Co-chanting verse 121
Nie Zhao was very afraid of Jin Zhuoqi leaving, she was very insecure for a while, like a gluttonous who loved him very much, and regarded Jin Zhuoqi as her most beloved plaything, but she also knew that in this relationship, Jin Zhuoqi was the one who could leave casually.
As long as he is unwilling to save, Nie Zhao will die in that dark nightmare without him.
Nie Zhao thought of getting married, which seemed to be the most authoritative certification she could think of.
He said yes, bought the ring, and knelt down on one knee to put it on her.
But the next day, Nie Zhao forgot all of them, and lost the ring that Jin Zhuoqi regarded as a treasure.
There was only one left, and he was firmly trapped.
From beginning to end, the culprit who caused Jin Zhuoqi's sick love was just a Nie Zhao.
Nie Zhaoping lay on the bed, feeling that somewhere, it was swollen, and when he woke up, his eyes were very sore, and his eyes were full of water droplets, which flowed down the corners of his eyes and fell into his hair, and he was cold.
She lay flat for a long time without speaking, her lips were chapped to the point of bleeding, and she vaguely remembered that Jin Zhuoqi did not stop moving, and fed her two sips of water to drink, but her body kept trembling and she was choked out.
In addition to the smothered red cheeks, the whole person looked like a ravaged and ravaged doll, and its legs were numb and unable to be put together.
Jin Zhuoqi opened her eyes not long after she woke up, her eyes fell on the motionless and open woman in her arms, let go of the arm holding her, got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and looked down at her silently with her head sideways, and said, "Does it hurt?" I'm going to buy you medicine. β
When Nie summoned him to get up, he moved his eyes, suddenly grabbed his wrist, and stopped his movements.
Her voice was so hoarse that she slurred her lips.
"I ...... I haven't had a boyfriend in the past few years, so I've been with you. β
Jin Zhuoqi looked at her, and his fingertips moved slightly.
"I know."
She's so young.
"Jin Zhuoqi, will you be responsible?" Nie Zhao looked at him and asked this sentence.
The strings in her heart broke, and the air finally fell into a continuous silence, Jin Zhuoqi held her palm with her backhand, rubbed it lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Negative." β
"I'll marry you, I've always wanted to."
"I love you, Nie Zhao."
Therefore, even if you get married in the future, it is not to be responsible.
Simply because I love you.
After years of unforgettable, when we meet again, love is like a rainbow.
Chapter 74
Nie Zhao didn't go to work that day, and after picking up his mobile phone with difficulty and sending a message to his boss, Jin Zhuoqi, who had bought medicine from outside, came back.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed and had just finished taking a shower, her hair was still a little wet, and she saw him looking down at the instructions for the ointment, and was about to unscrew it, when he was snatched away by Nie Zhao.
"I'll do it myself." The voice was a little imperceptibly muffled.
Jin Zhuoqi saw that the things in his hand were taken away, and he didn't snatch them from her, but just stared at the tips of her reddened ears and said, "You can't see it." β
Nie Zhao lowered his head and said, "If you can reach it, it will be done." β
Jin Zhuoqi went outside to get a hair dryer, and within three minutes of going out, she had finished painting.
He paused, sat on the edge of the bed and plugged the hair dryer into the plug board, the sound of the hair dryer humming, accompanied by the noise, he asked in a light tone, "Done?" β
Nie Zhao sat on the edge of the bed with his legs bent, and let him blow his hair, lazily making a nasal sound.
"Hmm."
From time to time, his fingertips would touch her scalp, which was as comfortable as a massage.
The back of Nie Zhao's head was almost resting on the palm of his hand.
After drying his hair, he put down the hair dryer and uncovered the quilt, startling Nie Zhao, who was enjoying the service with his eyes closed, and pressed the quilt suddenly, his eyes were shocked.
"What for?"
Jin Zhuoqi was silent for a second:
"I'm not a beast, I'll see if you're done."
Nie Zhao frowned slightly: "Okay, what I said is okay, it's okay, don't show it." β
"It's not like I didn't see it, what are you ashamed of?"
"What did you let me do?"
Jin Zhuoqi stared at her for a few seconds, but couldn't.
"Okay, what do you want to eat?"
Nie Zhao asked, "Did you do it?" β
"I don't have vegetables at home, I need to go to the supermarket to buy them, buy a little for the time being, and when you have time to go with you, what do you want to eat?" I'm going to buy it now. β
"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes." She said.
Jin Zhuoqi snorted, stood in place but didn't move, staring straight at her.
Then he said softly, "Move in with me." β
Nie Zhao pressed the corners of his mouth: "What is this?" β
Jin Zhuoqi paused word by word: "FiancΓ©e." β
β¦β¦
When she went out, Nie Zhao rubbed her blushing face, as if she had been sold by a scrambled egg with tomatoes, and it was too easy to talk.
