I Love You Every Time You Play

Liang Yue.

Jiang Youshu held the steering wheel, glanced at Yan Anzhen, the co-driver, and said with a smile: "Where is Professor Xiaoyan's home? Yuanyuan really wants to visit it. I don't know if I'm honored to be invited in." She still remembers watching a movie. At that time, A Zhen's cover-up of her home address, she was thinking that Hem was not going to take the initiative to say it this time.

Yan Anzhen rubbed her temples, and was trembling at the heart of the earth by the soft "Professor Xiao Yan", raised her eyes, staring straight at the traffic lights ahead, and calmly said: "Turn left at the next intersection, go Add green to the garden."

"okay."

It can be regarded as getting the address from A Zhen, and it will be much more convenient for her to visit in the future.

After a few traffic lights, Jiang Youshu drove into the Lutian Garden, but one accidentally leaked the stuffing. Before Yan Anzhen could tell where the underground parking lot was, she turned to the left on her own and found the parking lot accurately. field.

Yan Anzhen glanced at her.

She hadn’t noticed that after finding a vacant parking space, she speeded up her pace and drove around by the car in front. She ran to the co-pilot and opened the door for Yan Anzhen. ."

After getting out of the car, Yan Anzhen said helplessly: "Why do I look like a child in your eyes?" She slapped her feet and reminded when she got out of the car, like a conscientious little nanny.

Jiang Youshu took her to the elevator in the parking lot. Hearing this, he said, "Is there any?"

She didn't treat her as a child, just because of the love in her heart, she wanted to take good care of her in every way, not to hurt her, not to be lonely, to make her happy, and to make her feel, ah, there is Yuanyuan. It's so nice to be around, you can't live without Yuanyuan.

She didn't speak, Jiang Youshu pressed the elevator button, and said at random: "Is it good to be a child? It's carefree. The biggest worry is that the homework is not finished and the exam is smashed. There are people who love it regardless of the cost. Now, take care, there is always a shelter from the wind. Not many people can't help but sigh after becoming a social animal, the happiest time is still in the student days."

At the very least, Jiang Youshu's childhood was very happy.

Although her family background was average, her parents were still there at that time, and they loved her very much, and her cousin often came to take her around, and the neighbors and sisters next door were also gentle and intellectual. The classmates in the school were friendly, and the teachers were fierce. But she hadn't done anything excessive. There was definitely no corporal punishment. At most, she was told to stand for a class if she couldn't answer the questions.

Compared to her later life, she still...somewhat miss her childhood.

Because of her happy childhood, the people around her are very kind. After experiencing the death of her parents and relatives throwing her around like a ball, she fainted from working in college, and the money was stolen by her roommate. After stepping on a lot of pits and leaving scars on his body, he still sticks to his heart, believes that there is goodwill and true feelings in the world, and always retains the bottom line and principles of being a person, and no one is allowed to trample.

Because of this, Jiang Youshu felt that, fortunately, she was not crooked, and her eyes were not blocked by resentment for a while. She is very good, and she can be worthy of Yan Anzhen.

Having said these words, Jiang Youshu couldn't help but fall into the memory, his expression softened, his eyes filled with emotions.

In other words, he didn't notice Yan Anzhen's suddenly pale face and slightly lost pupils. She squeezed a fist and released it again. Her chest rose and fell sharply. She closed her eyes. This sudden emotion came and went fast. When she opened her eyes again, her complexion had returned to calm, and the strangeness just disappeared. No, it was so short as if it hadn't happened before.

"arrive."

The elevator "ding" called the two people back. They walked in, and Yan Anzhen pressed the button on the 17th floor.

When they came to 1703, Yan Anzhen opened the door, but turned around and said to Jiang Youshu: "Wait a moment."

Then in front of her, he entered the door and closed it again.

Jiang Youshu who was left outside: "..."

Jiang Youshu: "???"

Did A Zhen hide a woman in her house? Why do you still have to sell it at this time?

She bowed her head and sent a message to Yan Anzhen.

Yan Anzhen in the room did not hear the message prompt, but slightly raised her bandaged foot, and slowly looked around the home furnishings. From the kitchen to the living room to the balcony, four big characters were revealed everywhere: extremely neat!

Yan Anzhen is a person with very low material desires, except for the necessities of life, she rarely buys things, and has no habit of organizing things, so she looks neat and clean at a glance, even a little empty, everything is placed in a regular manner. Where it should be, the overall style is Scandinavian style, and a bit biased. Cool style, only the two orange pillows on the sofa add some saturation to the dark tone, and it looks like an indescribable depression.

She didn't feel this way after staying in it for a long time, but looking around at the moment, she remembered what Jiang Youshu said to Chen Xiao in her mind.

"Why do you need to be so neat where you live, but it feels inhumane."

Compared to the Chen family, does she seem...too impersonal here?

Yan Anzhen's eyes were dark, her lips pressed lightly.

Don't let the outside Yuanyuan wait too long, leaving her alone outside does not respect her.

Thinking of this, Yan Anzhen began to act.

She first walked to the kitchen, glanced quietly, and then resolutely took out a few bowls from the kitchen and placed them on the dining table, and tried to make them more casual.

