Yishi Yijia

At seven o'clock in the morning, although the curtains were drawn in the hotel room, sunlight still squeezed in through the gap, so the light in the room was not too dark. Lu Yining could clearly see the expression on his face, cold and teasing. With half a point of helplessness.

The speed of her reflex arc walking this time was extremely fast, and she understood the meaning of this sentence almost immediately.

Another day—that is, they had nothing at all yesterday.

Lu Yining felt that she should be so happy that the corner of her mouth couldn't restrain herself from rising, but in fact, she didn't know why, and she felt a little lost and depressed for no reason.

She is probably crazy.

Lu Yining closed her eyes and quickly erased the thought from her mind. The person on her body didn't press her hard at all, so she wouldn't be out of breath.

It's just that the two are close to each other, the temperature is high this season, and with her psychological suggestion, Lu Yining is like hugging a stove, and it will feel too hot after a while.

Just as he was about to reach out to push him away, the man's arm supporting her side had already moved away, and he rolled over from her and lay back on the bed.

Lu Yining's breath was instantly filled with fresh air, but she still felt hot, and her clenched hands loosened again. The next second, before she had time to move, she was suddenly pulled into her arms.

Tang Mubai got very close. He didn't use too much force, but just to make her unable to move, he didn't wait for Lu Yining to struggle, so he said first, "Don't move, let me hold her for a while."

His voice was still clean and pleasant, but it was a little more hoarse in the clearness.

Lu Yining really didn't move.

Tang Mubai was honest at first, hugging her quietly, breathing shallowly, as if falling asleep.

Lu Yining was hesitating whether to sneak away now, when he suddenly reacted. Although the hand holding her didn't move, his chin moved from the pillow and gently touched her neck.

The man's warm breath all sprinkled on the back of her ears, itchy and numb, Lu Yining held her breath subconsciously, she thought she was not suitable for this kind of intimate contact with the opposite sex. In the field of love, even if the other party hugged her, she felt that even the air became thin.

Jiang Nai knew about this, and had said more than once that she was hypocritical and hopeless.

Lu Yining felt the same way.

But now, after the opposite **** was replaced by Tang Mubai, her hypocritical energy was completely gone.

In other words, Lu Yining not only did not reject close contact with him, but even felt that it was not impossible to go further.

So when the voice he heard when he just opened his eyes was Tang Mubai, Lu Yining actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It's embarrassing when the ex sleeps together, but it's more acceptable to her than someone else.

Lu Yining was silent for a few seconds, until her breathing gradually calmed down, and she didn't see Tang Mubai move again.

The stubble on his chin was very short, and it wasn't too prickly when it touched her neck, but it was a little itchy, and the longer it went, the less obvious it became.

Lu Yining thought that he was so exhausted and exhausted. She estimated that 90% of the reason was because of her. Her heart softened, and she was so obediently held by him.

Probably because he hadn't rested too well these days, or because the man's embrace was too warm and secure, Lu Yining closed his eyes and relaxed, and fell asleep at some point.

When I woke up again, it was already three poles in the sun.

Not only did the curtains not open, but she was pulled even tighter as if she was afraid of waking her up from the sun. The room was dimly lit and no light could come in. Lu Yining glanced at her phone and knew that it was past ten o'clock. Today's screen There are unexpectedly no missed calls and WeChat messages.

The bed beside him was also empty, and when he stretched his arms over there, there was not even the slightest bit of the man's temperature, but the smell on his body still remained.

It was this taste that Lu Yining missed more than once when he was abroad.

How much do you miss it?

She bought a few bottles of men's perfume that had a similar taste to this one, and sprayed it on the quilt and pillow every day, but even if it looked like it again, it was different from the one on him.

Now that I smell this smell again, and it's so close at hand, a distance that can be hugged by a hand, Lu Yining closed his eyes, couldn't help but really stretched out his hand and hugged the other half of the quilt into his arms, and then adjusted his face. Zhang buried himself in and took a deep breath.

When the door was pushed open, she was still immersed in her own world and did not come out. After about half a minute, she suddenly lifted her face from the quilt and turned her head to look in the direction of the door.

The corner of Lu Yining's mouth was still curved in a satisfied arc. The moment he saw Tang Mubai standing at the door, he sat up from the bed like a direct conditioned reflex.

She stretched out her hand and pulled her hair, and watched Tang Mubai stare meaningfully at the quilt she was holding in her arms just now. Then he raised his eyelashes, "Wash up and have lunch."

This way of getting along is as if they didn't exist in the past few years after they broke up, and there was no complaint or embarrassment. Lu Yining blinked, responded with a slow response, and then got up and got out of bed.

The suite Tang Mubai ordered was indeed higher than the one ordered by Lu Yining's magazine. The bathroom, living room, and kitchen were complete. When Lu Yining came out after washing up, he found out that Tang Mubai made the lunch.

Very simple porridge and egg cake, but the taste is surprisingly good.

Lu Yining felt that the sun was coming out from the west, so he couldn't help looking at him a few more times when he was eating. The latter was not used to talking when he was eating. Looking at the hand: "What do you want to ask?"

"Oh..." Lu Yining didn't hide it, "You still cook?"

Tang Mubai: "Otherwise, are you doing all this?"

"..."

Lu Yi was silent for a while, and then spit out a few words: "It's quite unexpected."

Of course it was an accident, even Tang Mubai was surprised.

He originally thought that he would never enter the kitchen as a mortal in his life, but after working, he often went out early and returned late, and even the babysitter was not very useful, so he simply learned to cook by himself.

It was also at that time that he realized that cooking was not that simple at all. When his hand was cut by a kitchen knife for the first time, the first thing he thought of was Lu Yining.

He would have such a problem with his hands that often hold a scalpel, not to mention Lu Yining, who was not even good at learning advanced mathematics. At that moment, his heart seemed to suddenly twitch gently. Suddenly, a dull pain gradually spread.

Tang Mubai looked down at his left index finger, then raised his head to look at Lu Yining, and said something meaningful: "Everyone will change."

Lu Yining drank the porridge for a while, biting her teeth lightly on the porcelain spoon, she looked up subconsciously, met the man's focused and deep gaze, and suddenly remembered what he said yesterday—

"I can change it."

Lu Yining hurriedly looked back again, as if he had suffered some kind of critical blow, his heart was thumping, and it was beating fast.

Going around in circles, she might still be planted in Tang Mubai's hands.