I Love You Every Time You Play

The central air conditioner was on, and the whole living room was warm. Jiang Youyu glanced indifferently before entering the door, blinking, a drop of raindrops on her eyelashes slid down, and it fell on her cheeks like tears, but there was no temperature in her eyes. There is a kind of intriguing contradiction.

Ninghao found her clothes, and when she saw this scene in the hallway, she was taken aback. For some reason, her eyes were a little sour, so she lowered her eyes, smiled, and said warmly, "Sister Yu, why are you still standing here? , Go take a shower, I will find the clothes for you."

Jiang Youyu did not be polite with her, took the clothes, and suddenly asked: "Do you have alcohol at home?"

Ninghao said: "Yes, I will drink with you."

Jiang Youyu glanced at her, finally there was a trace of emotional ups and downs in her eyes, did not speak, and walked into the bathroom with her clothes. On the other hand, Ning Hao took out seven or eight bottles of wine, each with a four-digit number, and placed them on the dining table one by one. She held her **** for a while and felt that drinking alone was not good, but she couldn’t cook either. I just made a phone call and asked the people over there to bring me snacks as soon as possible.

After doing this, Ninghao leaned against the wall outside the bathroom, listening to the uninterrupted sound of water inside, slowly closing his eyes.

Empty your head and think about nothing.

She is so greedy for this moment.

The person she put on her heart is in the bathroom of her house. She is about to come out in her pajamas, and may have to sleep in her house for one night. It should have been a charming moment, but she knows too well that Sister Yu’s situation is not right now. It is suitable to talk about these beautiful things, the only thing she can do is to accompany Sister You Yu, hope she can relax.

The sound of water stopped.

Ning Hao listened attentively for a while, and heard some rustling noises. It is estimated that he was wiping his hair, um, it should be starting to put on clothes, almost ready...

She stepped back a few steps, pretending to have just heard the door opening and walking here, watching her goddess walk out of the mist in her pale pajamas, her eyebrows covered with ice and snow, her eyes were precipitous in winter. Hunting in the cold wind, the undried hair fell tightly on the back of his neck, slightly dampening his shoulders. Ning Hao watched, but suddenly forgot to breathe.

"The hair dryer seems to be broken." This was the first sentence Jiang Youyu came out to say.

Ninghao came back to his senses and said, "It seems that I fell a bit this morning. I will find you a bath towel to dry it for you."

She played a word game, but Jiang Youyu didn't appreciate it, and there was no wave in her eyes: "Thank you, I will do it myself."

"Okay." Ning Hao didn't say anything, and smiled softly, not like the usual sweetness, but something deeper in it. The light fell quietly, his eyebrows sunken in the shadows, and a smile on the corners of his lips. The meaning becomes clearer.

Jiang Youyu glanced at her, then diverted his gaze.

While Jiang Youyu was blowing his hair, Ninghao went out to bring some snacks and put them on the table full of drinks. He took the lead to sit down with his elbows on the table, tilted his head and watched the bathroom slightly raised his head and fiddled with it. Jiang Youyu, with hair, feels quiet in her heart.

This is the picture she longed for for so long.

Although the antecedent was not what she had imagined countless times.

Seven or eight minutes later, Jiang Youyu put on the bath towels, dressed in a nice sleepiness, walked in front of her, looked down at the rather hearty meal, apart from anything else, opened a bottle of wine and said to her: " is it okay?"

Ning Hao looked at her stance that she wanted to take a sip, opened the second bottle, touched her, and smiled: "Whatever you want."

Jiang Youyu raised his head and drank directly, revealing a swan-like graceful white neck. He would rather stare at it for a while, slightly lost.

Without rules and restraints, Jiang Youyu drank at the mouth of the bottle with a rare little rebellious emotion. After drinking half of the bottle in one breath, his eyes poured down like a half-cool moonlight, and he sprinkled it precisely on Ninghao’s body. It's better that in this unconcealed gaze, his heart is hot and surging.

Jiang Youyu said, "Thank you."

Without the politeness and vague estrangement, it seemed a bit solemn.

I would rather know that she thanked her sincerely, so she shook her head and held her face with her eyes floating: "Thank you, I should thank you, but not everyone can appreciate beauty drinking, let alone this. beauty."

For another person, the words may be frivolous, but when she said it, she seemed to have opened her heart, and every word was stained with blood, like an oath.

Jiang Youyu didn't say anything, and started pouring wine into the glass, drinking glass after glass.

Ning Hao stayed quietly throughout the whole process, only drinking with her. When he saw the bottom, he fell down again. He raised his head and drank. There were warm yellow lights in his narrowed eyes, like the lights of thousands of families across the river. Look. It seems lively, but in fact deserted.

The two people drank to each other without saying a word, but the atmosphere slowly became hot and sticky.

Jiang Youyu can't avoid drinking in the shopping malls. In the past few years, the amount of alcohol has not lost that of men, while Ninghao is a bit inferior. After two bottles, his cheeks have begun to flush, but his eyes are still shiny. She knows what it is like to be drunk, and friends have reminded her that she should never get drunk in front of a man, why, because it is better to be drunk and too sexy.