She found a comfortable nightgown from the room and put it on, and continued to apply the medicine that had not been applied just now, like a white ointment wrapped in a clump of ravaged red flowers, and she broke out in a cold sweat when she tried to test it.
It was really a bit too late last night.
Nie Zhao suddenly remembered at this time that he seemed to have not worn a condom last night.
It's really a bit too messy and crazy, and before he can open it, he was caught by Nie Zhao's neck in a delirious way, and he kissed and begged for love.
She didn't know if Jin Zhuoqi remembered that he didn't wear it once, he didn't say anything, and Nie Zhao didn't take the initiative to say it.
The next second, she received a message from Jin Zhuoqi.
[Do you want to buy birth control pills?] γ
[Sorry, not next time.] γ
She wanted to say that she would not buy it, as if she wanted to get pregnant.
[Buy it.] γ
After replying, he turned off his phone and went downstairs with his arms broken.
Crush was very sleepy, and when he got downstairs, he stopped playing with his usual favorite toys, and continued to sleep on the sofa with his eyes closed.
Nie Zhao stroked its soft belly and woke up the kitten.
It raised its head and meowed blankly at Nie Zhao, then lay on her lap, found a comfortable position to curl up, and began to sleep again.
Nie Zhao turned on the TV a little bored, and chose a variety show to watch, listening to the voice next to him, Nie Zhao thought that today seemed to be Wednesday, and he didn't go to work?
Now that this point is over, Nie Zhao feels that he will not return to the company in the afternoon, so he glanced at the afternoon movie on the mobile app.
Not long after the National Day, it is already mid-autumn, and the next festival will wait until Christmas and Chinese New Year's Eve.
When thinking of autumn, many people think of the smell of osmanthus flowers, which is so fragrant that the aroma will overflow to block the nose.
Nie Zhao unconsciously thought of the day when Jin Zhuoqi played a basketball game at school, a rare warm weather in autumn.
Even the hot kiss outside the venue had a strong and indelible smell of osmanthus flowers.
She lowered her head and looked at the video on her phone, I don't know how many times she had watched it, in order to prevent it from being mistakenly deleted in the photo album of her mobile phone and there was no way to back it up, Nie Zhao posted this video of him playing basketball that happened to be taken by someone else and kept it on a social page, see you, so that even if the phone is dropped, you can log in to the account to view it.
When the side of the sofa sank down, Nie Zhaocai suddenly raised his head and looked at Jin Zhuoqi, who didn't know when he would come back.
He sat next to her, his dark eyes staring at the video on her phone.
Nie Zhao subconsciously wanted to extinguish the phone, but Jin Zhuoqi pulled it out of her palm, and she closed it empty, and she didn't dare to look at him.
There is a bit of embarrassment.
"What, this is ...... When I went to your school that timeβ" Nie Zhao hadn't finished yet.
Jin Zhuoqi stared at the number of video views in the lower left corner, even if it was set to personal visibility, it still showed the number of views.
7885 times.
Nie Zhao raised his hand and snatched the phone, extinguished the phone, and raised his eyes to meet Jin Zhuoqi's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
She pushed him so hard that she lost her balance and almost fell off the couch herself.
"I'm starving, didn't you buy eggs." She tried to divert the subject.
"I bought it, and I will see things and think about people in a moment?"
Nie Zhao's eyes widened, and his tone was very resolute: "No, I have used all the real people, do I still need to see things and think about people?" β
Nie Zhao quickly changed his words: "No, it's wrong, I have it all." β
Jin Zhuoqi raised his eyebrows and nodded.
"Wait for my husband to cook for you."
Nie Zhao didn't react for a moment when he heard this self-proclaimed claim, and then kicked him with a smile: "You get out." β
Jin Zhuoqi was wearing a thin black sweater, with sleeves rolled up to the crook of his arm, his head was down and he was beating eggs, Nie Zhao stared at it for a while, accompanied by the animation sound of SpongeBob SquarePants in the living room, he stood up in cotton slippers and walked quickly to the kitchen.
hugged Jin Zhuoqi tightly from behind.
He was still wearing an apron and scrambled a chili egg, which was a little choking, Jin Zhuoqi looked at her slightly sideways: "Go over there and wait, it's very choked." β
Nie Zhao shook his head: "Don't, I want to hold you." β
Her slender arms passed through his waist, her fingers clasped together and pressed against him, her soft cheeks pressed against his back, the tip of her nose against her spine, her head slightly bowed, and finally her forehead against his back, in an intimate position.
Jin Zhuoqi's fingers froze, he hadn't cooked for a long time, and he was afraid that it wouldn't be delicious Nie Zhao didn't like it, while paying attention to the ripeness of the eggs, he felt the intimacy behind him.