moonlight lure

Song Shiwei put her hands on her sides, kicked him in the waist, and said angrily, "It's all your fault."

"Why blame me?"

"If you remind me to take it off before going out, will the ring be lost?"

"I" Ji Yanchen laughed dumbly, "Honey, you have changed. You didn't treat me like this when you were in love."

She asked with a straight face: "How am I doing?" He complained boldly: "Now that you have successfully obtained me, you have revealed your true colors and no longer makes any sense."

Song Shiwei was amused by him and scolded him for being shameless. He retaliated by tickling the soles of her feet. She was the most ticklish, and her body leaned back uncontrollably due to the struggle. He pressed down, kissed her hard on the lips, and gave a serious warning: "Don't cry except in bed from now on." "

Thinking of what happened just now, she felt very depressed and aggrieved. She raised her head and bit his chin, wanting to vent her emotions and seek comfort: "But I still feel very uncomfortable."

This time the man no longer coaxed her patiently and gently, but touched her face and said meaningfully: "Be good, I will make you feel comfortable."

After the words fell, he clasped her neck with his big palm and kissed her fiercely. Soon her black eyelashes were wet and her breathing was rapid. The oxygen between her lips and teeth was drained by him, as if he wanted to seal her and drown her in this kiss.

He let go of her neck and was replaced by his hot and hot breath. The tips of his teeth rubbed the skin on her neck wetly, and his lips pressed against the collarbone and kissed her passionately. She half-closed her eyes and gasped softly, and out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of the moonlight filtering in through the window, as well as the white mist from the bedside incense.

She closed her eyes and raised her arms, hugging him softly.

***

Because they were in an unfamiliar environment, both of them got into the mood faster than usual. At the end of the night, Song Shiwei lay on the bed in her pajamas, so tired that her consciousness was suspended.

Ten minutes later, the culprit came out of the bathroom, dried his hair, turned off the light, went to bed, turned her over and held her in his arms. She didn't want to move, but he didn't stop. He lowered his head and nibbled on her face like a puppy until it was wet. She was so annoyed by him that she pushed his face away hard and turned her back to him.

He hugged her behind him: "Go to sleep, baby."

She ignored him, and he lowered his head and continued to whisper in her ear, "We'll leave at five o'clock tomorrow. I'll call you."

Song Shiwei opened her eyes suddenly, and her sleepiness disappeared instantly: "What did you say?"

The person behind him also felt a little guilty, coughed lightly and said, "Get up at 4:30 tomorrow morning."

She turned over and grabbed his neck, gritting her teeth:

"Ji Yanchen!!!"

He knew clearly that he would have to get up so early tomorrow, but he was so unruly tonight. Fortunately, they came back early today because they lost things, otherwise they would have stayed up until the early hours of the morning with his energy!

Ji Yanchen leaned on the pillow and suppressed laughter and coughed twice, but did not pull her hand, but secretly held her waist steady.

He allowed her to vent her hatred on him for a long time. Song Shiwei was still angry and kicked him out of the quilt angrily. She wrapped herself tightly and retreated to the other end of the big bed, warning coldly: "Don't come over!"

The guilty person behind her was silent for only five seconds, and called her pitifully: "Wife."

Song Shiwei closed her eyes and remained unmoved.

"Weiwei."

She pursed her lips, indifferent.

"Baby, I'm cold."

She covered her ears with the corner of her quilt and vowed to ignore it.

There was absolutely no movement in the room now, and the air was filled with a faint rose-scented silence.

My body was in an extremely tired and low-power state, and sleep quickly came over me as soon as I calmed down. In a daze, Song Shiwei heard the rustle of leaves outside the window. The sound in her daze was getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer, as if it was coming from underneath her.

She felt strange in her heart, but her consciousness was really hazy. It wasn't until her back pressed against a solid body that she slowly came back to reality, her voice a little hoarse: "Who asked you to come here?"

Ji Yanchen's tone was innocent: "I didn't move. It was you who came to my place."

Song Shiwei slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was far enough away from the bed for two more people, and that the sheet that had been hanging to the ground had been pulled up a lot. She didn't need to think about it to know who had done it.

She pursed her lower lip and said nothing. The person behind her was also very perceptive in the dark. With her acquiescence, she quickly lifted a corner of the quilt and got in to hug her. It seemed like he wasn't lying just now. He felt cold after being outside for a while. Song Shiwei pushed him with her elbow: "You're cold, stay away from me."

He ignored her and kissed her on the back of her neck:

"Baby, are you feeling better?"

She pursed her lips slightly and said nothing.

After doing it for so long, she still couldn't find the energy to think about losing the ring.

He held her hand and clasped his fingers slowly. After this, her sleepiness faded away, and she heard him say quietly: "Your reaction today is greater than I expected."

She frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

He whispered back: "The ring is something external to the body."

They are unfamiliar with the place here, personal safety comes first, and it doesn't matter whether the rest of the things are lost or stolen.

Song Shiwei did not agree with his point of view and stubbornly said: "It is an external thing that is very important to me."

He smiled lightly and pinched her face: "How important is it?"

Without thinking, she said: "The most important thing is first."

She has always had a strong attachment to this item of special meaning, perhaps because she has been experiencing separation from the people closest to her since she was a child, so she subconsciously places her emotions on it. She has always cherished such things. She did not throw away the last doll given to her by Song and Tang Dynasty until she moved to university. The bracelet that Ms. Jiang gave her was lost in Huping. She was extremely sad and blamed herself. It took a long time after she returned to Chengdu. Then I slowly let go.

Although they had not worn this pair of rings for a long time, they had chosen them together on the day they received the certificate. The two people's initials and wedding date were engraved on the inside of the ring. Her ring had the moon engraved in Greek, and his ring had the moon engraved in Greek. It says sea area.

This is a commemorative item with deep meaning for the two of them, and is certainly not an ordinary personal possession.

The person behind him heard the words and asked quietly: "It is the most important, then where am I?"

I have never seen such a man, who is even jealous of the ring.

Song Shiwei laughed softly, and he grabbed her shoulders and turned her body around, forcing her to answer directly. She reluctantly pulled her lips, raised her head and kissed him gently on the face: "You are not something external to me, Officer Ji."

The person in front of her was stunned for a moment, then smiled and hugged her tightly. Seeing that he was so satisfied, she deliberately changed the subject and whispered in his ear: "You are my puppy."

He hummed with a smile, and seemed to be equally satisfied with his status. He lowered his head and bit the tip of her pretty nose: "Then is your puppy or the ring more important?"

Song Shiwei opened her lips. After a moment, she lowered her eyelashes and said in a very soft voice, "You are important."

"Then let's move on to this matter and stop worrying about it." "Yes." "

"Go back and buy another pair."

"it is good."

"You take the money."

"Actually, it's not necessary to wear it."

They laughed at the same time. He rubbed her face and said in a low voice: "Okay, your puppy said, good night, see you tomorrow."

She pursed her lips, closed her eyes and leaned into his arms:

"See you tomorrow."

I look forward to meeting you every tomorrow for the rest of my life.