Moon and people are still

Time flies, winter is here, Jing Yi's studio is on track, and her time is also free.

A few days ago, He Yuan told me that she broke up with her girlfriend. When I heard the news, my first thought was that we finally broke up.

Except for the sweet time in the early stage, He Yuan didn't get any happiness from that relationship, and even often had a sad face.

But the comfort on the face is still needed, so I lowered my voice very low and asked, "Are you okay?"

She spoke lightly and said it was okay.

I thought she was pretending to be strong, and I was trying to find some jokes and gossip for her to joke with her, but I heard her suddenly say, Keke, I may be about to enter the next relationship soon.

Me: "Huh?"

She laughed, and then told me about the new senior sister she met in the school association these days, the perfect encounter, all kinds of sweet and ambiguous relationships in the words, she was very excited when she said this , I can even imagine her beaming.

After hanging up the phone, I thought about it seriously, and seemed to forget to ask her if she broke up with her senior sister when she was having an affair.

"What's wrong?" When Jing Yi finished blowing her hair and came out, I was staring at the mobile phone feeling melancholy. After she asked a question, she looked at the TV, then at the tablet, and then asked, "Did you call just now?"

I nodded and said, "He Yuan broke up with her girlfriend."

She hummed, picked up the remote control on the table, and turned on the TV.

I added: "Then, she may be in a relationship again."

After hearing this, Jing Yi laughed, started to choose the program, left me a back view, and said, "Didn't you say that you don't like her girlfriend?"

I nodded: "Yes." I smiled: "So, it's pretty good."

She hummed, and tuned the TV to a rerun variety show, then turned around and put down the remote control, looked at me across the coffee table, and called my name.

"Cheng Keke."

I was taken aback, and immediately sat up straight: "What's wrong?"

She asked, "Do you dare to have dinner with my parents?"

I stared blankly at her, unable to understand the meaning of her words, watched her walk around and sit beside me, and then I asked, "What? What are you eating?"

She picked up the water on the table and took a sip: "They said they wanted to see you, but I haven't agreed yet."

Only then did I understand what she meant. I looked at her in horror and asked, "Your parents know me?"

She put down the water glass: "Yes."

I asked, "When did you know?"

"Last week," she said.

I gasped and asked again, "You, when did you come out?"

She turned to look at me and smiled: "Last week."

I couldn't go along with her smile, there was a line in my mind, it seemed to be straightened, and it seemed to be unraveled again.

I asked, "Why, why?"

She looked indifferent, as if she was talking about other people's gossip with me, and said: "They introduced me to a boyfriend last week, so I just said it."

I licked my lips, lowered my head and looked up at her: "Because, because of me?"

Her: "Yeah."

Not without surprise.

Although I already had a plan in my heart to spend the rest of my life with her, it would take a lot of courage and careful planning and preparation to make this plan superficial, which I didn't expect.

Didn't expect her...

I looked at her, speechless for a long time.

"Be confident." She looked at me, smiled, seemed to understand what was in my heart, touched my head, and said, "I love you very much."

His heart skipped a beat suddenly, staring at her crooked eyes, his heart was suddenly confused. This should be a very complicated story, and their emotions and pain should be included in the story.

Did her parents quarrel with her, were they unhappy.

But she didn't say anything, just told me the result lightly.

I grabbed her hand and asked in a low voice, "Are you crying?"

She smiled slightly, shook her head, but seemed to comfort me: "It's all right."

I looked into her eyes, and knelt down in front of her, wanting to feel pity for her, and want to love her even more. I held her face in both hands, watched quietly, looked at her eyebrows, looked at her nose, looked at her Look into her eyes, then look at her lips.

Her lips moved, and her soft voice came from the air: "What's wrong, you look so wronged."

I said: "I wronged you."

I wronged you, Jing Yi.

Before she could reply, I cupped her face and kissed her. I chewed up the kiss and gave her all the tenderness I could. I tasted her upper lip and lower lip bit by bit, sticking out the tip of my tongue. Mix with hers.

I was not in a hurry, she also came slowly with me, and the circles of paintings were drawn on the side of my tongue and also in my heart.

From the tip of the tongue to the edge of the lips, and then slowly to the chin, I put my legs on both sides of her body and pressed her on the sofa.

The person under me, I want to kiss her well, little by little, I want to kiss her all over her body.

The background sound was getting farther and farther away, so far away that it could be ignored. I lowered my head and bit her collarbone, and heard her softly hum, right next to my ear.

I lightened my strength and reached out to unbutton her shirt one by one.

When I was here, I was still nervous. After all, this was Jing Yi's first time. Even though I had learned a lot from places where she couldn't see, I still felt uneasy.

Fortunately, this emotion gradually disappeared in the ensuing atmosphere.

The air became sticky, the temperature rose little by little, and delicate and pleasant voices continued to come.

At the last moment, her hand wrapped around my arm, suddenly pressed me down, and bit my shoulder hard.

Time seemed to pause at that moment, I couldn't describe whether the pain on my shoulder was excitement or something else, I just knew that I should hug her tightly at this moment.

After a few seconds, she slowly loosened her teeth, kissed the impression just now, and lay down in a relaxed position.

The whole body became quiet, the variety show on TV was no longer broadcast, and it was replaced by a certain commercial.

I leaned against her head and looked at her, and she also looked at me, her eyes moved from side to side, perhaps because they were still a little watery just now.

After looking at me for a while, she smiled at me.

A very light smile, as if a breeze blows, around her eyelashes, around her hair, and stay on my lips.

Because of this laugh, my heart is completely crisp.

Like she usually touches my hair, I reached out to touch her hair, bowed my head and kissed her, delicately.

After she recovered, she unceremoniously took me back to her room and pressed me on the bed.

We came twice on the bed, and she said I liked the bay window, so I came once on the bay window, and once in the bathroom when I finally took a shower.

Crazy actually, I was so exhausted that night that I couldn't even breathe clearly.

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