I Love You Every Time You Play

Chen Xiaoshi borrowed the charger and wanted to save the precarious power in the last ten minutes, but Yan Anzhen took a look at her back and then retracted her gaze. It was originally just a subconscious action that couldn't be normal. In the present Jiang Youshuyan Here, it is full of other meanings.

She looked at her, she was gone, she still looked at her silently.

Jiang Youshu used to think that she was quite generous. After all, it was easy to get things wrong. When the two girlfriends she had had made up and quarreled, she was able to retreat, even when she deliberately made her jealous. There is not much feeling, knowing that this is just the little girl's sense of security.

However, she didn't know, it turned out that she was so jealous and so small.

When you don't want A Zhen to look at Chen Xiaoshi, you can't even look at it, and you don't want A Zhen to talk to Chen Xiaoshi, you can't say a word, all contact information is deleted, don't meet again, don't contact again, nothing is allowed.

Jiang Youshu was startled by these thoughts, and at the same time there was a moment of blankness in his eyes.

Is her possessiveness a bit too strong? It's obviously not like that before falling in love.

"She told me before that she didn't know you." Yan Anzhen saw something wrong with her, paused, and asked aloud, "Aren't you colleagues?"

You see, every sentence now involves Chen Xiaoshi.

Jiang Youshu murmured silently in his heart, braving a sour bubble, but disguised well on his face, all the shock and unwillingness before was suppressed, replaced by a smile that was exactly the same as usual: "Really, how did you ask? her?"

Yan Anzhen didn't rush to answer, but looked at her for two seconds before saying: "I asked her,'Do you know Jiang Youshu?' She said she didn't."

Jiang Youshu reacted, with a somewhat inexplicable tone: "That's it, the name on my ID is Jiang Jiang, but I sometimes use the name'Jiang Youshu'."

Not sometimes, but only for you.

In this world, I just want you to understand me thoroughly from the very beginning, and understand "Jiang Youshu" instead of "Jiang Jiang".

Yan Anzhen asked: "Two names?"

Jiang Youshu smiled, lazy: "Jiang Jiang is a big name, Jiang Youshu is a nickname."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

Although these two names are both "Jiang Jiang", they are more like nicknames.

But she didn't ask any more, and stopped in time.

Standing up the ipad, Yan Anzhen lowered her eyes, slid her fingers dexterously on it, reopened "The Spring of the Cattle Class", and pulled it to the place Jiang Youshu saw before going to bed, and asked faintly: "Will you continue to watch? ?"

She is not in the mood to watch a movie now, but she doesn't want to lose her interest in A Zhen. What else can she do if she doesn't watch the movie, do we talk, and bring a sentence like Chen Xiaoshi's?

"Um."

Jiang Youshu stretched out his fingers and Yan Anzhen handed over the earphones. The two of them wore their left and right earphones tacitly, and continued to look at them.

[Since I met you, I...my life...what should I say? 】

[Fully turned? 】

【Yes! Thanks to you. 】

Jiang Youshu and Yu Guang firmly captured Yan Anzhen. The headphones were men and women chatting, and their hidden emotions converged to their hearts.

[I was thinking, I might have made a mistake and progressed too fast. 】

[Ah, no, believe me, it's okay. 】

[Indeed, you brought me good luck. I met a man, an engineer, who came from Lyon, and I met him in a coffee shop...]

Ah, the unspeakable love, stop here. The male lead Matthew watched his beloved woman trot to the engineer with joyful small steps. The engineer opened the car door for her, and the two smiled at each other.

The waiter came over and took away the empty chair across from Matthew.

…

Ten minutes later, the Fengcheng radio station, which was about to arrive, sounded. After Chen Xiaoshi came over and returned the charger, Yan Anzhen put away the earphones, put the ipad in her bag, got up and stood on the outside, raising her chin, showing her top look. Then he raised his arm and moved the suitcase down.

Jiang Youshu wanted to wait for her to move before moving her own, so he was not in a hurry, and secretly traced the shape of her lips, the line of her chin, her figure, and her outline. Jiang Youshu always felt like Perverted, constantly greedily taking everything she desires from the other party.

From the body to the soul.

"yours."

Before Yan Anzhen looked over, Jiang Youshu lowered his gaze in time, pretending to be playing with a mobile phone. Hearing these two words, he looked over and found that A Zhen had moved her suitcase down first, and he was taken aback.

Seeing that there was no response from her, other people began to squeeze towards the car door one after another. She asked, "What's the matter?"

"nothing."

As Jiang Youshu said, his smile was as bright as ever, without concealing his beauty. She carried her suitcase and walked forward along the flow of people. While Yan Anzhen was carrying her own suitcase, she quietly sent a lovely thank you emoticon on WeChat.

What she didn't know was that this emoji package became the ninth one added by Yan Anzhen.