She did it on purpose.

She smiled, but a little annoyed, she made up her mind not to go beyond the rules, just accompany You Yu to relieve her boredom, she still indulged herself, even deliberately got herself drunk, and escaped some things by using her drunk herself. , To start something.

"Are you drunk?" Ning Hao asked with a smile while holding a wine glass.

Jiang Youyu poured himself a glass, glanced at the flushed face of the man opposite, then looked at the slightly rippling drink in the glass, paused for a while, and slowly said, "I won't be drunk."

Ninghao raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "Why don't you speak?"

Jiang Youyu: "...I'm talking about it."

It's better to get closer and look at her: "Others drink to relieve their boredom to vent their dissatisfaction. Why are you stuffed in your heart." She was already a little dizzy, trying to support her body, her whole body limp, like Sucked a bone, just want to fall into someone's arms.

Her skin was burning, and something strangled her on her chest. She frowned and pulled a little away, beckoning the night breeze to melt into her veins.

Jiang Youyu watched her pull off her coat, motionless. At first glance, she seemed indifferent and indifferent to her, but in reality--

After Ning Hao completely untied her clothes, Jiang Youyu said slowly, "Don't take off your clothes. You will catch a cold."

——Slow response.

Ning Hao turned a deaf ear, threw the jacket he took off to the ground, and got up from the chair, and said aggressively, "If you don't tell me, then I will tell you!"

After three seconds, Jiang Youyu slowly raised his head, eyes dark, and said, "Yeah."

Ninghao clenched her fists, and the cells all over her body became agitated. She seemed to hear the sound of blood rushing from the soles of her feet to her head in her blood vessels, and the sound of "cooing" was constantly coming from her ears. She looked at somewhere and said "I know that your father is targeting you recently. I know that those managers have a nervous relationship with you. I know that you actually want to be a painter and don’t want to run the company at all. I know that you want dessert and cake when you are sad and angry. I know You like drinking tea more than coffee. I know you will draw a small flower on your notebook all night. Now that the notebook is full of small flowers, I know...I know everything..."

Jiang Youyu just looked at her so quietly, thinking, how can this person still speak so neatly when he is drunk.

Seeing that the other party did not say a word, she looked at her coldly, rather inexplicably sad, the fire in her chest burned, almost involving her emotions that had been hidden for so many years, she took a deep breath, inexplicably strange The eyes are a little sore: "Why don't you ask me how I know this, why don't you ask me..."

His vision began to blur, and he could vaguely see the person motionless, before he said, "Why?"

All of a sudden, tears flowed out.

Obviously the other party was the one who was emotionally broken in the rainy night, so why was she crying?

Because it is too bitter, too tired, the strongest wine can't vent a ten-thousandth of her emotions. For eleven years, for eleven years, she almost can't tell whether this chase is love or unwilling. Obsessed.

"Because my old lady likes you, it's been eleven years."

"If I don't say anything, you're going to run after that Yang, and I won't have a chance at all."

Ning Hao sniffed, wiped her eyes, her voice trembled uncontrollably, and she intermittently said: "You are too awkward, shit...I'm worse than you. You like Yang Jie. What, like her unfettered? Like her...free and unrestrained? Since you like her like this, why refuse to be like me at the beginning!"

White light flashed, and a thunder blasted across the horizon.

Jiang Youyu raised her head and looked at Ning Hao, who started talking nonsense with tears streaming down her face, thinking, she should be drunk too.

Otherwise, how could she see that fat girl with loose hair, pretending to be mature, and a little bit sluggish a few years ago.

The fat girl said: "I like you, Sister Jiang! I will marry you and be your bride! You like me too. If you miss me, you will never find me such a good person!"

Every word blew away the dust of time and fell on her ears again.

It turned out that she still remembered, she thought she had forgotten everything at that time.

This is probably the only thing that she did wrong, but she didn’t know how to apologize. That little guilt was hidden in a corner of her heart like a silver needle, because there were so many cotton wool blocking her chest that the silver The needle was hidden, and she couldn't feel it anymore.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a pair of hot hands touched Jiang Youyu's face. Before her brain soaked in alcohol could react, the shadows covered up, and her lips softened.

The dull Jiang Youyu widened his eyes under the strong stimulus, and saw another pair of stubborn eyes that refused to close.

The turmoil there was so strong that it shocked her.

Then, those eyes slowly closed.

The author has something to say: a chapter that has been delayed for more than a few months, probably not many cute to read, or I can’t remember the previous plot (face-to-face.jpg) My pot is too busy. , The pit will not pit, the end will definitely be over, and it will not be unfinished, it will definitely give everyone a reasonable ending, that is, the update frequency is not fixed, maybe one or two days, maybe ten days, Maybe a month...you can gather and watch, maybe someday think of it and find out, hey, it's over. Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2020-12-1800:33:11~2021-01-2600:07:35~

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