drink moonlight alone

At the beginning of the dog days, the dawn was twilight.The windows of the room were not closed tightly, leaking some light and drafts, and with the rusty and slow sound of the old-fashioned fan, Zhou Weiyue opened his eyes before the phone's default alarm clock rang.With sleepy eyes and not wearing glasses, there are blurry shadows everywhere, except when turning over, the sleeping posture beside him is upright, not turning sideways at all. Qing Yan.

Looking at it from the same level, Zhou Weiyue can only see Zhou Qing's side face like a chiseled eaves, a high nose bridge, undulating lip peaks and lips, and a chin that is as smooth as enamel.At that time, the morning light had not yet appeared, and the stream of sunlight was not enough to dazzle the golden light. It only provided a little light for the dim room, which was just enough for Zhou Weiyue to see the scene that Zhou Weiyue could only see in his dream.

It has been more than a month since the last time they shared the same bed, and the red wine, ginseng and beer made them dizzy, but they were not so drowsy that they lost consciousness.But according to his stubborn heart, he subconsciously played tricks and cheated, and kept Zhou Qingyan in exchange for the long-awaited sleep together.He knows how honest and innocent his elder brother is, he only needs to cover up and pretend a little, and he will think that he is drunk, really think that he can't tell the difference between day and night, so he will let him stay.Zhou Qingyan even lied to herself in a strange and pointless way that they did not sleep on the same bed, but chose to sleep on the sofa.Thinking back like this, those details are all in detail, Zhou Weiyue looked at the slow-rotating fan, and couldn't help but smile in his eyes.

Maybe it will take a long time before he can reveal all the shameful, lowly, and long-planned thoughts to his respected and beloved brother. Before the judgment day comes, he will still act as a good and straightforward brother as before. role may be more appropriate.

So Zhou Weiyue quietly stretched out her hand, hooked it to the mobile phone on the bedside table, and pressed the mute button before the alarm rang.After finishing the movements, Zhou Qingyan was still in a deep sleep, but he turned over, from facing the ceiling to sleeping facing Zhou Weiyue.Zhou Weiyue stared at him for a while, then moved lightly to the center of the bed, trying not to make any noise.

When the distance between the two was only about one fist, Zhou Weiyue let out a laugh, and put her arm on Zhou Qingyan's waist pretending to be inadvertent. At first glance, it seemed that the two were embracing each other fell asleep.

The alarm clock didn't go off as scheduled, so Zhou Qingyan could only follow her body's biological clock to open her eyes, and the time had passed 09:30.

He held his phone in a daze, but what he thought in his mind was that his sleeping position seemed to have gotten worse recently?Or is it that Zhou Weiyue's presence around him stimulated hidden instincts, making him involuntarily plunge into the Taoyuan Township that he has been thinking about day and night?Zhou Qingyan lowered his hand slightly, and immediately touched Zhou Weiyue's arm resting on his lower abdomen. There was no air conditioner in the room, and it only relied on the outside wind and fan, so that when he woke up, he would sweat a little.

Zhou Qingyan hurriedly raised her arms high, keeping her distance from the heat source on her body.

After a while, the people beside him finally moved, and they turned over in a rustle, their arms let go of his "giant pillow" at the moment, but they also inadvertently lifted the top of Zhou Qingyan's T-shirt hem.

"What time is it?" Zhou Weiyue asked in a hoarse voice with eyes still closed.

"09:30." Zhou Qingyan sat up in seconds, "I forgot to set the alarm clock, what about yours?"

"I didn't hear it, maybe I accidentally pressed the mute button."

"Grandma should have breakfast ready, are you up?" Zhou Qingyan asked Zhou Weiyue with her back turned to Zhou Weiyue, her words and emotions were unclear.

"Get up, brother first." Zhou Weiyue opened her eyes, but was still lying on the bed, "I'm going to use the bathroom later, it may take a while."

Zhou Qingyan put on her glasses, picked up the contact lens case, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Do you want to take a bath?"

