Chapter 15: Trouble
Chapter 15 The breeze blows by, and the leaves brush slightly.
Ye Ci looked at Liu Nian and raised her eyebrows, she really wanted to test Liu Nian's patience, or rather, how long can those two arms be lifted? So, she sat down on the tree with peace of mind, looking at the man lightly. And this man was obviously more patient than she thought, he was like a statue, standing there, with a faint smile on his face, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of connivance, he was not in a hurry, neither urging Ye Ci, nor was he dissatisfied with Ye Ci's current procrastination, as if all this was taken for granted now.
I don't know how long it took, Ye Ci suddenly couldn't breathe, she said to Liu Nian: "Hey, aren't your hands sore?" β
"It's sour." Liunian answered honestly, but he didn't seem to care that much, as if this answer was just an answer.
"Then why don't you put your hands down and hold them up there for what?" Ye Ci was a little angry, this man is so annoying, why should he challenge his patience again and again? Doesn't he know that he is notoriously patient and notoriously bad-hearted, isn't he afraid that he will sit on the tree all the time and never go down for the rest of his life?
"Waiting for you." The eyes of the passing years are scorching, as if they are as dazzling as stars, and they are so bright that people can't take their eyes off them.
Ye Ci squirmed the corners of his mouth, snorted his nose, raised his chin quite arrogantly, and said, "Then you can carry it, I don't want to go down." β
"Okay." For Ye Ci's little temper, Liu Nian didn't look angry at all, and answered like a stream, if people don't know, they will really think that this man is a good-tempered guy. However, is Liu Nian a good-natured person? Probably not.
"Hey, don't think I'm going to jump off that way, so I won't do such a disgusting thing." Ye Ciwu froze for a while, lowered his eyelids and saw that Liu Nian was still standing there in the same posture, not only did he not have a trace of impatience, the smile in his eyes was even better, and the curvature of his lips was also higher, as if he had won the battle, and Ye Ci was inexplicably angry. She stretched out a finger and pointed at Liu Nian's open arms and snorted: "This kind of bad scene that appears too much in TV and movies, I don't want to do it!" I'll be fine if I jump off from a place higher than this, I, I don't want you to continue, you hurry up and get out of the way! β
Liu Nian was still smiling, but he was not angry at all about Ye Ci's sudden and inexplicable temper, he just sighed and said to Ye Ci, who was still sitting on the branch: "Little boy, now I can't pick you up, my hand is stiff, it seems that I can't move, come down and help me take a look."
Ye Ci stared at Liu Nian's sigh with a smile, and she didn't believe this guy's words. Look at him like that, where is he unable to move? Ye Ci bit his lip and looked at the open arms again, inexplicably, his heart was warm, and it didn't seem to be himself. It took her a long time to mutter, "I, I'm just looking at your hands." With that, she looked around to make sure no one was looking, closed her eyes, took a hard breath, leaped from the branch, and fell into her outstretched arm.
When the thin body fell into his arms, Liu Nian's outstretched arms were suddenly tightened, he buried his face in the long silver hair, took a deep breath, and the faint smell of grass mixed with the temperature of the sun kept drilling into his nose, so comfortable that Liu Nian almost sighed. His arms passed under Ye Ci's armpits, one hugging her shoulders and the other hugging her waist and letting her head and neck buckle over his shoulders, an indescribable satisfaction filled his heart.
Ye Ci was tightly clinging to Liunian's arms, she was a little embarrassed, alas, what a mentally retarded idiot's move, in the end she still did it, really, no one saw it. If anyone sees it, her first name is Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· She was thinking wildly, when suddenly the sound of her heartbeat was constantly filling her with her calculations. She could clearly feel that Liu Nian's powerful heart was constantly beating, again, again, and again, it was really strange, she was a little stupid.
Two hot lips, pressed against her neck, were slightly damp, burning like a tinder. Ye Ci felt a little itchy, she shrunk her shoulders, but let Liu Nian stick this kiss tighter, she raised her head, and wanted to push him away, but his lips were imprinted on her collarbone. Ye Ci swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her voice was as soft as melting ice cream, and she sighed: "Liunian, don't be like this." β
There seemed to be something shouting in the veins, wild and galloping, as if it was about to erupt. Ye Ci's soft voice penetrated into Liu Nian's ears like a small insect, making him sigh unwillingly, and hugged her tighter a little unwillingly, this world can't do what you want. He sighed in her ear: "AlasΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
This sigh was really a thousand turns, and Ye Ci felt a little softer when he heard it. She tilted her head and leaned on the shoulders of the flowing years, and the sunlight shone through the leaves on the bodies of the people, which was warm and comfortable. She narrowed her eyes, let go of her body, just looked into the distance, and said for a long time: "Liunian, you have so many bones." β
Liu Nian laughed lowly: "From a scientific point of view, the two of us have the same number of bones. β
Ye Ci also felt that her words were a little silly, and she also laughed lowly: "You are really annoying." β
"Really?"
