The sky is cloudy, and the dream is like this.

Yan Ci turned over and lowered his hand, his fingertips touched something, and the touch was soft.

She immediately put away her fingertips, pulled herself together, and leaned over to check.

It was still early, and Shen Pingxiao was lying upright on the ground, and he was not woken up by her little action.

Yan Ci tugged on the quilt, gently biting the corner of his lip, and lying back down with a weak heart.

She thought quietly for a while, closed her eyes, turned her heart horizontally, rolled three hundred and sixty degrees, rolled herself off the bed, and took the initiative to drop Shen Pingxiao's arms.

“……”

Shen Pingxiao woke up in an instant, because Yan Ci was clinging to him tightly and didn't make any sound.

He tried to move her, but she reaped her unreasonable nonsense, like a nimble octopus, with his hands and feet entrenched.

"Yan Ci?"

Shen Pingxiao called softly, but he could never wake up a person who was pretending to be asleep.

He didn't say anything to her, and the pounding heartbeat coming from her chest was as clear as a pildriver repairing an asphalt road.

Yan Ci cheekily rubbed oil everywhere, but Shen Pingxiao's dissuasion was fruitless, and he had no choice but to put it up.

The heartbeat gradually follows the same frequency, and it is impossible to tell whose heart moves first.

He seemed to understand those unspeakable emotions, and the seed that was quietly buried in his heart was awakened and sprouted and took root.

He forgot to ask for advice, forgot to take care of Yan Ci's feelings, grabbed her back, and used a rough technique similar to a wrestling to seize the dominance.

For a moment, Yan Ci felt that his life was in danger.

Just as she subconsciously wanted to open her eyes for a showdown, another hand covered her eyes and forced her to continue pretending.

"Shen Pingxiao ......"

"Huh......?!"

Not only the eyes, but also the mouth.

His kiss was stiff and dry, and there was no sweetness that turned back and forth, nor was there a breathtaking infatuation, but it seemed that he was willing to put a seal on it, and solemnly announce it to each other.

A mobile phone rang, Yan Ci couldn't hear it, and her mind was full of her sudden heartbeat.

It wasn't until Shen Pingxiao left on the phone that she slowly sat up, the clothes on her body and the hair on her head were all messy.

Handfuls of cold water poured on his face, Yan Ci looked in the mirror, saw his reddish lips, put his fingers together, and gently pasted them.

This painless feeling is exactly Shen Pingxiao's style towards her.

But even if he doesn't do anything, as long as his appearance comes out in his mind, he can easily win her heart.

She packed herself up and went back to her room, there were already three missed calls on her phone, and a fourth was being called.

"Yan Ci, which beautiful man's bed are you sleeping in?"

Yan Ci put on his shoes three or two times, "Why are you so early." ”

The woman on the other end of the line raised her languid voice gradually.

"I'm early? You're not really stealing someone, are you, look at what time it is! ”

Yan Ci glanced at the time, nine eighteen.

She vaguely remembered that it was true.

Yesterday, she swore that she had made an appointment with the editor of "Love Travel" magazine, and her best friend who often followed her around for work, Zhong Pei, and repeatedly told her that time is precious and should not be wasted.

Now, forty-eight minutes have passed since the appointed time, and Miss Zhong is sitting alone in the café and has written a small report, mainly accusing contemporary young people of having a weak sense of time.

However, Yan Ci was not very familiar with this place, and when she hurried over, Zhong Pei was already looking for a suitable lunch target on a group buying platform.

Yan Ci watched her gaze slide up and down on her phone, ignoring the visitor, obviously holding back her anger.

"Eat first? I'm in for a treat. ”

Zhong Pei was indifferent, the food was not enough to impress her.

Yan Ci sighed and held his head and complained.

"Alas, I was almost buried alive in the mountain, and when I was hanging halfway up the mountain, I was still thinking, I haven't seen what our editor-in-chief's boyfriend looks like, if he dies like this, it's a pity."

Zhong Pei's eyes twitched, and he had to kill him with a straight pen.

"It's as if you're not single in the womb."

After that, Zhong Pei had to put away his mobile phone, start the laptop that had been dormant, call up a photo to enlarge, and turn to Yan Ci.

This is footage she filmed in an earthquake-stricken area, where a group of people are doing rescue work.

Yan Ci didn't understand what this meant.

"Is there anything wrong with this picture?"

Zhong Pei flipped through the next one, which was basically the same theme.

flipped through five sheets in a row, and Yan Ci couldn't see anything else except the expectation in Zhong Pei's eyes.

Finally, Zhong Pei raised her fox tail high and pointed to the corner of the photo, the handsome guy who had been coveted for a long time.

"Do you know this person? Tell me about it? ”

Yan Ci had sorted out the photos early, and those with Shen Pingxiao's figure had quietly left them for their own collection, and those sent to Zhong Pei had been checked again and again.

So the handsome guy in this photo is not Shen Pingxiao, but Yuan Jun.

In an inconspicuous corner, he was generous to the camera, with a thumbs up, raised above his head, and signaled to Yan Ci, which made Zhong Pei seize the opportunity at once.

Yan Ci reacted at this time, it turned out that it was not to find differences, but to find the same!

The few photos that Zhong Pei selected from so many materials, without exception, all have Yuan Jun's figure!

Yan Ci seemed to be grasping someone's invisible braids, his waist was straight, and he had the capital to negotiate.

"Let me think, who is this man......"

Zhong Pei stretched out his finger and gently pressed the screen of the laptop, and said firmly.

"You come less! Sisters, it's up to you whether I can get off the list or not. ”

The corners of Yan Ci's mouth hid a playful smile, stretching his waist to stretch his muscles.

"If you don't have enough to eat, your brain can't move; If your brain can't move, you can't remember this person. ”

Zhong Pei was not convinced and compromised.

"It's a little meaning, it's really invited, and I invite you to have a big meal."

Just as they were laughing, Shen Pingxiao called, which caught Yan Ci off guard.

After connecting, Shen Pingxiao, who has always disliked taking the initiative and being bound by the Gentleman's Festival, was concise and took the lead in expressing his intentions.

"Where?"

Although there are few words, compared to before, it is obvious that it is no longer hard, and the voice is much softer.

Yan Ci licked his lips subconsciously, lowered his head with a weak heart, and the tone of his reply was not as arrogant as Fang Cai, and even stumbled, and there was a little inconspicuous stammering.

"I've got a friend coming for dinner."

He didn't think long about it.

"Okay, then you guys, call me if you have something."

"Doodoo ......"

He hung up the phone neatly.

Zhong Pei, who witnessed everything, grabbed a Western-style lunch bag casually, tore it little by little and stuffed it into his mouth, and repeated her words angrily.

"I have friends to ~eat~~"

She took another bite, choked a little, drank two sips of water to calm down, and pushed the rest of the meal bag in front of Yan Ci, with the intention of bribing it.

"The meal is gone, and I'm choking on dog food."

Between the lines, full of accusations.