She is the moonlight in the dark night

Outside the window, the sun is just right.

Shining on Ji Yingying's body, it was so warm that one couldn't help but want to take a nap.

Ji Yingying didn't relax, she crossed her hips and stared at the "culprit" with a satisfied smile on her face. If it wasn't for him, how could she sleep until noon.

He was wearing a half-open shirt, and the straight collarbone and the outline of the chest were faintly exposed through the neckline.

It turned out that there was no opening so wide.

It should have been when Ji Yingying turned around just now, she accidentally rubbed away.

"When are you leaving for dinner?"

Ji Yingying avoided his chest and glanced at the phone screen in her hand.

There is time on it.

11:23 in the morning, close to twelve noon.

She somewhat forgot whether Huo Zheng mentioned lunch or dinner.

It is almost eleven o'clock now.

It shouldn't be lunch, probably dinner.

"Dinner will be served at seven o'clock in the evening."

Huo Zheng walked behind the cooking table, where there was a coffee machine.

It's the kind of coffee machine that looks professional.

Ji Yingying's eyes were attracted by the coffee machine over there, and she followed Huo Zheng to the coffee machine.

"Isn't this a decoration?"

Ji Yingying was leaning against the cooking table next to her. Her elbows were propped on the table, her body was slightly tilted, her long legs under the shorts overlapped, her long hair like a waterfall fell on her shoulders, and the ends of her hair were He hooked the collar of her T-shirt softly, and while it was exposed, it got into the collar.

When Huo Zheng looked back with his coffee cup, he saw this scene.

She leaned halfway, relying on her slender elbows and her round toes in slippers to support the weight of her whole body.

Ji Yingying's temperament is elegant, even with some rare classical temperament.

But when she was wearing a baggy T-shirt and shorts and leaning on the cooking table, she was casual and charming.

Like an untainted fairy who has fallen into the world of mortals, her cold and distant appearance has been artificially stained with an aura that belongs to him alone.

Huo Zheng blinked to cover up the darkness in his eyes. He directly pulled her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Ji Yingying froze for a moment, then panicked.

Her waist is still sore!Again?

Just as Ji Yingying started to struggle, she felt a cold, hard object being stuffed into her hand.

She looked down, only to realize that it was the coffee cup that Huo Zheng stuffed into her hand.

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

Huo Zheng chuckled. The two of them were very close. He was afraid that his voice would shock her, so he deliberately lowered his voice.

His voice was inherently magnetic, and the deliberately low and deep voice was like the aftershock of the strings of a cello. Ji Yingying's heart felt as if it had been carried by a feather and itched slightly.

She said stiffly, "I know you want to give me a coffee cup, what's the matter?"

She didn't want to admit that she was wrong just now.

She thought Huo Zheng was going to have something with her just now.

Ji Yingying's ears were reddish, she was a little nervous.

Although she didn't know how Huo Zheng would break through her excuses, she was always anxious, afraid that Huo Zheng would tell her true feelings in the next moment.

In front of Huo Zheng, Ji Yingying had given up struggling most of the time.

Counting everything, she couldn't count Huo Zheng.

Fortunately, Huo Zheng was in a good mood today, so he didn't expose her little thoughts.

He put Ji Yingying between the cooking table and him, and raised his hand to open the cabinet.

There was a sound from above, and Ji Yingying subconsciously raised her head to look over, and saw that the cupboard above was filled with various coffee containers.

Some come in jars, others in paper bags.

There are foreign languages ​​that Ji Yingying knows and some that she doesn't.

The moment she raised her head, the special aroma of coffee slowly descended and filled her nose.

Although Ji Yingying's height of 1.6 meters is already relatively tall among girls, Huo Zheng is still much taller than her, a height that Ji Yingying can't reach, so he casually raised his hand and opened the cabinet door.

"Which do you like to drink?"

Huo Zheng felt Ji Yingying raised her head in his arms, and he lowered his eyes lightly, and saw her wide-open eyes.

Her pupils are light brown, which is a natural light color, not the color of cosmetic contact lenses.

Huo Zheng has never seen such eyes, even Ji Ruoruo and Ji Fangchen, although their eyes are brown, they are not as light brown.

Her eyes looked very transparent, like glass balls that she would play with when she was a child.

The glass ball should be clear for a lifetime.

At this moment, his figure was reflected in her eyes, and Huo Zheng could see that there was a little him in her eyes.

He rolled his Adam's apple, bent down, and kissed her smooth forehead.

Ji Yingying wasn't actually looking at Huo Zheng.

Being kissed by him, he raised his head inexplicably.

She wanted to raise her hand to touch the place he touched, but her arm was blocked by his hand on the cooking table in front.

"Whatever, I don't drink coffee often, and I don't know which one is better."

After she finished speaking, she pushed Huo Zheng's arm, trying to get away from him.

Because of Huo Zheng's posture, she was trapped between Huo Zheng and the coffee machine.

Huo Zheng didn't get out of the way, and turned on the coffee machine directly. He warmed the coffee cup on the machine first.

After that, another bag of coffee was taken from above.

Wrapping Ji Yingying in his arms, he kept making movements with his hands.

He skillfully ground the coffee beans, then flattened the coffee powder and placed them in the machine. With the water pump turned on, the brewed coffee flowed into the pre-warmed coffee cups.

Ji Yingying seemed to know what he meant.

Here's coffee for her.

When she was about to reach out to take it, her hand was suddenly pushed away by Huo Zheng.

"It's not over yet."

He said.

During the whole preparation process, Ji Yingying stood in front of him, leaning her head around his chest, and could vaguely hear the beating of the heart in his chest hitting her eardrums.

This man even has a steady heartbeat.

Because of this posture, when Huo Zheng was talking, his breath was on the top of her head. Ji Yingying somehow felt that her height was insulted, and she frowned unhappy.

From Huo Zheng's point of view, he could only see her slightly wrinkled brows, and the hair that fell randomly on her cheeks blocked a lot of it. Her hair was soft, and even though she had frowned hard, the folds of her skin were not very deep. , a shallow trace, not only did he not feel her anger, but he pinched her eyebrows curiously.

Ok.

It's not his illusion, her skin is also very soft.

Ji Yingying suddenly felt that he caressed the center of her brow, and subconsciously relaxed her strength, and frowned again not long after.

"What are you doing, why are you touching?"

She was only halfway through her words, and Huo Zheng didn't know what to turn on. Along with the loud sound of the machine, white steam ran out of the nearby pipe.

Ji Yingying didn't expect it, she was startled by the sound, subconsciously hugged his waist tightly, and burrowed into his arms.