When it was almost twelve o'clock, Gu Yingqing heard movement at the door.

I didn't think he was coming.

She held her breath for a moment, then resumed her drawing.

I don't know if it's because I used to draw on the ground before, Gu Yingqing's cervical spine is a little uncomfortable, and every time I draw it, I keep a lying posture or a bow posture for a long time, and after getting up, my legs are numb and dizzy for a long time.

She simply cleaned up the wall, but still chose to sit cross-legged on the mat, and spread two four-foot sheets of rice paper at the right height on the wall, one bright and one dark.

Cheng Yuesheng pushed open the door of the study, Gu Yingqing looked at him, pursed his lips and turned his head.

Because of her personality, she won't deliberately put on a stinky face when she is angry or cold, she still looks like she is as usual, gentle and gentle, but she doesn't care much about people.

She wore a nude pink suspender nightgown with a nightgown draped over her back, the hem of which was half tucked under her ass and half hung down on the ground because of her sitting position.

Cheng Yuesheng was at the door of the study, his eyes circled around her, and then looked at the paintings on the wall.

He remembered that the two paintings had been on the ground for some days, and occasionally he could see that the content on the paper was increasing.

Now I suddenly noticed that the colors and flowers and leaves had been covered with most of them at some point.

Suddenly smelling a familiar smell, he walked in and found an ashtray to her left, which contained several burnt cigarettes.

A pile of paint saucers on the floor was mixed with a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Cheng Yuesheng remembered that last time he left her a pack, when he was in her hometown, he had already smoked a lot, and the rest would not be drawn until now.

What I see now is not the same as what he left before.

I haven't seen her smoke for a few days before, and I don't know if it's just now again, or if it's against the yang and yin, and she's been smoking secretly.

Cheng Yuesheng was helpless, and his heart said forget it.

He sat down next to her, picked up the cigarette case and opened it, and when he saw that more than half of it was missing, he immediately sighed, "Are you trying to anger me every day?"

Gu Yingqing changed his pen, added a little more water to the eosin pigment porcelain dish to blur the color, and said with a smile, "You said the opposite, right?"

Cheng Yuesheng snorted briefly.

Gu Yingqing looked at him sideways, his eyes fell, and he just saw the cigarette case in his hand lifted the lid.

After she was inexplicably choked last night, it was like a shadow, and smoking it again was no longer the original taste, more like the nausea feeling when she first smoked, but the taste became strange and could not play a role in soothing the spirit.

Today, she tried two more sticks, and both of them were like this, so she didn't want to smoke them again.

It's just that at this moment, he wanted to go against others, Gu Yingqing took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in his hand openly, bit it in his mouth, picked it up and threw it on the ground and lit it.

Cheng Yuesheng squinted his eyes and warned, "Gu Yingqing."

She took off the cigarette she was biting, dipped it in the paint and sketched it on the paper, frowned impatiently, and said nonchalantly, "I don't need you to worry about my business."

Cheng Yuesheng felt that this was familiar, and he was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "How old are you? Isn't it naïve?"

He snatched the cigarette from her.

Gu Yingqing didn't insist, only turned his gaze slightly, staring at the green tendons under the cuffs of his shirt, the wrist bones and the back of his hands.

She was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Have you thought it through?"

Cheng Yuesheng's tone was low and flat: "What are you considering?"

Once he lacks that casual and relaxed moment when he speaks, it will be difficult to suppress the coercion and momentum.

Gu Yingqing lifted his eyes, the calm under his eyes was torn apart, and he looked at him angrily.

"You have to be with me, and you can't be involved in my business. You have to accept it if you can accept it, and you have to accept it if you can't accept it." Cheng Yuesheng's gloomy eyes locked on her face, and he casually raised the cigarette he snatched from her hand and took a puff, "What else do you want me to think about? Huh?"

He sat on the ground with his legs bent, his hands on his knees, in a relaxed posture, and after the smoke and mist, his eyes drooped slightly, and his face looked like "unrepentant" and "what can you do with me".

Gu Yingqing thought of having dinner with Liang Qian at noon, the other party

said a word, saying that a man like him is the most annoying woman who has nothing to do.

Maybe in Cheng Yuesheng's eyes, she just has nothing to do.

He's done enough, he's sent someone to protect her, she's got money to spend, she's got gifts, he's coming to spend the night here, what else does she want?

Gu Yingqing smiled and asked, "Do you think I'm particularly difficult?" If you really want me to be like the women around you, before you kick me, be careful, be nice, come as soon as you call, whatever you can do, I can do it."

She felt a knot in her heart forming and expanding, and she even began to be dazed and doubtful.

Since she is reluctant to be reluctant, and she is the one who likes him, if all he needs is the person who catered to his needs before, can she just be that kind of person?

Anyway, he just needs her "people to be there".

Cheng Yuesheng's face sank: "What do you call those women around me?"

"You just need to say whether it's or not," Gu Yingqing stubbornly stalked his neck slightly, his eyes didn't blink, and said aggressively, "If you say yes, even if you die outside later, I can just ask."

Cheng Yuesheng was annoyed and said, "Yes."

Gu Yingqing held back tears and turned his head abruptly, "Okay."

She got up and went directly into the room, and Cheng Yuesheng heard a click.

She locked the door from the inside.

Cheng Yuesheng was still sitting on the ground smoking the rest of his cigarette, raised his voice slightly and said, "Open it yourself, or I will call it unlocking."

There was no movement inside, and it was about a few seconds before there was another "click".

Unscrew the lock.

Cheng Yuesheng hooked his lower lip, his expression faded, he extinguished the cigarette, got up, and went directly into the bathroom to take a bath.

This time, no one was going to change clothes, Cheng Yuesheng went into the bedroom naked after washing, walked straight to the bed, lifted the quilt, fished out the people inside, and leaned over to cover it.

The room is pitch black, and only the outlines of each other are recognized, so the sensory sensation is even stronger.

Gu Yingqing stretched out his hand between the two, his forearm was close to his strong and hot chest, and he could discern the breath that belonged to Cheng Yuesheng between his breaths.

Psychologically resisted, her body, which was already familiar with him, reacted almost immediately.

Just like when he looks at him and makes a gesture of bowing his head, she will tilt her head and close her eyes; When he wrapped his arms around her, she leaned up to meet him.

She was frustrated by this reflex.

The skin sensed the warmth of his breathing, and Gu Yingqing immediately turned his face away when he kissed him.

His lips pressed against her face unexpectedly, Cheng Yue was surprised and angry, and punishively rubbed her face with the unshaved Hu Qing on her chin.

Gu Yingqing was indifferent.

Cheng Yuesheng was patient, "Turn your face around."

She's competing, no.

He kissed her on the lips, pecked her chin, and whispered, "You know I have a way."

Gu Yingqing's tone was unwavering: "Of course you have a way, anyway, I don't have as much strength as you."