Chapter 53 He is a Sour Pickle
Ji Yue stretched out his hand to help her fasten the scarf, blocking the part of her skin that was reddened by the cold temperature, slightly folded her long fingers, and helped her tidy up her messy long hair. Suddenly, she wanted to bring her back home impulse.
It was really cold outside, Chen Yingli hid her hands in her sleeves and never took them out, she opened her mouth to see white mist, she hid in his coat, absorbing the temperature of his body.
She hugged him tightly, against his chest. Presumptuously sniffing his scent.
Staying in the yard is not an option, Chen Yingli hesitated for a while, she raised her face and suddenly said to him: "I think Jiang Ding should go upstairs to rest, or go out to drink with his friends."
Her fingers seemed to be Also soft, delicate and white, gently squeezed his palm, "I'll take you to my room to sit."
Ji Yue's eyebrows stretched, "Okay."
Chen Yingli held his hand and carefully opened the door, Looking around the living room deliberately, the sofa was already empty, and Jiang Ding left without knowing when.
She took Ji Yue up to the second floor, and her room was the third to last in the corridor.
She unscrewed the doorknob, the room was tidy, and there was a small balcony outside.
Chen Yingli took off her scarf, took off her coat, and changed into delicate leather boots. Light pink cotton stockings wrapped her slender calves. She didn't even wear cotton slippers, and walked around on the ground with socks go.
Chen Yingli found Ji Yue a pair of cotton slippers from the bottom of the closet, which were a little pink in color, "You will wear them."
Ji Yue changed her shoes and looked around her room without any traces. The decoration is very warm, On the corner of the white desk is a scented candle, which seems to be the sweet fragrance of peaches. Same smell as hers.
He looked away silently, she had already sat cross-legged on the bed, and took off the loose stockings on her legs. The calf is slender and white, and the toes look pink and white.
The man's eyelashes trembled twice, and he asked in a low voice, "Why did you take off your socks?"
Chen Yingli turned on the projector opposite the bed, her eyes were only focused on the content on the screen, she didn't notice the look in his eyes, "The floor heating is too high, it's annoying to wear socks in the room."
She can neither stand the cold nor suffer . Not hot.
Chen Yingli patted her side with her hand, "Sit."
She bit her lip subconsciously, with a distressed expression, but in Ji Yue's eyes, it seemed so seductive, she wanted to lick her lips, Sucking the fine drops of blood on her lips, the taste must be sweet. Maybe it also has a soft peach fragrance.
Ji Yue's eyes are gradually hoarse, and the surface is still the same indifferent expression. He sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the soft and plush pillow with his fingers.
Chen Yingli had already picked out the movie, "How about we watch a comedy?"
Ji Yue came back to his senses, "Okay."
There was a curtain on the white wall, and Chen Yingli kicked his waist lightly with his foot, "Turn off the lights."
Ji Yue stretched out his long arms, easily reached the lamp switch by the bed, and turned off all the lights in the bedroom with a snap. He was absent-mindedly watching the movie projected on the curtain, and his gaze involuntarily turned to the girl beside him.
Every time she watched a movie, she was very devoted and concentrated. She stared straight at it with her dark round eyes. She hugged the pillow on her chest and lazily leaned against the doll on the bedside. The thin back was leaning against his knees, seeing the funny plot, the reddish lips slowly pursed into a shallow arc.
so cute.
Smile is very soft.
The comedy she was looking for might not be very funny. Not long after, Ji Yue heard the sound of her yawning, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and the end of her red eyes looked moist. She said, "You said Will the shopkeeper die in the end?"
Ji Yue didn't focus on the movie at all, and didn't know who the shopkeeper she was talking about, he thought for a moment, "Comedy shouldn't kill people."
Chen Yingli yawned again , "But it is said that the core of comedy is tragedy."
She no longer struggled with this issue, because the "treasurer" she was talking about had been shot and killed by the protagonist group in the next second, and she regretted choosing this movie.
"Ji Yue, what time are you going back tonight?"
"After twelve o'clock."
"Oh." Chen Yingli was not thick enough to let him stay overnight at Jiang's house, she pursed her lips, "Then let's go downstairs Be quieter when you are talking."
Try not to let the family members find out, especially Jiang Ding.
Ji Yue seemed to have misunderstood her words, and was silent for a while, a little shy: "Okay."
Chen Yingli was feeling strange when the man suddenly grabbed her wrist and looked at her face quietly.
Only the movie projected on the curtain glowed with pale white light, and the bedroom was dim.
Chen Yingli felt that the temperature on her face was rising continuously, her ears were tingling and her breath was hot, she seemed to guess that Ji Yue had misunderstood, he pushed away the man in front of him, "I'm not that Meaning!"
Ji Yue pretended not to understand, and gently pinched her face with her fingers.
He didn't seem to believe his words.
Chen Yingli closed her eyes and tried to avoid the intentional or unintentional temptation of the beautiful man in front of her, "You misunderstood me."
Ji Yue blinked, "Really?"