"yes."
"Really?"
"yes."
"Really?"
"yes."
I don't know how long such a nutritious conversation was repeated, and finally neither of them could help it, so they hugged each other and laughed.
It's really nice weather, both in-game and out-of-game.
After dinner, Zuo Xiaolan and Ye Nanxia went downstairs for a walk, and Ye Ci and Bai Mo abandoned Tan Polang and went downstairs for a walk. Tan Polang was left standing on the balcony alone, why did he need to wash the dishes in the smallest way? Why the smallest housekeeper? He also wants to go out, okay? He doesn't want to be in the game warehouse every day......
However, despite this, Tan Polang still honestly completed today's dishwashing task, and then he raised his eyes and looked at the dart board hanging in the living room, there were three darts on the plate, two of which were inserted in the "rest" compartment, and one was inserted in the "housework all-inclusive", and he cried even more. This is for Mao, why is he so unlucky, he actually inserted a few darts today and inserted them all in the housework, while Ye Ci and Bai Mo were inserted in the rest. He felt that his suggestion of using a dartboard to decide what chores the three of them did was really wrong, and he had to find a chance to correct it.
Just when Tan Polang was so upset, his mobile phone rang at the right time, he wiped his hands clean, and picked it up, it was Absalom calling, which is really rare. You know, usually he sings and whispers and keeps in touch with him, but Absalom rarely contacts him by phone, and at most he leaves a message in the forum. What kind of northwest wind is blowing today?
Absalom didn't have anything special when he called, first he congratulated Tan Polang on the escort, and then he greeted him about his recent life. The two of them talked for a while, Tan Polang sighed and pointed out: "President, if you have anything, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush, I still have to wash the dishes." β
Regarding Tan Polang's dishwashing, Absalom said that a good man should share the housework for his family, but he didn't say a word about the purpose, and continued to go around the corner. Tan Polang finally couldn't stand this chairman who had more than three or eight words, and sighed: "President, if you're okay, I'll hang up, this phone bill is quite expensive." β
Absalom was silent for a while before he said, "It seems that I will pay the phone bill again." β
"Am I not saving for you?" Tan Polang smiled hesitantly: "Don't beat around the bush, everyone is brothers, what else is not good to say, if you have something, say it directly." β
Absalom paused for a moment before he said, "Then I won't go around the bend any more, Breaking the Waves, has the Flowing Year already returned from you?" β
"Huh?" Tan Polang was stunned for a moment about Absalom's statement, and secretly wondered in his heart that Brother Liunian did not tell Absalom about his whereabouts. So does he want to say it? Let's say, it's not good, let's not say it, it doesn't seem to be good. After hesitating like this for a while, he finally diverted the topic: "President, why are you suddenly asking this?" β
Absalom pressed his temples and listened to Mo Ling's cries coming from downstairs, and he almost collapsed. The most terrifying thing in the world is not people who are not afraid of death, but people who are shameless. Neither he nor Sour Apple are cheeky people, so there is really no good way to deal with someone like Mo Ling. The hard ones have also come, and the soft ones have also come, but Mo Ling still has a posture of resolutely not letting go of these two people if he doesn't find the passing years, so that Absalom is about to collapse. Recently, I didn't know that Mo Ling had returned to China because of the news he got from there, so I looked for him everywhere, but I couldn't find him, so the two of them became a disaster again.
In the face of the unrelenting Mo Ling, Absalom lost his temper in front of him this time, and even said the words of breaking off the relationship, but the result was that Mo Ling almost cried. Absalom really couldn't help but feel that his heart was very angry, this was obviously a matter of passing years, why did it end up becoming his own trouble. The thing that made him feel even more upset was that this guy actually went to see Gongzi Yu in a chic manner, and since then he has disappeared without a trace, can't he first put Mo Ling in trouble and then go to chic?
Mo Ling's crying downstairs was intermittent, which made Absalom impetuous, and he sighed at Tan Polang on the other side of the phone: "Trouble." β