Wen Ji was arrested.

She pinched the network cable in her hand and was righteous and awe-inspiring: "If you don't pretend to me, I'll come by myself, and your door is already open, why don't you say that this is an invitation?" ”

Qubbling.

Zhang Chuyue's gaze approached, she shrank in, and his voice fell in a low voice: "Come out." ”

Wen Ji looked inward: "Then you go away." ”

Zhang Chuyue's long legs were sideways to the side, giving Wen Ji a passage, but he didn't know whether it was danger or safety.

"Bring the whip."

His indifferent words made Wen Ji's heart pound, and he turned his eyes to look at him suddenly: "I didn't settle the account when you pinched my chin just now, you are going to pump me now!" ”

The man's lips smiled as he watched her arguing there, and said in a calm tone: "One yard is one yard, you can't flatten it, you can hit me." ”

Wen Ji choked, "That, then my network cable ......"

"I'll fill it for you after I finish pumping."

Wen Ji inhaled and walked out of the door angrily: "You'd better put on two locks next time!" ”

He leaned idly against the door, with a gray shoulder vest on his body, and when his hands were in his pockets, the muscles on his arms were vigorous, which was the strength that had not been lost when he carried it just now, and he pulled his lips and smiled at this moment: "Funny, I can still be eaten by you when you come in." ”

If a husband and wife sleep in separate rooms, what are the two locks on the husband's door?

However, at this moment, Wen Ji's pattern opened, turned back to him and smiled faintly, and said softly: "Maybe." ”

It's best to pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare him.

Zhang Chuyue's brows froze suddenly, and Wen Ji found that every time he was choked, his breathing would sink like a bull.

"Oh, one hand over the whip, the other hand over the network cable."

"Where?"

His voice was born rough, so Wen Ji was frightened when he roared, but as soon as he pressed his voice, he would feel a kind of careless hoarseness.

Wen Ji swallowed lightly and said, "It's you who make the mistake first, I'll smoke first." ”

"So I asked you where you smoked?"

Wen Ji was stunned for a moment, it turned out that he asked her to pick it, this ...... I'm so embarrassed.

She pointed to his upper body and said solemnly: "Lian Po is also guilty of this crime. ”

"Don't compare,"

Zhang Chuyue crossed his hands on his chest as he spoke, lifted the corners of his clothes, took off his shirt, and said, "Back or chest?" ”

At this moment, Wen Ji's eyes were already wide, and he stood in place stupidly.

"Zhang, Zhang Chuyue!"

Her eyes dodged quickly, not knowing whether to look at him or the ground, and she didn't know whether to pick her chest or back, and said in a panic: "Who told you to take off your clothes!" ”

"You're the one who pleaded guilty."

"Then you also said don't compare it."

"What do people do, what do we do?"

He said impatiently clasping his hands around his chest, "Hurry up." ”

His arms were still squeezing his chest, and Wen Ji felt bigger!

"Back, back!"

Turn around, turn around!

Wen Ji wants to recite the six roots of purity in his heart.

Zhang Chuyue turned his back, but this gave Wen Ji the opportunity to brazenly admire the male line, his back was wide and straight, the shoulder blades were squeezed out of the depression because of the bulging muscles on both sides, and the latissimus dorsi was full and strong, and it was an inverted triangle downward, digging a groove at the back spine.

"How many strokes?"

He asked in a low voice, Wen Ji was startled, and hurriedly slapped him on the shoulder, saying, "Okay, okay." ”

Zhang Chuyue's Adam's apple rolled, the strength of this pumping was soft, it didn't hurt, and it was itchy like scratching his heart with a hundred claws, he put his clothes back, so that the clothes could rub against the area that she had scratched.

Turning around, she consciously stretched out her palm.

Zhang Chuyue raised his eyebrows, folded the small leather whip with the length of his arm, and slid down in the void of her palm with a curved arc angle, the kitten retracted his hand sensitively, and the next second, he held her wrist, and saw her apricot eyes flutter her eyelashes in fright, and the whip slapped down.

"Ahh

Wen Ji screamed, Zhang Chuyue frowned, and remembered a sentence-

Just like the warbler just cries.

The so-called punishment, the real deterrent is not the beating, but the psychological unknown fear when he is about to be beaten, Wen Ji was shaken by him, and held his wrist to accept his pump, really shocked, and when he reacted, he shouted: "Zhang Chuyue, you make it bad!" ”

"See for yourself, is it red?"

She is greedy for the palm of her hand, only itchy.

"I'll do the same next time!"

Wen Ji snorted: "I'll slide you first, and I'll whip you hard when you react!" ”

"Huh."

He looked disapproving: "Your strength is just like the one I just flickered just now, which means that you didn't fight." ”

Wen Ji was so anxious to jump to his feet when he was provoked: "Zhang Chuyue, you are so annoying to talk!" ”

"I'll just talk about things, if you don't talk back, I'll get angry?"

"It's obvious that you're the one who tops me!"

As soon as Wen Ji's words fell, Zhang Chuyue's original strength in holding her wrist suddenly tightened, dragged her to him, and said in a suppressed voice: "If this is the case, I will pump more than just the palm of my hand." ”

Wen Ji's heart suddenly emptied.

Zhang Chuyue's eyelashes came into view clearly, and the sudden approach made her nose full of Zhang Chuyue's breath, unfamiliar, and strongly occupied.

Wen Ji was so frightened that the tip of his nose was sour, and his eyes were also sour, and he saw Zhang Chuyue slashing across the stunned pupils.

She looked at the thorns, but it was a flower, and she was afraid that a petal would fall off if she scraped it with her fingers.

