Trajectory 2: entangled curves

The light from the room leaks into the living room.

Zhuge Qinuo is still so small.

Only this time she was sleeping on her side, with her shoulders and back exposed. He remembered, yes, she was indeed wearing a tank top. How did he know it was a tank top?

He walked towards her, squatted down, and wanted to cover her with a blanket, but he saw a red spot on her neck. This was the "strawberry" planted between lovers. He remembered that it was when she hugged him from behind, with her shoulders exposed. He couldn't help but lowered his head and took a deep breath.

Yes, yes, it must be a fait accompli. He chuckled and covered her with a blanket.

I went back to the room and took a shower. When I finished, Zhuge Qinuo had already woken up.

"Do you want to take a shower too? Today, let's go to my friend's house again." Mi Bei said.

"Yes, I do." Zhuge Qinuo responded hastily.

Mi Bei: "You...you take your time to wash. I'll wait in the living room. You can change clothes in your room."

Zhuge Qinuo: “Yeah!”

Zhuge Qinuo prepared his clothes in a hurry.

He didn't feel relieved until he saw her go into the bathroom.

He did this to her before they had even confirmed any relationship; it would have been fine if he had just done that, but he actually let the girl sleep on the sofa; it would have been fine if he had just slept on the sofa, but in the morning he didn't even give her a hug; it would have been fine if he hadn't given her a loving hug, but the first thing he said was some bullshit.

Mi Bei wanted to slap himself twice, his heart was in a state of panic.

By the time he heard the sound of the hair dryer, he hadn't figured out what to say or do next to express his willingness to take responsibility.

Zhuge Qinuo came out after taking a shower. The clothes she was wearing were the same ones he bought for her when he first took her to the street dance studio.

There is no makeup on her face, her face is white and clean.

Mi Bei took a step forward and hugged Zhuge Qinuo.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Zhuge Qinuo did not respond, but just clenched his fists tightly.

"Mibei? What's wrong?" Zhuge Qinuo said, his voice full of confusion, "Also, your heart is beating so fast."

Mi Bei let her go: "I'm... sorry for last night..."

"Ah?" Zhuge Qinuo spoke without thinking.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you sleep on the sofa." said Mi Bei.

"Oh!" Zhuge Qinuo said with a sigh and some relief.

At the moment when Mi Bei took a deep breath just now, the content had already been floating in her mind for at least ten episodes, just like the plot of a TV series.

"I don't know what's wrong with me. But, I...but I will..." Mibei stammered.

Before he could finish, Zhuge Qinuo spoke up: "Yes, yes, yes, speaking of last night, thank you for last night! Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

"Ah?" Now it was Mibei's turn to be confused.

"You blocked so much alcohol for me last night. You drank too fast. You got drunk. Did you feel bad?"

"Also, it's only natural for me to sleep on the sofa." Zhuge Qinuo added to answer the previous question.

"Oh, yes, I seem to have drunk a little too much last night." Mi Bei continued Zhuge Qinuo's words.

"Yes!" Zhuge Qinuo's words were extremely concise.

"So, I want to thank you for helping a drunkard like me to your place." Mi Bei looked at Zhuge Qinuo and emphasized the three words "your place" with a hint of temptation.

"What's there to thank me for? Your help is what counts as help." Mi Bei saw that Zhuge Qinuo was deliberately avoiding the point.

The test was successful. He thought she must be shy and didn't know how to face it, so she said that.

Seeing Zhuge Qinuo being deliberately polite, Mi Bei felt happy, but didn't dare to show it too obviously: "No, I hurt you..."

"No, no, no, we don't!" Zhuge Qinuo was so nervous that he waved his hands in front of him.

He was so panicked that he no longer looked as calm as before.

Mi Bei deliberately did not react, wanting to see what she would do next.

Zhuge Qinuo continued: "Thank you for helping me block the wine."

"Speaking of which, I didn't mean it that way." Mi Bei said, pointing to his mouth.

Zhuge Qinuo's mind flashed back to the kiss with wine that made her a little confused.

"I know, I know, I know. Great acting." Zhuge Qinuo gave a thumbs up.

"Acting? Apart from acting, you have no other feelings? Then you..." Mi Bei said and moved her hand to his Adam's apple and touched it, pretending to be innocent.

This action was really good, and it immediately reminded Zhuge Qinuo of the scene where she pestered him and wouldn't let him go, and couldn't help but kiss his sexy Adam's apple.

"Yesterday, we all drank too much yesterday. Then I couldn't find your room card, so I came here. But actually, I was drunk too!"

Zhuge Qinuo didn't know how to explain his confused and passionate feelings, so he kissed his Adam's apple first, and carefully found the excuse of "drunk", which was true but a little weak.

"I know, so what about us?" Mi Bei stared into Zhuge Qinuo's eyes and continued to ask, pressing forward step by step.

"So, he doesn't remember. How much does he remember?" Zhuge Qinuo thought.

"Nothing happened to us." She said to herself and to Mibei.

After saying this, as if that was the fact and the dust had settled, he suddenly felt relieved and turned his head away.

The other "red strawberry" on the collarbone did not escape Mi Bei's eyes: "But I clearly remember that I did that to you..."

"Oh, right. I've taken the initiative, but you didn't respond. Wouldn't that make me frustrated?" Zhuge Qinuo definitely didn't know what she was talking about at this moment. She was afraid that Mi Bei would continue to ask, "I drank too much and couldn't help it. But later, we both stopped and I left."

"Gone?" Mi Bei looked unconvinced, staring at Zhuge Qinuo's neck.

"Really!" Zhuge Qinuo noticed Mi Bei's gaze and subconsciously touched the place with the red spot to confirm his answer.

"That's it?" Mi Bei still had doubts.

"Yeah. I left, and you came after me, and then you did this." She pointed to the place where Mi Bei had sucked red, "But, but then you let me go, and I left."

Mi Bei looked unconvinced.

"What else? Look, I'm sleeping on the sofa." Zhuge Qinuo pointed to the sofa to support his statement.

"By the way, didn't you say you were going to your friend's place today? Can we go now?" In order to stop Mi Bei from worrying, Zhuge Qinuo began to change the subject, and without waiting for Mi Bei to answer, he said, "I'll go get my bag."

Mi Bei looked at Zhuge Qinuo's back, which overlapped with the back of the man who fled in a hurry with disheveled clothes last night.

Yes, he remembered that he went up to hug her, and he also remembered that he sucked Zhuge Qinuo's neck hard. He even remembered the greedy feeling of wanting to eat her up at that moment.

But what happened next? He really couldn't remember it. It seemed that the moment he lowered his head and sucked her neck had used up all his memories.

Looking at Zhuge Qinuo who was ready to go with her bag, the belly-baring outfit reminded him of his hands running across her waist: "Let's change clothes. This one isn't suitable."

Zhuge Qinuo looked puzzled: "Ah? What's the matter? Isn't this what you bought for me last time? I only wore it once."

"I wore it last time, so, so it doesn't fit. Let's change it!"

It was such a far-fetched reason, but as long as he stopped dwelling on last night's problems, Zhuge Qinuo would cooperate unconditionally.

"Then I should wear my own clothes?" Zhuge Qinuo asked tentatively.

"Yeah!" Mi Bei was very happy that Zhuge Qinuo was obedient, "Relax a little."

"Got it!" Zhuge Qinuo quickly found his clothes. "I'm super fast, just one minute."

As the voice fell, there was also the sound of her figure passing by and the door closing.