Kiss the moonlight

Back in Tanyuan, it was eleven o'clock after taking a shower. Yun Nuo came out to dry her hair. When passing by the study, she suddenly thought of Mumu asking her to help choose Hanfu a few days ago.

When asked why, the guy said that on the first day of studying abroad, he had to wear Hanfu to fully demonstrate the national culture of his country to international friends.

It's too far-fetched, she naturally doesn't believe it, but one day the truth will be revealed.

After entering the network disk, Yun Nuo clicked on the files sent by Zhou Simu one by one, and she was blinded by the various styles of Hanfu.

With a total of one hundred pictures, no matter how normal a person is, they will be forced to have difficulty choosing.

Half an hour later, her eyelids began to twitch, and she yawned one after another.

Due to his excessive concentration, he didn't even realize that Zhou Chongyue stood behind him for a long time.

A total of [-] sets have to be selected. When Yun Nuo was struggling with the last set, a gentle voice suddenly came from above his head: "The second row from the bottom, the third one from the left."

She woke up slightly, subconsciously looked up at the man, and then followed his instructions to open the picture that was accurate to the horizontal and vertical coordinates.

Yun Nuo looked left and right, very ordinary.

Of course he was sincere. People love to drink tea, so he gave them an antique with money.

Yun Nuo was a little annoyed, she lifted the quilt and turned around and asked, "Third Uncle, do you also think it's impolite for me to give you the winning prize?"

Yun Nuo couldn't help but wonder what she looked like in Zhou Chongyue's eyes.

As soon as the words fell, she found a smile in the man's eyes.

"So what about the study room." She was very frank, smiling, and tiptoed to Zhou Chongyue's ear, "Don't you want to? If you don't want to, don't give me any feedback?"

After a while, the temperature gradually warmed up, and she adjusted her posture, almost lying flat.

After pondering for a few seconds, Zhou Chongyue said slowly, "For my birthday last year, your father gave me a tea set."

Yun Nuo seemed to be inspired, she was obviously sleepy, but she just didn't want to lie down so early, why?
Zhou Chongyue grabbed her restless hand, "Nuo Nuo, this is in the study."

In this way, Zhou Chongyue couldn't turn the pages of the book properly, but he didn't want to push her away, so he had to accommodate her and lowered half of his body.

Just like tonight in the study room, Yun Nuo found out for the first time that the size of the massage chair could fit her body perfectly. At that time, she foolishly asked 'is it easy to use', a love affair almost made a scene , which caused Zhou Chongyue to laugh but was helpless.

Yun Nuo rubbed his head against his chin, and muttered softly: "The moonlight is thick tonight, and I drank again."

The cranky thoughts all night, finally after entering the bedroom, the skin was exposed to the sudden coolness and disappeared.

Zhou Chongyue smiled faintly, and reached out to pinch her angry little face, "There is no rule that free things cannot be given away. Because of this, under the circumstances at that time, I was able to accept your gift with peace of mind."

"Yun Baiyuan thinks that you are just pampering me, so you don't mind."

"There is indeed an element of pampering, but it's not because of the gift itself." Zhou Chongyue stroked her hair and continued: "The age group is different, the social environment is different, and your father has his own opinions and principles when looking at things. , two concepts, there is no right or wrong, and you don't have to worry about it."

Thinking of the depression that has been lingering in her heart for a long time, Yun Nuo couldn't help raising her head, and asked curiously: "Where is the massage chair that my father gave you? I want to see it tomorrow."

And he also laughed at her for mistaking fish eyes for pearls. There is no distinction between first-come and first-served gifts, the important thing is to see who is more sincere.

"I promised Mumu that I will give it to her before noon tomorrow."

Yun Nuo choked, raised her head in a daze, and looked at him intently: "If my vision is not good, why would I fall in love with you."

"Do you have to sleep, but I don't seem to be sleepy yet."

She rarely looked at her facial features in this way, and said that the appearance in the mirror was completely different from what others saw, so she admired herself from this, but in fact, there was a big deviation.

For his age, she is probably young and out of control.

Oh, it turned out to be urging her to sleep.

Yun Nuo sneezed suddenly, rubbed her nose, and lifted the thin quilt to wrap herself tightly.

"It was your birthday last year. My dad said that he also gave you one, with head massage function and intelligent control."

The man's low, slightly tipsy smile provoked a certain fragile and sensitive nerve in her, making her more and more precarious.

Zhou Chongyue sighed helplessly, unable to resist her temptation for himself, the moonlight cast through the floor-to-ceiling glass was white and quiet, so that he could see that her clear eyes were like water.

"What massage chair?" Zhou Chongyue was puzzled.

From this, she asked suspiciously: "Do you think it looks good?"

"My Father."

"Huh? Then?"

For him, just one look at some people is enough to throw away reason and restraint.
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In the second half of the night, it took a long time to enter the bathroom.

The hair dryer whined, and she stood in front of the washstand, lost in thought, until the hair by her ear faintly heated up, and the obvious heat brought her back to her thoughts in an instant.

she:
Yun Nuo took a deep breath, Yun Baiyuan is a big liar!
The tea set is just the tea set, why did you lie to her that it was a massage chair.

on purpose?
She smiled and thumped him: "Uncle San, you are so boring."

After this sentence, fell into a brief silence.

"It's really boring." Zhou Chongyue wrapped her waist with one hand, and lifted her up from the chair, "So why don't you think about it, and put your energy for the rest of the night on me first."

Alcohol can add to the fun, but it can also harm people, it is true.

Zhou Chongyue was reading a book, she quickly kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, and pulled his arm onto the pillow.

Zhou Chongyue lowered her eyes and said, "11:30, it's very late."

"who said it."

tea set? ?
Yun Nuo blinked: "You remember correctly?"

After turning off the power, Yun Nuo exhaled and put the things back, shaking his head, trying to wipe away the last bit of alcohol effect.

Zhou Chongyue raised her eyebrows: "Are you confident in your vision?"

"Because she believes in my aesthetics."

In the mirror is a face that has not faded from the blush, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and attractive lips. The skin that has been bathed seems to be soaked in a layer of milk, moist and plump, with a pink luster in the whiteness.

"Who was yawning just now, I was dazzled?"

"Why did you choose?"

"Cold."

She didn't believe it anymore, how could Zhou Chongyue like this?

"A little bit, how many degrees?" She was about to reach out, when Zhou Chongyue leaned over, passed her and took the remote control on the cabinet in her hand.

"It's not an ordinary collection on the market. It was acquired by Director Yun at an auction. I'm deeply impressed."

When taking the shower in the middle, I accidentally slipped my hand and wet a small piece of hair. Yun Nuo wiped off the water droplets on her body. After getting dressed, she had to find the hair dryer again.

"I didn't hold a grudge, it's just that I'm used to being denied by him, and occasionally I want to get approval, but it still backfires." Yun Nuo argued in a muffled voice.

"You can try to communicate with him more and talk about your demands."

"Well, I'll go home tomorrow afternoon and have a good communication with Director Yun."

After Yun Nuo finished speaking, she was about to turn around and go back to sleep, but Zhou Chongyue grabbed her shoulder and forcibly pulled her back. He said in a slightly serious tone, "I'm talking about a normal conversation, not a quarrel."

She was confused: "I didn't intend to quarrel."