Chapter 76 I’m hungry
She pressed herself against his gently rising and falling chest, as if floating on clouds, her light body wandering with the light of the sky.
I could hear his heartbeat becoming more even. I stroked his protruding Adam's apple with my fingertips, feeling his breath.
At this moment, Wen Baijing's heartbeat and breathing belonged to her alone. That was the sweet possessiveness and exclusive feeling between lovers.
An hour ago, he was still saying that he liked someone else. Now it is hard to say that he missed him.
She had no choice but to answer, "No."
"Are you born in the Year of the Duck?" Wen Baijing held her hand, his voice full of helplessness, "Why didn't you keep your face just now?"
It was not difficult to hear the teasing in the words, and the tacit understanding between lovers made her cheeks instantly hot.
"There wasn't any..." She couldn't help but quibble, not wanting to admit it.
"Really?" Wen Baijing raised his eyebrows slightly, and the tip of his nose touched her cheek intentionally or unintentionally, "Want to play truth or dare again?"
Before he finished speaking, his hand moved down from her back.
He looked down at her, his eyes full of meaning and a faint smile on his lips.
The warm fingertips slide across the waist.
My heart can't stop throbbing.
Ye Zhenzhen's body instantly stiffened, her breath was a little breathless, she didn't dare to move at all, and lowered her eyelids guiltily.
"You're annoying..." She tried to push Wen Baijing away, pressing her hands against his chest.
"You really have blacked out. When we first got home, you kept saying you missed me and wanted to hug me and nibble on me." Wen Baijing pinched the soft flesh on her waist and spoke slowly, fearing that she couldn't hear clearly.
After a pause, he continued, "Is it true that you only tell the truth when you are drunk or playing truth or dare?"
Looking at him with wet eyes, Ye Zhenzhen bit her lips and shook her head weakly.
After a moment, I came to my senses.
"Did I really do that?" Confused, she asked in disbelief with her eyes wide open.
It's terrible to lose memory after drinking. The key is that I can't remember what I said or did. She couldn't help but pat her forehead and secretly took a deep breath.
"In the future, unless I'm around, you'd better drink less." Wen Baijing's tone was strong and meaningful. "It's okay to be like this in front of me. If you want to drink in the future, I'll accompany you, okay?"
There was a hint of pride in the tone, with the ending rising lightly all the way.
She thought for a few seconds, and with a little tipsy feeling, she thought Wen Baijing was not lying. She felt ashamed to be embarrassed in front of him and wanted to cry.
"No more drinking..." she whispered, her toes curling up unconsciously.
Wen Baijing put his arm around her waist, and they both sat up and leaned lazily against the head of the bed.
He reached out to play with her hair, his warm fingertips gently running through her hair. He lowered his head and gave her a light kiss on the forehead.
The kiss was free of any lust, but was filled with soothing care and comfort.
Wen Baijing held her face, looked at her with his eyes downcast, and asked gently:
"Zhenzhen, tell me the truth, what happened?"
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but be stunned.
He was very nervous, and the words he had promised Lu Yu were still ringing in his ears. Even if he was not a gentleman, he should know that a promise is worth a thousand gold, and he should not destroy their brotherhood.
She tried to cover up the truth by saying, "It's nothing... It's my own problem. I always like to let my imagination run wild."
Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously clutched the bed sheet beneath her.
Wen Baijing narrowed his eyes and looked into her eyes without blinking. Visible panic flashed across her face. Her hot and cold behavior these days, as well as the words she said in anger at night, combined together, revealed a lot of flaws.
She hadn't changed at all after not seeing her for a few months, and she still couldn't escape his keen insight.
He was very patient and coaxed her, "Can we be honest with each other? You always say nothing and make me guess everything."
"I just feel that I am not worthy of you and I am not ready to be together." She lowered her eyelashes and her voice became a little weaker.
The inexplicable feeling of oppression made her feel a little uneasy.
This was what she really thought, even though she only said half of it, she didn't lie. She was more frank and tried to suppress her pounding heart.
"Is it really just that?" He deliberately emphasized the word "just", not completely believing it.
When Ye Zhenzhen heard this, her eyebrows twitched unconsciously.
"Yeah." She raised her head, met Wen Baijing's dark eyes, and said in a negotiating tone, "Can you give me some time? I really haven't thought it through yet, and I'm afraid that one day..."
Girls can't help but worry about gains and losses when they are happy. They are always worried that happiness will be fleeting and afraid that happiness will be like a dream.
I was cautious and nervous, secretly happy but always afraid that it would slip away.
Wen Baijing rested his head on her forehead and rubbed it. Their noses touched and their breaths intertwined.
Her face was held in his palm, and the temperature kept rising, along with her body temperature.
"Zhenzhen, as long as you are willing, we can stay together forever. This sentence will count for the rest of my life."
The eyelashes are tingling and numb in the eye sockets, and a slight electric current flows through the body, instantly reaching the ends of the hair and nerve endings.
My heart softened and softened. I lay on the cotton pile, soft and soft, warm and cozy.
Ye Zhenzhen smiled sweetly and said in a gentle voice, "When I'm eighty years old, you'll despise me for being an old woman."
"Silly girl, I will be an old man by then." Wen Baijing stroked her hair gently and said softly.
When I was young, I always fantasized about growing old, reaching my eighties, and growing old hand in hand with the person I loved.
Ye Zhenzhen frowned slightly, as if she had thought of something, and asked vigilantly: "Then would you go to the old lady to dance square dance when you have nothing to do? Have a twilight romance behind my back?"
Amused by her train of thought, Wen Baijing pinched her cheek.
Wen Baijing smiled helplessly, his tone adding a bit of doting, "Do you understand romance? At this moment, shouldn't you be fantasizing about our lives when we are old?"
She giggled, her voice a little naughty, and asked back, "Isn't square dancing also within this category?"
Wen Baijing had no way to deal with her, his face slightly annoyed, "Ye Zhenzhen, what's in your head?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to tickle her. She laughed so hard that she was out of breath, and hurriedly pushed his hand away.
After pushing for a long time, she couldn't move him. She reached out to fight back and scratched him all over.
Wen Baijing grabbed her hands and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to do?"
An ambiguous atmosphere filled the room, flowing faintly around.
"I'm hungry..."
Her stomach growled at an inopportune moment and she looked at Wen Baijing aggrievedly and blinked.
The kiss was about to fall, 5 centimeters away from his face. Wen Baijing blushed and his body froze for a second.
Then, he got out of bed and quickly put on his bathrobe.
She asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"
"I'll cook noodles for you..."
She jumped off the bed, grabbed Wen Baijing's sleeve, climbed on him, and the two of them went to the kitchen.
The moon is full in the west window, and there are couples in the house.
The sound of Shang in the West, there is no shooting in the law, the sky is cold and the night is long.