After leaving the high-speed rail, Jiang Youshu waited for a while with his pocket in his pocket. After Yan Anzhen came out, he stuck his eyes firmly on each other's body, and the two walked side by side to the exit.

"Which hotel are you staying in?" She went over to stop by.

Yan Anzhen ignored her intentions, thinking it was a random question, and replied indifferently: "Yuhong Hotel on Nan'an Road."

Write it down silently.

The two of them walked to the nearest subway entrance together. Although it was a weekend, it was not a holiday, and the crowds were not particularly crowded. The two quickly came to the security checkpoint. Put it up, there seems to be a little girl in front who can't lift it up for a long time, and a bunch of people behind are jammed here, making noisy noises.

Jiang Youshu watched the staff next to her go up to help her mention the waistline, and the girl thanked her again and again.

The crowd moved again.

When Jiang Youshu was about to pick it up, she could hear a cold and calm voice in her ear: "I'm coming."

Then a well-knotted, slender, white hand took the suitcase in her hand, and in the blink of an eye, he put it on the conveyor belt easily and neatly, and then he didn’t care to see Jiang Youshu’s expression, bending over again. Put your own.

Jiang Youshu's feelings were almost overflowing.

A Zhen is too considerate and gentle, she knows that a pure and serious person like A Zhen is actually very kind and careful on the surface.

After the two passed the security check, Yan Anzhen still carried Jiang Youshu's suitcase.

Jiang Youshu was next to her and said with a smile, "Thank you, I didn't expect to meet you by chance and let you be a coolie."

"It's okay." Yan Anzhen dragged the suitcase, her long legs were flat and steady, as if walking on a runway, her body and posture were very temperamental.

She glanced at Jiang Youshu, and slightly picked up the corner of her mouth. She seemed to ride on a very faint smile, and disappeared in a flash: "After all, you are weak, this is what I should do."

Jiang Youshu: "..."

If I remember correctly, this should be the second time A Zhen joked with her.

Jiang Youshu wanted to help himself, and said, "But before you got on the high-speed rail, I lifted up the suitcase and put it on it. I am not weak."

Yan Anzhen saw her trembling with her suitcase, her ears turned into the color of burning clouds, her smile deepened a little bit, but she was still not noticed.

"Well, you are not weak."

Jiang Youshu nodded in satisfaction, what he wanted to say, and then heard the next sentence.

"I want to help you carry the suitcase."

For an instant, Jiang Youshu hated his unbelievable little heart, and he was smashed into this by a word.

Oh, what can I do? I can't poke my chest and say, stop, don't jump.

"Are you familiar with Fengcheng, do you want to walk around by yourself or find a guide?" The two got on the subway, and Jiang Youshu got off after two stops. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he hurried to ask more questions, so as to prepare for the encounter tomorrow.

"Wandering by yourself."

"Then you eh—"

I just thought it was not a holiday. There are not too many people. This will make more and more people squeeze in. It seems that all the people you just met outside have rushed into this small carriage. There is a suitcase beside Jiang Youshu’s feet. , The person who was squeezed up so hit, the toe of the shoe knocked on the corner of the box again, and the whole person fell unsteadily to the side.

Next to her was a middle-aged man with a bear tattoo on his waist and a unicorn.

"careful."

Her goddess rescued her again.

Yan Anzhen quickly grabbed her wrist with eyes and hands, and stretched out the other hand to firmly hold her other arm, and took her back with a little force. She fell back according to her inertia and hit her directly. In Yan Anzhen's arms, the familiar Lengxiang immediately puffed her nose.

At this moment, they were locked in the corner by the crowd, their postures were extremely ambiguous. Yan Anzhen wrapped one hand around her back to support her arm, and the wrist held by the other side was not loosened temporarily. It looked like she was holding her tightly in her arms, with a very obvious maintenance. Posture, she lifted her eyes slightly, and she could clearly see the fine hairs on Yan Anzhen's cheeks, the corners of her mouth that was unconsciously pressed due to sudden situations, and the perfect jaw line.

too close.

It's really too close.

When she is so close, she can kiss the corners of her lips easily by moving her head a little bit.

One kiss Fangze.

But because of this, she didn't even dare to act rashly, like a stone sculpture, stiffly in Yan Anzhen's arms, afraid that she would be abrupt with the goddess.

Besides, the goddess now has a sweetheart.

After seeing her standing firmly, Yan Anzhen immediately let go, without a trace of nostalgia, and did not notice the loneliness flashing through Jiang Youshu's eyes, and asked, "Are you okay, did you bump into it?"

"I'm fine."

Jiang Youshu turned off his hair and smiled.

Her action once again reminded Yan Anzhen of the movie theater, where the sober Jiang Youshu wanted to pin her hair behind her ears in order to hide her embarrassment.

So, does she feel embarrassed now?

Because she pulled her back with an over-maintaining gesture, she felt embarrassed?