Memories of the past are like slow old cameras, blurry images that can't focus accurately for a long time.

It was easy to align a little, but a slightly hoarse voice sounded in the picture, low but full of sarcasm, "It's stupid." ”

"Huh?" His thoughts were interrupted, and Chu Yuhuan was a little confused.

Qin Yixing pointed to her in the photo, "Say you're stupid." ”

Chu Yuhuan gasped, wanting to say "you are stupid" and was too lazy to argue fearlessly with him, so he angrily put away the photo frame and stuffed it into a drawer.

Qin Yixing followed, his palm covered her on the chest of drawers, she was about to pull away, and suddenly he grabbed her and brought her to face him.

Falling kisses replaced all words.

The hand he held loosened and moved to his waist, and the kiss on his lips began to wander, so that the gentle rhythm was like a swaying red wine in a glass, swallowing slowly, a little anesthetized.

Holding down his hand to untie his clothes, Chu Yuhuan asked in a low voice, "You and Pei Yue ......?"

"Nothing happened." Qin Yixing took her words, but her fingers continued to intent but were clenched tightly by her.

"And what about the others?"

"Nope." Sensing a slackening, he ripped off the belt of his coat.

Being awake and swallowed into the whirlpool little by little by desire is an experience that is different from the past few times, and the feeling of trance brings an illusion of lover's affection.

After the end, Qin Yixing took Chu Yuhuan to the bathroom for a simple cleaning.

At that time, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and it was all on him, and she was at his disposal.

Near noon, Chu Yuhuan woke up first, and Qin Yixing, who was lying next to him, slept peacefully, without his usual unruly appearance, and looked a little pleasing to the eye.

Chu Yuhuan gently got up from the crook of his arm and went to the bathroom to wash.

Just wash your face, and the doorbell rings.

It was a delivery who brought a large bag of fresh ingredients, and immediately after, Zhang Yuze came out of the elevator with a bouquet of flowers.

Zhang Yuze wanted to cook lunch for Chu Yuhuan and apologize for yesterday.

Chu Yuhuan's first reaction was Qin Yixing, who was still sleeping in her bedroom, and took Zhang Yuze's shoe cover first, and then covered a few of Qin Yixing's shoes.

Zhang Yuze was surprised by her hospitality, after all, she had been here a few times before, and she only explained in words, and he had to take it himself.

"I bought fresh steak, which just arrived by air from Australia this morning, to try to give you a medium-rare taste." Zhang Yuze took the ingredients out of the bag with a smile, looking like a "good boyfriend" as before.

Chu Yuhuan smiled and leaned against the door, "It's hard for you to be busy all morning, I'll go wash and change clothes first." ”

"Go quickly, just leave the kitchen to me."

Chu Yuhuan nodded, and said softly before leaving: "I'm afraid of oil smoke, so I closed the door." ”

When he returned to the bedroom, he didn't expect Qin Yixing to sit lazily on the bed, one of the corners covering his waist and abdomen, and the rest of the body was exposed to the weekend sun.

Chu Yuhuan locked the door and hurriedly drove him away, "Zhang Yuze is outside, you can leave now." ”

Qin Yixing frowned, pinched her wrist, pulled her to her chest, and asked unhappily: "Two faces on the bed and under the bed, treating me as a tool?" ”

Chu Yuhuan tried to pull his wrist, but finally gave up painfully, and said patiently: "If you don't leave now, then stay here and come out when he leaves." ”

"Threaten me?" Qin Yixing hooked his lips and sneered, suddenly got up, grabbed her wrist and threw her against the wall, "I've played so many times, the most exciting thing hasn't been played yet, right?" ”