Guiqiu the Hostess Let Go of the Salted Fish - MTL

78

After the messy party, it's the Chinese New Year.

Gong Zhi has been daunting. He was bombarded by Qiu Siyan's phone call on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month for an entire hour. Then he covered his ears, swearing that he would go back early in the morning.

In the end, Gong Zhi threw the phone away and fell on the bedside to cry.

Shen Ying also took a vacation, packing the luggage of two people in the room, looking very serious, with a small smile on her mouth.

Think about it, Shen Ying hasn't seen her mother for half a year. This time I went to see my mother, I should be in a good mood.

Seeing Shen Ying like this, Gong Zhi showed a kind of affection in his heart, holding his chin, his eyes soft.

Shen Ying turned her head occasionally and saw Gong Zhi's appearance. She couldn't help laughing: "Look at what I do."

"I feel... as if I am very happy."

After Gong Zhi finished speaking, he turned over and lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling: "I feel at ease and calm."

It is the soul that has been wandering for many years and finally fell to the real place, a feeling that has never been felt before.

Shen Ying's Qingli face appeared above her sight. She smiled and her eyebrows were soft as a handful of spring water: "Is it very happy?"

Her hair fell from her cheeks and fell on Gong Zhi's face, always feeling imprisoned. Gong Zhi stretched out his hand and inserted his fingers into Shen Ying's hair with a soft and gentle touch.

"I have imagined this feeling before, before."

Someone loves you the most, love to the bone. But as I grow up, this idea is suppressed in dusty memories like the fairy tales I saw in my childhood.

Shen Ying didn't speak, she closed her eyes, just rubbed the palm of Xia Gongzhi.

"It's just that I can't imagine it just by imagining it. It turns out that this kind of peace of mind is so good."

Gong Zhi said softly, "Thank you."

Shen Ying opened her eyes, she stared at Gong Zhi deeply, and finally leaned down, covered Gong Zhi’s lips, and made a vague voice: "You know I don’t like you and say thank you. What do you do to me, Whatever you ask me to do to you, I should..."

Gong Zhi wrapped Shen Ying's neck, his fingertips beating on the back of her neck, and then slipped down, stroking her throat, hearing her make an intolerable voice.

"Oh, what about the luggage?"

"No matter what it does, there is always time to clean it up."

The next day, Gong Zhi had to wrap a few more scarfs around her neck. She watched Shen Ying lower herself to get her shoes, and snorted angrily.

Shen Ying raised her eyes to look at Gong Zhi, her eyeliner was a little droopy, she looked supple and pitiful, when viewed from the top down, she looked like a little wolf pup who had made a mistake and begged for forgiveness. The two cats nearby also squatted beside Shen Ying, looking at Gong Zhi with an expression of retreat.

Gong Zhi covered his heart, who could bear it.

"Okay, okay... Anyway, don't do this next time."

"good."

Shen Ying promised with a smile, fast, revealing a feeling of daring next time.

Gong Zhi heard it too, glanced at Shen Ying, Shen Ying got up and gave her a tight kiss.