he hit my heart

Chapter 24 24. Touch?

Cherry kept flashing through her mind along the way, which way Shen Zhou would invite her later
Unintentionally shy, a little more anticipation.

Until they arrived at Chuanshuyuan, which was close to the business district, an apartment where every inch of land was expensive.

Only now did Cherry start sweating nervously, and her heart was pounding so hard that she could feel the beat.

After entering the elevator, Shen Zhou pressed 17.

As it rises slowly, Cherry's heart can't help sinking and then floating up.

With a ding, the door opened, before Cherry recovered from the weightlessness, she slowly got out of the elevator.

At the door of the house, Cherry felt that it was nothing. The two liked each other, and they were not too young, so they were not very reserved at all. Why should they be reserved now that the relationship is strong?
What should come will always come.

After entering the entrance, Shen Zhou brought a pair of ladies' slippers.

"My mother comes here from time to time, so you can wear it for now."

Cherry pursed her lips, didn't care, entered the living room, and then began to look at the design of the middle floor of the apartment building.

"what do you want to drink?"

"Water."

Cherry's heart is inexplicably hot and thirsty.

While he was pouring water, Cherry looked around.

The apartment here is big enough to compare with her little bungalow.The decoration is very simple, without too many decorations, and the windows are bright and clean.

There is also a cat climbing frame on one side of the living room. Driven by curiosity, Cherry walked over in small steps, but found nothing, thinking it was just a decoration.

There is a glass cabinet next to the TV, full of medals and certificates, and several photo frames, some of which are dated.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old Shen Zhou is almost the same as the current Shen Zhou, but it can be seen that he was younger than now.

Cherry can't be mistaken, he was really a batch of milk when he was a teenager.

The skin is milky, and the appearance is also milky.

Today's Shen Zhou is a little more stable and less youthful than before.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Zhou couldn't help raising his eyebrows as he looked at the cherry standing motionless in front of the cabinet for a long time.

"Look at the milk dog." Cherry pointed to the photo.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good, and it looks good now."

Cherry took the water and took a sip.

"Go, go upstairs."

go upstairs? !
When Cherry was stunned, the cup in her hand was taken away by Shen Zhou and placed on the table.

Shen Zhou didn't notice, took her hand and took her to see the surprise.

Going upstairs and making a detour, I arrived at a room with the door open. The floor was not like the tiles downstairs, but was covered with carpets. The whole room was mainly black and gray, very restrained.

This room is extraordinarily large, like a master bedroom.

"Could it be your room?!" Cherry's mind exploded, and she turned to look at Shen Zhou.

But he saw him sitting on the bed, nodding to answer her question.

Will this be too fast? !

If you want to stimulate, you don't have to be so exciting
"Do we have to be here?!"

Seeing Cherry panicked, not daring to move, and blinking innocent deer eyes, Shen Zhou also patted the bed next to him seriously, teasing her: "It can only be here."

Cherry looked at the bed and swallowed: "."

Seeing that she was unwilling, Shen Zhou pretended to take a step back and asked her: "Want to change the room?"

Cherry's heartbeat was almost in her throat, and she was very awake.

What does it mean to change the room?
Would switching rooms ease her heart rate and reduce the irritation? !

Cherry: "No!"

"Then come on." Shen Zhou patted the bed again.

Cherry plucked up her courage and sat next to Shen Zhou, but there was still enough distance between them to fit two people.

Shen Zhou chuckled, didn't say anything, and lifted a small blanket on the black quilt.

Cherry's heart pounded, she followed Shen Zhou's movements, and was taken aback for a moment.

A milky white mankikang, also known as a short-legged cat.

The cat seemed to be woken up, yawned lazily, and got up to rub Shen Zhou's fingers.

Cherry is stupid, look at the cat, and then look at the shipwreck of the rua cat.

"Are you taking me to see the cat?"

"Yes, it's called Fuki. Tchaikovsky." Seeing her froze in a mess, Shen Zhou continued to tease her: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

"I didn't think so." Cherry uttered two words, automatically silenced, and reached out to touch the cat.

Cherry took a breath and let out a "ha", neither very happy nor sad.

It's just that the expectations were too high, but it turned out that it wasn't too bad.

Seeing such a cute milk cat, healed immediately.

It's killing me.

It made her feel up and down, and her heart rhythm was almost irregular, and it was actually her own imagination that was at work.

The bad thing is, the man beside him couldn't hold back his laughter, seeing Cherry's ears blushing inexplicably, he was so happy that he wanted to ask her: "Then you."

This cat is milkier than Shen Zhou.

Cherry was afraid that Shen Zhou would ask some stupid question, so she changed the subject abruptly, glared at him fiercely, and asked, "Who is cuter, me or the cat?"

"They're all cute." Shen Zhou's bowl of water was level, but it didn't seem to be there.

Then he said, "But I like you more."

"You just rely on your sweetness." Cherry was pleased and muttered softly.

Fuji was not shy at all, he got into Cherry's arms, stepped on her legs, rubbed against her arms, and meowed a few times coquettishly, making Cherry's heart almost melt.

I finally know the function of the cat rack downstairs.

"clatter!"

The little cat paw thoughtfully patted Cherry's chest.

Cherry was stunned for a moment, the cat in her arms was very lively, rubbing against it, and wanted to get up to grab something a few times, fortunately the nails were trimmed.

Shen Zhou was also taken aback, didn't speak, looked at Fuji's front paws, those big and round eyes also looked at him, and meowed at him proudly.

Cherry wanted to carry it back to the bed, but a small stump hooked her cloak and pulled out a thin thread.

"Shen Zhou, why is your cat taking advantage so much?! Why don't you just ignore it?"

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"No, I want to take advantage of it!" Cherry carefully removed the kitten's paw and put it back on the bed.

"How? Suck cats?" Shen Zhou looked at Cherry and gave a suggestion.

Cherry hooked her lips, her eyes were full of cunning, "Touch?"

Shen Zhou paused, "What?"

It was inconvenient for Cherry to wear a skirt, so she took off her shoes, knelt on the bed, slowly moved towards Shen Zhou, and whispered in his ear.

"Let me touch it, the real Fuki."

This Fuji is not Pifuji, but abdominal muscles.

Shen Zhou: "Are you sure?"

As soon as the words fell, Cherry pushed Shen Zhou down, without lifting up his clothes, and lightly tapped his abdomen with his fingertips.

"Cherry—" Shen Zhou lay on the bed, laughing helplessly, "Why are you so wild?"

"Wild? Is that so?" Cherry wasn't brave enough to lift his clothes, propped up the bed with one hand, and slid the fingertips of the other hand down the bridge of his high nose.

To the lips, to the Adam's apple, to the heart.

Shen Zhou didn't speak for a while, watching her eyes gradually sink.

Get up a little bit, and put your lips against hers, only two seconds.

Lie back and look at her.

Ask her: "Why is it so sweet?"

Cherry hummed, thinking, "Of course wild cherries are sweet."

"Really? Try again?"

Shen Zhou got up slightly again, but didn't kiss her.

The foreheads touched, and the warm voice warned: "Don't be wild again, there will be no next time."

　Shen Zhou: I don't know who the wild one is.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)