"Although sweating is very uncomfortable, it's good to wipe it with a towel just after waking up, otherwise you will catch a cold."

Zhou Weiyue sat up suddenly, stared at Zhou Qingyan silently and did not speak.At that time, the sun had already risen from the mountains, and the warm sunlight came in through the flimsy curtains, and the undulations of dust in the air became clearly visible.Zhou Weiyue pulled the thin quilt covering the entire lower body from the waist and abdomen to the ankles, and muttered for a while, "...I have to deal with some physiological needs."

After Zhou Qingyan blinked in a daze, she savored it, understood, and her ears turned red.

He was referring to the morning erection in all likelihood. Although it is a normal physiological reaction, it is not surprising that it happens especially to men with vigorous blood. Even Zhou Qingyan, even if Ku Xia lacks energy Inevitably suffered so many times.However, Zhou Weiyue could clearly fool this extremely private matter, but she chose to be honest with herself with patience and shame.

He stammered hastily: "Oh, oh...then I, I'll go downstairs first, and you take your time."

What the hell are you doing slowly?

Zhou Qingyan leaned on the missing handrail of the stairs, while cooling down his hot cheeks, he couldn't help complaining that his head was not bright when he woke up in the morning, and he could say anything without restraint.

It rained all night last night, but it had stopped when I got up early in the morning.Zhou Qingyan went downstairs, and there was only the prepared breakfast in the dining room, which was hidden under the upside-down bamboo basket, and the fragrance wafted out without hesitation. Grandma was nowhere to be seen, so Zhou Qingyan tentatively called out: "grandmother?"

"here--"

Following the distant, somewhat ethereal voice, Zhou Qingyan found her grandma in the small vegetable field in the backyard.Chi Mu's figure was hunched over, struggling to turn the wet soil with a shovel. The vegetable field was small, with a clump of green water spinach on the left, and coriander in the sparsely green field in the middle, more than half of which was covered by rain. Frustrated with the beating, grandma was holding her trouser legs, picking and picking, uprooting the edible ones and putting them into the bamboo basket beside her.

Zhou Qingyan walked over, tiptoeing carefully over the scattered leaves and flowers. The green onions under her feet were still firm after the heavy rain, growing well, reaching the position of Zhou Qingyan's calf, with slightly drooping spikes. There are crumbling raindrops hanging on the head, and when the wind blows them, they drip into the mud without a trace.The bamboo basket containing coriander and cabbage was already half full. According to grandma's personality, she would not put all the vegetables together, so Zhou Qingyan lifted the bamboo basket, and when holding it in her arms, her forearm was stretched. A thin layer of muscle was stretched out.

"Hey, put it down," grandma stopped repeatedly, snatching the heavy bamboo basket from his arms, "I can do it myself."

Zhou Qingyan glanced at the stubborn old lady, and pulled the straps of the bamboo basket involuntarily, "I'll help you get into the house."

"The filth is all mud, and you don't think it's unclean." Grandma couldn't help him, shook her head in disapproval, turned around and struck the hoe down.

"It's nothing, just wash it off."

"Has Weiyue woke up?"

"get up."

"Then why didn't you come down with me?"

Zhou Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then faltered and said: "Well, well, I don't know either."

"Didn't you two sleep together? How could you not know?" Grandma raised her loose eyelids suspiciously, and glanced at Zhou Qingyan indistinctly, "Then go and eat breakfast quickly, don't forget me and Miss Song made an appointment at 12:30."

As soon as the bottom of the bamboo basket was placed on the edge of the stage, Zhou Qingyan staggered when she heard the words, and dropped several coriander leaves on the ground inside and out. Zhou Qingyan bent down angrily and picked them up one by one, dusting them off Shake the mud off the roots.When he woke up, he almost forgot about today's big event - the first blind date in his life.

Zhou Qingyan murmured "Oh" and walked into the house with the bamboo basket in his arms, "Got it."

The author says:

Scheming Xiao Zhou.