Then I walked to the bedroom, took out some clothes from the closet, stood on the aisle and thought about it, put all these clothes on the sofa with a hand, and then bent down to mess up all the pillows on the coffee table. Things are scattered too, not so neat.

I pinched my chin and looked at it, and it felt messier than before. No, it should be more humane.

Finally, I took out a few neatly arranged books in the study, and randomly folded them on the desk. After looking at it, I took out another book and turned it on the table. I felt that it was not enough. Then I took it out of the pen holder. Take out a pen and place it diagonally on the opened page. After doing all this, Yan Anzhen nodded.

Um.

very good.

She was satisfied.

This is a house full of human touch.

No worse than Chen Xiaoshi's home.

Yan Anzhen cautiously moved his steps this time, opened the door again, and rushed to Jiang Youshu, who was bored outside, and said, "Sorry to wait for a long time. Come in, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Jiang Youshu was finally put in, frowning deliberately, posing as an aggrieved young wife and saying: "A Zhen, people have been waiting for a long time."

Yan Anzhen knocked on her forehead, with a slight smile in her eyes: "Come less."

Jiang Youshu laughed and changed his shoes. When he looked up, he just wanted to admire, "Wow, Ah Zhen, your house is too tidy, so clean, okay." A word "wow" rushed to his mouth and immediately gave him abruptly. She held back.

Jiang Youshu's eyes widened slightly.

This is Ah Zhen's home? ! What's the matter with such messy clothes on the sofa? Why are things on the coffee table staggering? Why are there still bowls on the table that have not been put in?

So, how is this completely different from the scene that Chen Xiaoshi saw in A Zhen's house for the first time in the novel?

She should believe in the novel, after all, according to Ah Zhen's personality, she really likes to be tidy and tidy.

However, the reality was in front of her, which gave her a huge impact.

Ah Zhen, has she changed into a character? ? ? ?

Or is this her in private, casual and casual? Only because the sweetheart is coming to the house so she is tidy up, and because she is not the sweetheart, she has no such worries?

Question marks floated all over Jiang Youshu's forehead.

"Sit down on the sofa first." Yan Anzhen said to her while she was stunned.

Jiang Youshu walked over in a muddle-headed manner, glanced at the sofa with a dull expression.

Sit, where to sit? Where can I sit? Sit on clothes?

There was a movement behind him, Jiang Youshu finally got over, accepting the setting that A Zhen's house is so full of "human touch", and when he turned his head, he saw Yan Anzhen cautiously walking over with two cups of hot water.

Jiang Youshu immediately stepped forward: "I'll come, I'll come, don't walk around if your foot hurts."

And at the same moment, Yan Anzhen took a step, not knowing what was hooked on the clothes scattered on the sofa, and staggered forward. It was just at this moment that Jiang Youshu wanted to go forward and take the water glass in her hand. These two people just happened to be. Staggered, Jiang Youshu's hand touched her arm and directly overturned the two glasses of water.

"careful!"

Jiang Youshu yelled subconsciously, hugged Yan Anzhen desperately, and turned half a circle so that she would not be exposed to hot water. However, in the process of avoiding, her calf was hooked by something, making two of them one by one. Unsteady, they fell on the sofa one after another.

"Boom!"

The water cup fell to the ground and broke, and there was water on the ground.

On the sofa, Yan Anzhen fell on a pile of clothes, like a drop of ink into the lake. The layers of hair fluttered on both sides of her, like ripples. In the center of the lake were her eyes, because of this sudden accident. Some were out of focus, the tear mole at the corner of his eyes was too beautiful, his chest was undulating slightly, he was stabilizing his emotions as soon as possible, his breathing was also slightly rapid, and a thin, misty pink halo appeared on his cheeks.

Jiang Youshu put his arms on both sides of her, swiftly avoiding her hair with quick eyesight and hands, so as not to pull and hurt her, Jiang Youshu stared at Yan Anzhen under her, and looked at the beauty she had been thinking about for so many days. , Feeling her rapid and warm breath spraying on her neck, her brain was as sweet as honey sauce and dizzy.

They... got too close.

This posture is too ambiguous.

The surrounding air heated up sharply, and she felt a little hot.

As long as she bends her arms slightly and lowers her head slightly, the pink lips will get closer and closer to her, until only a piece of paper away, until her lips touch her lips lightly. Together, she can even imagine the lingering and tossing of that kiss now, her lips seem to have a slight itching, and she keeps telling her inner desire.

A Zhen...

Jiang Youshu's eyes were blurred, and slowly, slowly, lowered his head.

The author has something to say: MVP of the audience: an unknown piece of clothing on the sofa.

Clothes: As expected of me!

Jiang Youshu: A Zhen, did you throw your clothes on the sofa on purpose, and wait for me to kiss you after you have calculated all this?

Yan Anzhen: Yuanyuan has such a rich imagination, why not contribute to the literary field of the motherland?

Jiang Youshu: QAQ, Ah Zhen, you slapped me, am I not the little fairy you love? Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2020-10-1419:38:31~2020-10-1520:23:55~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 Southwest White;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Slightly 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!