lure her into deep

The night gradually deepened unconsciously.

The clock on the wall points to 12 o'clock.
Zhou Heng stared at her peaceful sleeping face, and his mind suddenly flashed back to the little fairy's crying look when she came in just now.It's very similar to a child who was bullied in early childhood and couldn't find support from his parents.

Who has the guts to grow hairy?Now that the relationship between the two of them has been made clear, how dare he make his woman angry?
Thinking of this, a hint of darkness flashed across the man's eyes.The hand on her shoulder tightened unconsciously.

"Hmm~" The sleeping person felt uncomfortable and frowned and groaned.

Zhou Heng quickly relaxed his fingers, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, then turned off the light in the bedroom, and fell asleep deeply while hugging her.

As a result of excessive physical exertion, the two of them slept until noon the next day.

Cen Jia woke up from hunger.

Her blood sugar was probably a bit low, and the moment she opened her eyes, her vision was clearly blurred for a few seconds.My head also felt dizzy, as if it had been filled with cement.

Zhou Heng woke up when she turned over.

The heavy curtains blocked most of the light, leaving the room in darkness, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night.

The man squinted his eyes to calm down, picked up his phone and looked at the time before asking hoarsely: "Are you still sleeping? Or should you go out to eat?"

"I don't want to go out." Cen Jia's voice was hoarse than his, like an erhu pulled away with a broken saw blade.Her own voice was hard to hear, so she frowned and shrank into the quilt, refusing to say any more.

Oh my God, how can a fairy make a sound worse than a duck!
Simply inexcusable.

Zhou Heng didn't know what the little fairy was thinking, but he still rolled over to the ground out of habit, poured a glass of warm water and brought it back to her.

Cen Jia was hungry and thirsty, so she drank to the bottom in one gulp.

My dry throat was moisturized and I felt much better immediately.She cleared her throat, and after feeling that her voice was not so outrageous, she tentatively said, "Let's order takeout. It should be light, filling, convenient and quick."

She is hungry and has no appetite now.

Zhou Heng was silent for a few seconds after listening to her request, then gave up the food delivery app and called a private restaurant to place an order.

That store is quite famous in Jiangcheng, and its delivery service only caters to some high-level membership customers.But it meets the requirements of the little fairy. The food is light and can arouse people's appetite, and the combination is reasonable.The most important thing is that it's not far from here and won't waste too much time.

Things were indeed delivered very quickly.

As soon as the two of them took a shower, the doorbell rang.

Cen Jia ate two small cakes before taking a bath, and she was not as hungry as before.He slowly sat down at the dining table and began to take his time.

Halfway through the meal, she suddenly remembered something and stared meaningfully at the dog man across the table.

Zhou Heng received her gaze and was a little confused: "What's wrong? Is there something stuck on my face?"

"No."

The man raised his eyebrows: "Then why are you looking at me like that?"

Cen Jia rolled her eyes at him: "Humph!"

Zhou Heng felt slightly stressed when he heard this word.He said somewhat helplessly: "What's wrong? I don't understand what you mean when you just hum."

The little fairy pouted: "Did someone forget something?" I promised to come back and give her a surprise!Zhou Heng was startled, and realized in her slightly reproachful eyes: "Cen Jia, I said I would give you a surprise if you stopped humming. You just hummed."

"..." The little fairy's face changed every minute, "Humph!"

"Pfft..." Zhou Heng looked at her angry face and burst into laughter.But then he held it back, "Ahem, I'm just teasing you. The surprise is not ready yet, I won't give it to you until later."

"Hey! Who cares?" Cen Jia tilted her head, with the word "arrogant" written all over her body.

The smile in the man's eyes became even greater.He picked up a chopstick and put it into her bowl: "I'm not ready for the surprise, but I have a gift. I'll give it to you after you finish the meal."

Zhou Heng's gifts always appeal to the little fairy's liking, but are uncreative.

But this time there is something innovative.

It’s not some sparkling rough stone jewelry, nor is it a straight-male aesthetic dress.Rather, it is a hand-pasted shell painting.

The picture format is not large, only about 50*30 in size.Above is a blue sky and paths spliced ​​with shells of different colors and types.

The composition is very simple, but it has an indescribable wildness.The workmanship is not particularly fine, and if you look closely, you can see the traces of processing in the details.But it does not affect the appearance.

Cen Jia put the painting on the sofa and stared at it for a long time.Then he turned to look at him, his eyes full of surprise: "Why did you think of giving me this?"

Zhou Heng lowered his eyes and met her gaze: "Don't like it?" But in fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

Cen Jia always doesn't bother to look at things she doesn't like, and the same goes for people she doesn't like.Even when they first got together, when she had to flatter him and make excuses for Dong Yao, she couldn't hide her perfunctory attitude.

The fact that she has admired it for so long shows that she is very satisfied with this gift.

But even if Cen Jia likes her, she still has to be a little bit reserved like a little fairy.

The shell painting was not covered with a glass mirror. She reached out and touched it again. While feeling the uneven touch, she asked: "Why did you think of giving me this? Where did you buy it?"

Although this painting is simple, even crude, Cen Jia feels the atmosphere of returning to nature.

For those who engage in design, in fact, the most important thing in many cases is not the advanced skills, but the pure original intention.

"I didn't buy it." Zhou Heng knelt down next to her and looked at the painting with her. "It was a gift from the owner of a coffee shop in a small town. His grandson pasted this painting with his own hands."

Cen Jia looked at him in surprise: "Why did he give it to you? You spend a lot of money?"

Zhou Heng smiled at him: "It should be because I'm handsome."

"Humph!" Cen Jia turned her head away, and the ponytail combed behind her head swayed with her movements.

Zhou Heng let the ragged hair brush across his face without hiding it.

I feel a slight sting on my skin, more of an itching sensation.This feeling... is a little novel and a little unique.

The man's right fingertips rubbed each other, and he raised his hand to pull her pigtails.Then he looked at her hand on the back of her head, shouting "Hey, eh, eh, eh," with a happy look on her face.

This was something he wanted to do the first time he met her.

It's childish, but it feels good.