would cool him down.
I like to go home with a dead face and pick up the notebook for my work, and when I lock the door, I don't know whether the key is intentionally or unintentionally forgotten at home, and finally I occupy his sofa without saying a word, even if he wants to drive her away, he can't do it.
An Shu just walked over, Zhong Yi immediately had the insight to vacate a seat for him, seeing that his hair was still dripping with water, he didn't even seem to be too lazy to wipe it. She sighed and put down her notebook: "Do you know that sleeping with wet hair is easy to get a headache?" Where's the hair dryer, I'll help you dry your hair. ”
After blowing his hair, Zhong Yi urged An Shu to go to bed quickly, and after a few hours on the plane, he must be tired. She waved her hand indifferently: "I still have work to do, you go to sleep, don't pay attention to me." Don't worry, I won't argue with you! After a pause, she smiled, "You can also lock the door of the room." ”
An Shu's cheeks were slightly red, and his cold eyes swept her fiercely. He was indeed very tired, and his body was like dragging thousands of pounds of iron, almost exhausting him.
He went back to his room to rest, preferring to continue to snuggle up on the couch to finish his unfinished business.
After last night's tossing, An Shu's biological clock, which has always been punctual, slept directly until noon before waking up. He suddenly noticed that his left arm was very sore, and on one side of his head, he saw the top of a small hairy head, and the seaweed-like hair was scattered on his arm, and a few strands of hair passed through his palm.
An Shu lowered his eyes slightly, and quietly stared at the quiet sleeping face for a while, but he couldn't remember what happened after he fell asleep. He was so tired that he fell asleep with his head on the pillow, not even knowing when he wanted to finish his work and run to his room to sleep in the same bed with him.
He pressed his fingers together slightly, gently twisting her silky hair, and exhaled the inhaled air between his noses, carrying the faint fragrance of her hair, which smelled exceptionally good.
Zhong Yi opened his eyes, and he looked at her with Shang'anshu's dark and deep gaze. She smiled slightly and said hello: "Good morning, Mr. An." ”
An Shu hooked the corners of his lips and smiled dotingly: "Good morning, Miss Zhong." ”
Holding a notebook and wearing pajamas, Zhong Yi opened the door of An Shu's house a crack, glanced left and right at the corridors on both sides, made sure that no neighbors would pass by, took a deep breath, came out of An Shu's house like a thief, and quickly slipped back to his house.
Last night, she couldn't see anything clearly under the black light, so she became bolder, and the situation was different during the day, in case a neighbor saw her coming out of An Shu's house in her pajamas, it would inevitably not be discussed, and when it reached the ears of Father and Mother, the essence of the matter became not so simple.
When I got home, closed the door, and the danger was gone, I always felt that something was wrong? She and An Shu are serious boyfriend and girlfriend, and they have already met their parents, even if they stay at his house overnight before returning to their own house, there is no need to hide.
Instead, it will make her have a ...... XX is the sense of sight.
Sure enough, my heart is still weak......
After washing, An Shu straightened his hair in the mirror, the reason why he came back early was because there was something very important waiting for him to do, he was originally going to postpone it, but he had to advance.
An Shu walked out of the bathroom, walked to the living room, picked up the mobile phone on the sofa, dialed the flower shop, and ordered hundreds of fresh red roses and a large bunch of bandaged roses.
After determining the delivery time and hanging up the phone, An Shu took out the velvet box in his coat pocket, glanced at it silently, and put it back in his pocket.
An Shu drove Zhong Yi to the downstairs of the studio where she worked, Zhong Yi unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door and walked down, An Shu said to her through the half-open window of the co-pilot: "I'll pick you up from work, and then go to my house to eat hot pot." ”
Zhong Yi nodded, smiled and waved his hand, and turned to walk into the office building.
An Shu drove the car back to the apartment, parked the car, and went upstairs. The florist who delivered the roses happened to arrive, adding up to thousands of roses that almost filled the living room sofa. He took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves to his arms, put on plastic gloves and took scissors to begin to process the roses.
He decided to propose to Zhongyi, and it was tonight.
After work, An Shu came to pick her up and go home. Back in the apartment, as soon as she went upstairs, Zhong Yi was covered by An Shu from behind with his hands covering his eyes, holding her shoulder with one hand, and leading her forward.
Zhong Yi was a little curious, "Anshu, where are you taking me?" ”
"You'll find out later."
An Shu pushed open the door and led her in step by step, he slowly let go of the hand covering Zhongyi's eyes, took a few steps back, knelt on one knee, and took out the diamond ring: "Now, you can open your eyes." ”