moonlight lure

"It's your first time falling in love. It's normal for you to be neither gentle nor heavy."

Shen Zhou cleared his throat and said something fair, "But my sister-in-law is still very kind. She just slapped you, not in the face. You must cherish her."

Ji Yanchen whispered in confusion, not embarrassed to tell how he got her forgiveness.

Thinking of her white calves that were angrily kicked against him and her pink cheeks that were wet and bulging from his bites, his fingertips once again remembered the smooth touch of her ankles, and a familiar heat surged in his heart.

This kind of heat had appeared many times when facing her tonight. It was not easy for him to restrain himself, but he had to take it step by step.

He quietly rubbed his fingers, picked up the cup and took a sip of ice water to dilute the restlessness in his body.

Cheng Su gossiped about him on the side: "Brother Chen, is your sister-in-law particularly touched to know that you have had a crush on her for nine years?"

Ji Yanchen put down the water glass and said quietly: "She doesn't know."

The two of them were shocked again: "You haven't said anything yet?!"

"When are you going to wait until? At the wedding?"

He didn't want to say more: "I don't want to burden her."

Cheng Su was impatient and said quickly: "The fact that she is willing to be with you means that she likes you. She already likes you. Your nine years are just a move, not a burden!"

Ji Yanchen secretly laughed at himself, curling his lips and thinking, this is the logic of ordinary people, but it doesn't work here.

He was the only one who knew that although she agreed to be with him, she did not want to make the relationship public, and she was obviously leaving a way out for herself.

She liked him, but not very much. The two of them are indeed together now and behave very intimately, but in fact this relationship is not stable and even very fragile.

She was too insecure, and he didn't dare to take any risks until the two of them reached a point where they were absolutely safe.

When several people stood up to leave, a young man and woman who looked like a young couple were sitting at the table next to them.

The girl's eyes followed Ji Yanchen's figure to the front desk, then kicked her companion's feet under the table, and asked in a low voice: "The handsome guy at the next table just now, doesn't he look familiar?"

The boy was busy licking his skewers, and he sneered casually: "You look familiar when you see a handsome guy."

The girl rolled her eyes at him, and when she turned back, she just happened to see him turning sideways to make way for the delivery man who was hurriedly going out.

She studied the side of his face for a long time, then suddenly realized and slapped her leg: "He is the special police officer in Sister Shi Wei's video last time!!"

Lin Dong was stunned for a moment, looked in the direction of her gaze, and then turned back sourly: "How many times have you watched his videos? You can recognize him without showing his whole face?"

Zhou Ran waved his hand pretending to be profound: "As a senior fan creator, of course, you must have a deeper understanding of the characters you write than ordinary people. You don't understand."

He snorted coldly and warned: "I don't understand, but you should hide your vest well. If what you write becomes popular, you will be hunted down by the two police departments jointly."

Zhou Ran gnawed on a piece of spicy chicken feet and said unconcernedly: "What are you afraid of? I have changed the names of people."

"I can't tell you your name, but your plot is too real. It's obvious that you are the right one."

Lin Dong tapped her with a sign, "And didn't you hear that he already has a girlfriend? He has been secretly in love with her for nine years, and you are still pairing him up with Sister Shi Wei. Is this appropriate?"

Zhou Ran turned his face and spat out his bones, confidently: "I don't care if he has a girlfriend? As long as I am happy with the CP, what does it have to do with me whether the prototype is happy or not?" The delivery boy stopped the car and ran in to have a barbecue. In the apartment two streets away from the store, the ears on the yellow helmet swayed from side to side.

In the room on the ninth floor, a girl who looked less than twenty years old was live broadcasting in front of the sofa.

She has a beautiful face and very photogenic features. While eating roasted vegetables, she talked to the camera in front of her about her experience in the bar tonight: "...he said he was a talent scout, gave me his business card, and asked me to go drink. , I went but didn’t drink..."

"...I don't really want to go to Shengtian, I would rather go to Xingqihang, because my idol is there..."

Twenty minutes later, after finishing the barbecue, she took out a piece of chewing gum from her bag, opened it and threw it into her mouth.

"I previously submitted my resume to the director of Star Qihang, and he said"

There was a sudden dizziness in front of her eyes. She thought it was because she stayed up late, closed her eyes and endured it, and continued: "He said."

A heavier feeling of dizziness came over me, accompanied by the mint smell that filled my mouth.

She didn't have time to react, her vision went dark, her body crooked and she collapsed on the sofa.

The barrage was silent for a moment, and then suddenly exploded: [What's wrong with the anchor? ]
  [You were fine just now, but suddenly fainted? ]
  [Isn't it a sudden death? ]
  [Help, it’s really hard for her to dance and drink every day!!!]
  [Hahaha, you deserve to die for being so indiscreet! ]
  [Call the police!!]
  [Maybe he fell asleep? If you call the police and don’t know the location, please contact customer service first...]
  The dark clouds under the night outside the window slowly surged, as if a hurricane was brewing.

The dark secrets hidden under the clouds are ready to be revealed.

***
  It rained in the middle of the night the night before, and it didn't stop until the afternoon.

The air after the rain is hot and humid, and the smell of grass and concrete roads is intertwined. The cicadas who have rested for a day are working hard again.

Song Shiwei walked out of the unit with her skirt in hand, carefully avoiding puddles on the road.

Ji Yanchen's car was parked at an inconspicuous location on the opposite side of the road. She opened the door and got into the car, and after fastening her seat belt, he handed her a bottle of warm milk in a glass, but it looked a little yellower than usual milk.

She lowered her eyes and unscrewed the lid, smelling the fresh smell of ginger. After taking a bite, she didn't know what other ingredients were added to cover it up. The ginger taste in the mouth was very light, which even a person who didn't like ginger didn't reject it.

The people next to her looked at her, with a faint look of expectation in their dark eyes: "Is that okay?"

Song Shiwei nodded, took two sips and screwed on the lid: "It's pretty good."

It was the evening rush hour and the traffic was heavy, which greatly extended the time the two of them spent on the road.

In front of the red light, Ji Yanchen turned to look at her and remained silent for a long time. Song Shiwei felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and asked softly: "What are you doing?"

He replied calmly: "Look at my girlfriend who I haven't seen for a day."

Song Shiwei pursed her lips slightly, and he took her hand and squeezed it hard. He rubbed her soft knuckles with his rough fingertips and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to eat?"

She thought for a moment and looked at him sideways: "What are you good at?"

In the cold fresh food section of the supermarket, Ji Yanchen leaned over the shelves and skillfully selected ingredients.

Song Shiwei looked at the eels and steaks in the shopping cart, as well as a few cooking ingredients that she couldn't name. She thought to herself that what he said last time about making something casual was really not modest. It was because she was too blind to recognize Taishan.

With this thought in her mind, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and look at him a few more times. His angular and straight face lost a bit of its usual harshness in front of the shelves that were leisurely filled with white mist, exuding the brilliance of human fireworks.