Wen Ji saw that his Adam's apple was rolling, her mouth was deflated aggrievedly, and when she was about to cry, she heard him suppress his voice and say:

"I'll let you call back."

His voice was lowered again, even his head was lowered, and he leaned against the door, his breath falling on her face.

Wen Ji's heart was boiled warmly, it was too uncomfortable, she said with red eyes: "Even if I fight, you will mock me for being boring." ”

Zhang Chuyue's pupils were dark, "You are full of energy, I ...... just now"

Wen Ji raised her eyes to look at him, and Zhang Chuyue racked her brains to come up with a sentence to coax her: "It's pretended, but in fact, it's like being burned there." ”

Her mouth hooked.

Zhang Chuyue didn't know if her red eyes were half-truths and half-truths, anyway, they were enough for him.

At noon, Zhang Chuyue connected the network cable for her.

Wen Ji heard him say in the kitchen to try the Internet, boiled beef ribs were stewed in a small pot, a network cable was placed on the desk in the room, and the account number and password of the wireless network were written on a sticky note, and the computer measured the network speed, which was faster than Wi-Fi.

"Zhang Chuyue, let's get it after eating."

Wen Ji stood at the door of the hall and looked into the courtyard, the man was wearing an army green T-shirt, and his back was dark in the bright sunlight.

The beef ribs stewed over a firewood fire are soft and creamy, sliced and plated, dipped in water with millet spicy and shallots and coriander, fried in sesame oil, and finally drizzled with oyster sauce light soy sauce and half a spoonful of beef broth.

Then pour white radish and a little freshly ground white pepper into the beef broth, this dish is simple and delicious.

When Zhang Chuyue sat down, Wen Ji didn't say anything, the two of them ate quietly, and occasionally saw him with a chopstick beef, his eyes couldn't help but raise to look at him, noticed his gaze and quickly lowered his head to hide.

"It's delicious."

When his words fell, Wen Ji poked the chopsticks of the bowl, as if he saw a blooming flower from the rice.

The noonday sun lay straight on the concrete floor of the courtyard, and also shone into the lintel, and the golden light stretched to Wen Ji's feet.

Zhang Chuyue continued to play on the sofa in the courtyard after eating, while Wen Ji yawned.

"Zhang Chuyue, I'll sleep for a while, and you can rest too."

Actually, she didn't mean to care about him, but-

Don't look for me while my sister is sleeping.

After explaining, she entered the house, and saw that the water in the cup was empty, turned around and went out to the living room, the window was facing the courtyard, and she saw Zhang Chuyue taking off his shirt.

The scorching sun scorched, he wiped a few handfuls of sweat on his chest, and threw it sideways under the porch, Wen Ji shrank violently, as if the clothes were thrown at her.

But she stood in the room, through the window, Zhang Chuyue couldn't see her.

It was just that the chainsaw was shaking, and the muscles in his back and arms were at their best, and the thick wood of his arms was easily removed.

Wen Ji turned around in a panic and didn't look at the scene in the courtyard.

"Didi Didi~"

The mobile phone on the bedside vibrated loudly, and Wen Ji in the dream thought that Zhang Chuyue was holding a chainsaw to grind in her ear, which scared her to wake up directly!

In the afternoon, Wen Ji came out with a straw hat on, saw Zhang Chuyue in the yard dressed, and shouted to him: "I'll go to the cowshed." ”

The sun was no milder than midday, so how could he put his clothes on?

She stuffed a bottle of water into her bag and went to the cowshed, when she came out and suddenly remembered something important—

"Zhang Chuyue, the key to the cowshed!"

She walked back to the yard, and halfway through her words, she saw her husband taking off his shirt and committing the crime.

The vest stuck on her arm was put on, and Wen Ji suddenly understood that he would take off his clothes while she was away.

Oh?

"You don't need to sweep the cowshed, just feed it."

He looked a little uncomfortable.

Wen Ji leaned against the door with his hands on his chest at this moment: "When I asked me to whip just now, I didn't let you take it off, but you took it off, it will be so hot that you are reserved." ”

He's obviously guarding against her~

Zhang Chuyue said calmly: "Could it be that your whip is tickling through your clothes?" ”

He is a bit of a straight man, and if he is beaten, he must be really beaten, and he has to be 100% sticky to the flesh.

Wen Ji held the straw hat and nodded: "It seems to be the same when Lian Po is guilty of Jing, meat...... Strip? Undressing is also a form of punishment. ”

I almost forgot the "Historical Records" I memorized in high school.

At this time, Zhang Chuyue was more and more impatient, and Gao Ling's eyebrows pressed her eyelashes to look at her: "Why don't you go quickly, do you want to starve the cow?" ”

Wen Ji said "oh", just walked out of the door, and suddenly turned around again, Zhang Chuyue originally lowered his head to saw, let her look at it and raise her eyes to look at her: "What's the matter, ancestor." ”

The speckled light under the straw hat reflected on her cheeks, Wen Ji opened her lips, her cheeks were a little red after only a while, and said to him: "If you feel hot, take it off, I don't mind." ”

Zhang Chuyue: "......"

His eyes were fixed on her.

After Wen Ji finished speaking, she felt that this was not something she should say, and stammered: "Of course, if you don't mind, when I don't say it, you can endure the hot sweat yourself." ”

Just as she said something and turned to go out, a voice came from behind her: "Didn't you say that undressing is a punishment?" ”

Wen Ji blurted out: "I don't watch it again!" ”

Zhang Chuyue said "um": "Then next time." ”

Wen Ji looked back stunned: "What next time?" ”

He tugged at his lower lip, and the corners of his long narrow eyes were slightly sideways, embellished with the light and shadow of the sun, and said, "When someone does something wrong." ”