He smiled, "Isn't it what I understand?"
Chen Yingli Decisively, "No."
Ji Yue nodded, expressing his understanding, and then said: "It doesn't matter."
His thumb kneaded the soft skin on the back of her neck, and made a promise, "I only kiss, and don't do anything else. Yes."
I don't know why, but this sentence is very credible when it comes out of his mouth.
Chen Yingli felt that he didn't seem like someone who lied to her. Ji Yue had always been a very "obedient" man in her heart. She admitted that she was dazed by the temptation, her mouth parched, "Move faster."
Isn't it just a kiss? It can also promote feelings.
But she didn't expect that Ji Yue was really not good at family, she felt that she was about to die.
Feel dizzy from lack of oxygen.
Ji Yue kindly held the back of her head, and his fingers sank into her hair. It took some time before he let her go.
At this moment, Chen Yingli didn't want to move at all, her face was flushed, and her mouth was a little swollen.
She slowly recovered, "Why are your relatives more fierce than wolf dogs?"
Ji Yue was surprised, "Is there? I may be better in the future."
He has been patient, maintaining a sense of proportion that does not cross the line.
Twelve o'clock has passed.
She spent the New Year with him in a lingering kiss.
Trapped in the quilt, Chen Yingli gradually calmed down her disordered breathing, and said to the man in front of her, "Happy New Year."
Ji Yue pursed her lips and chuckled, "Happy New Year."
She stretched out her hand to him, "Help me get the Mobile phone."
Ji Yue took the mobile phone on the desk and handed it to her, there were many unread messages on WeChat.
Zhuang Xihai's, Yue Ran's, and Tang Yue's previous co-directors, some of them were group messages of congratulations, while some seemed to be sent to her individually.
Chen Yingli replied one by one, and then went to Weibo to send the words "Happy New Year" to a small number of fans, along with a few beautiful selfies of her.
She hasn't posted a selfie for a long time, and the fans who licked her face are drooling.
[My wife is getting benefits for the New Year. 】
【Boom, dogs are faster than men to like them. ]
[I want to make me beautiful, my wife! I lick like crazy! Tongue is gone. 】
【Is there any medicine? I want to eat CP. 】
[Who kissed my wife! I am green! 】
【Jiang Ding, is that fake high-cold pretending to be a criminal? ]
[My mouth is like this after eating hot pot. ]
[Did Jiang Ding cancel the like? Hahahahaha, what is he doing. ]
[There is a story, maybe life needs a little green. 】
Chen Yingli didn't expect the netizens in the comment area to be so sharp-eyed. How can she see that her mouth is red and swollen even after she has opened her skin? ! She was extremely guilty and wanted to delete the photo and post a new one, but she felt that doing so was like deception.
She fooled herself into pretending she didn't see the comment.
After a while, Chen Yingli got up from the bed and planned to send Ji Yue to the car before coming back, but Ji Yue stopped her, "No, it's too cold outside."
Chen Yingli put on her coat, "I'll take you downstairs "
She was still a little bit reluctant, and she sent him to the door, looking at his back melting into the night, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.
Is this what it feels like to be in love? It's too tired to be too greasy.
Chen Yingli sighed, turned around and was taken aback by Jiang Ding who suddenly appeared, "You didn't go out?!"
Jiang Ding's eyebrows were dark, his cold eyes were fixed on her, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You do n't want to go out?" The face and Ji Yue couldn't wait to kiss in public in the yard, and I was there." The
clean glass window was enough for him to see clearly what the two were doing, and he really forgot himself.
Did Jiang Ding like it that much when he saw her running towards her, jumping on top of him, and hugging him actively?
His eyes stopped on her red and swollen lips, and his eyes were even colder, like poisoned cold arrows, full of tyrannical hostility, "It seems that you have done some shady things in the room."
Jiang Ding said viciously Said: "But please remember, your parents' room is opposite to yours. If you are shameless, don't let them hear what they shouldn't hear."
Chen Yingli's hands trembled a little, she was angry.
She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Ding's handsome but slightly distorted face at the moment, "The sour smell on your body has spread out for ten miles, you must be jealous.
" These bad words hurt each other. But he suddenly lost his fighting spirit like a pumped ball.
Yes, he is indeed jealous.
The fingers hidden in the trouser pocket were pinched too much and deformed, and the red envelope prepared in advance was torn by him.
Jiang Ding lowered his face and stopped swearing at each other, but asked her in a low voice: "Did you prepare a birthday present for me?"
She said: "No."
Jiang Ding pulled an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth, "I didn't either. .”
Every year, they give each other New Year’s gifts.
Every year, they will prepare red envelopes to wish each other a safe New Year.
Nothing this year.
"Actually, I haven't figured it out yet, why do you like Ji Yue?"
"He treats me well."
There seems to be no special reason.
Sincere love is very charming.
She is mature and stable, and most of the time she listens to her very well.
Chen Yingli moved the corners of her lips, and said in a low voice, "You won't speak ill of me."
"Jiang Ding, sometimes your childish remarks really hurt people."