Mike was scrolling through youtube, watching some big news and scrolling through facebook, but unfortunately it was too early, and his friends either hadn't gone to work or were on their way to work.

Someone knocked on the door while scrolling through Facebook.

It's quiet. He smiled.

Before opening the door, he took a look in the small mirror hanging behind the door, which was fine, and he had a shave in the morning. He smiled a little, thinking that he was still handsome today.

"Hey-leak," the door opened, and Mike snuggled in the doorway with a smile.

Hearing such a commotion, Fang Wenjing also smiled. This sullen guy. She is familiar with Western culture and knows that when a man says hey or hey-lo to a woman, he just wants to soak her. Normal friends area conversation, everyone is saying hi and hello.

"Ni-hao," she replied with a quip.

"nihaonihao" Mike gets out of the way. She walked in with a glass of wine and glasses.

"Oh, this isn't Kobe's bootleg." When it came to Kobe, both of them suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little heavy.

"Yes." She said, "It's a pity that this guy didn't open the wine container for me." I can't even drink it when I'm down. ”

Mike laughed, "Haha, the kitchen has it, I'll open it." He took the wine from her and went out the door.

Fang Wenjing took the opportunity to look at the bedroom. The inside feels very rich, but it is very simple, compared to the average man's bedroom.

The bedroom is the place that best reflects who a person is. Mike looks big and cheerful, but his bedroom feels calm.

There are several notepads on the desk, a cross on the wall, and several pictures of a baseball pitcher who doesn't know baseball and who it is. Under the cross hangs a chain of military dog tags, and behind the door hang several civilian clothes and a mirror. The bed was a dark gray sheet and a thin dark red blanket.

There was a small gray trash can under the table, and there were no dirty clothes, socks, and paper balls littered everywhere, and she smiled.

That's when Mike came back with his glass.

"Here you are, dear lady." He also brought two goblets for drinking red wine.

"Not bad," she approving. Took a glass of wine that had been poured in.

"I just saw a couple of news items on youtube."

"Ah, I know," Mike poured himself a good drink. "What a blast."

"yes, my whole body exploded!" She said, remembering that maybe Mike didn't understand the meme, "I mean, there's a mess in my head." ”

"Haha, I understand, so do I." Mike Road.

"I don't even know who to complain about! My friends don't see this information. They were stopped by the gf. ”

"Hahaha, I know. My friends haven't gotten up yet, but it's good that you're here. Mike and she clinked glasses, and they each took a sip.

"What kind of sea shoot is you, how's it going?"

"I don't know, Davis went to get in touch, I'll just wait for the news - it's not my scope of work." Mike shrugged.

"What does Davis do?"

"He's the guy who drives the shuttle, my old friend."

"Oh! Wouldn't it be long before I could see him? ”

"Uh, yes, if you want to see one."

"He's not going to accuse me of being here."

"No, he's my buddy, and if you don't want to be known, he won't say it. By the way, did your country send a boat to pick you up? ”

Phew, finally asked here again. Well, there is no escape. She took a deep breath and prepared to confess.

"Our country may be a little short of manpower right now, and we can't send ships for the time being." She said and looked at Mike's expression.

Mike's expression was a little serious.

"So--I was thinking," she said. "If Davis is a good talker, can you get him to take me back." The idea had just come to her.

"Yes." Mike drank the rest of the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"Really?!" Fang Wen was happy after a while.

"Well, but in the end, we still have to report to the immigration department, and the immigration department will send you back to China." Mike Road.

"Okay. As long as you don't get locked up as a spy, a political prisoner, or something. She said.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. My connections at NASA should be able to do that. ”

"Happy, you!" She leaned in and kissed Mike on the cheek.

Mike looked at her, "When was the last time you had sex?" ”

"Uh...... It's been a long time...... Probably...... Three years? She said a little embarrassed.

"Coincidentally, so did I." Mike looked at her.

"Do you want to do it?" She asked.

"Of course, what about you?" Mike laughed.

Something seems to be missing.

"Wait a minute." She got up and went out.

Mike filled the two of them with a full bottle of wine, and feeling that it was a lucky night, he repositioned himself and sat on the carpet facing the door.

The small figure appeared in the doorway, holding a small paper bag in his hand.

"What?" He smiled at his most charming level.

"Good stuff." She smiled slyly and sat down beside him to open the paper bag.

"Oh !!!!" When he saw clearly what was in it, he exclaimed happily.

"Shhhh She said.

"He doesn't smoke?" He asked.

"No, they don't touch these."

"That's good." He expertly rolled two cigarettes and handed her one.

"Can you smoke it right here? Still is--? ”

"Right here, everybody's bedroom has an exhaust fan, you see." Mike got up and pressed one of the small switches in the doorway, and there was a "whin" sound in the room. She followed the sound and saw a small exhaust vent in the corner of the roof.

"Wow, that's awesome."

The two of them took a few puffs, and when they came up, they were both dizzy.

"Yes, where are you from? Country Z bought? ”

"Hahahahaha "Guess again."

"I don't know." Mike looked at her, and he wanted to eat as soon as he smoked this, or--**.

"I grew it myself, hahahahaha--" she smiled crookedly.

Mike put his right hand on her shoulder, "You planted it?" ”

"yes, hahaha, right here." She pointed to the ground. "Mars."

“…… Oh my God, why are you so good? He picked it up again and looked at the tobacco leaves, which were a little different from what he had smoked before, strong and mellow. He took another deep breath.

Turning her face, she was already lying in the crook of his arm looking at him.

He cupped her chin with his left hand, oh god, he couldn't even remember the last time he kissed a woman like this.

They both put down their glasses and kissed.

"Just sex," she said.

“just sex.” He repeated, his left hand around her waist and kissing her again, this time without parting.

Her body is soft and her skin is slippery. He suddenly put her on his shoulder, kicked his left leg onto the raised bed, and threw her on the bed.

…… The following crawled past a group of river crabs......

[I don't know if there is a thunder point, I guess it's going to be cold--, I'm just going to pit -v-]