To Goddess

I really love Roy.

This kind of rushing back in the middle of the night just to accompany me, do you think I can't be moved?I was overwhelmed.

In addition, I want to repay her mercilessly. The purpose of this repayment is that she can toss me as much as she likes, and I have no fear of pushing me to the bone.

I really want to make a promise with my body.

But Roy didn't seem to get my point. She yawned and said, "I'm so sleepy. You should be grateful for the right flight to bring me back."

I nodded: "Thank you."

She said: "There is porridge in the kitchen, go and heat it up and eat it."

I nod my head.

Roy: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

I smiled brightly: "Because you look good."

Roy said lightly, "I know."

Things like narcissism are contagious. I feel that since I got back together with Roy, I have become a little narcissistic. Last time Chen Ling asked me who made her itinerary for a certain day, I blurted out and said "It's me, the little beauty beside you."

This level of disgust is comparable to Chen Ling's last effort to act like a baby. I clearly saw her dislike me with the eyes of a green tea whore. In the end, she sighed, "Women in love are really disgusting."

When the porridge was hot, I was very happy in my heart, and I even whistled. This time I whistled a good day, but unfortunately I had to give up because I couldn't raise the high notes in the next few sentences, so I whistled the painter.

I never understood why when I saw someone humming a ditty or whistling, my first impression would be that I am in such a good mood. Now I understand that although whistling and singing does not mean that the mood must be good, But when you are in a good mood, you will definitely whistle and hum a song. This is an irreversible proposition.

The porridge Roy bought was quite large, and when she took it out of the microwave with gloves, she also came out and sat on the edge of the dining table. I took two spoons and two bowls, put her portion first and put it in front of her. When I filled mine again, she stopped me and told me she wouldn't eat it.

"I've eaten it before, you haven't eaten it all day, have you?"

I thought about it, got some back from her bowl, and pushed it in front of her: "Eat a little with me, okay?"

She laughed and took the spoon from me.

The concentration is not very strong, I have already thought about her words after rejecting me again.

After she finished eating, she wiped her mouth carefully, put the bowl aside and wiped the juice that just spilled on the table with the paper in her hand, and asked me, "Are you feeling better?"

I swallowed the porridge: "It's not good, it's so stuffy, I'm stuffy in my chest." I frowned like a frown, and let out a few strange cries: "So sad."

Needs a kiss from Roy to get better.

She gave me a sideways glance: "It seems to be all right."

She threw the paper into the wastebasket, "There was someone around me when I answered the phone, so it's inconvenient to tell. I don't know your team very well, but Sister Chen has a very ordinary personality, and she just can't stand her mistakes. It's all your fault. It's because the company's schedule is improper. It's normal to put it anywhere. I have been scolded like this before, and it may be worse than yours." She shrugged: "I haven't found anyone yet. complain."

Hearing this, I suddenly stopped what I was doing and looked at her.

I know that there is a way to comfort people, which is to tell the person who needs comfort by telling the worse deeds of yourself or the people around you. After a short period of comparison, that person will feel that the world is still very kind to her.

Although I feel sorry for Roy being scolded by others, it happened when I was around her. People with little fame, no matter who encounters a little fire, will throw it on you, but I feel even more sorry for what she said. To complain.

In the past four years, all I have seen are the superficial phenomena of her beauty. I don’t know how much effort she has put into it in private. Just like last week when she was recording in the middle of the night, she even told me that this happens often.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm not as miserable as you think."

Maybe my expression was too sympathetic, Roy couldn't help but say this.

I said, "But, but."

She waved her hand: "Don't worry, eat quickly."

So I quickly finished the porridge, cleaned up the dishes, rushed in while she was brushing her teeth in the bathroom, hugged her waist from behind, stood on tiptoe and put my head on her shoulder.

I said, "I feel so sorry for you."

Please allow me to apologize again. Forgive me for realizing it now. If I had spread everything out and told Roy, maybe there would be no vacancies in the middle four years.

I always thought that in her eyes, we were just ordinary couples breaking up. Drinking and being crazy is like passing away. She doesn’t need to think about me. She will be positive and have a better life. On the contrary, with me by my side It seems that nothing will happen.

But this is not the case.

She spat out a mouthful of foam, rinsed her mouth with water, and she was calm, which was in stark contrast to my deep regret, "Now I know, I'm so sorry."

I rubbed my chin on her shoulder with my feet on my feet, the height difference is so damn annoying.

I said, "I've always known that, and I've always wanted to express my apology and make it up to you." I tilted my body and looked at her: "Tell me, tell me, what do you want to make up for?"

Come on, let me promise you with your body!If you tell me, I will take off my clothes every minute and let you ravage me at will! !

She said, "Let go of your hands first, and let me finish brushing my teeth."

So I let go of my hand, and stood beside her like this, staring at her after brushing her teeth, washing her face, and skin care. She didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and she even told me to wash her face when she was done.

Tell me, what is she thinking? When I want to have sex with her, she looks like I don’t care, but when she wants to have sex with me...

Hehe, when did she want to have sex with me? I'm so whimsical.

After washing, I plopped onto the bed, and put one limp hand on her stomach by the way, she turned her head and glanced at me, put the bookmark on the page I just read, put the book aside, and turned off the light He said, "Sleeping on my stomach with such a small chest."

I:……

It seems that if you don't sleep on your stomach, your chest will get bigger.

The light was turned off by her little by little, I squirmed into her arms, she stretched out her hand and hugged me, and said in a low voice: "Xue Lingyi, you are really heartless, a few hours ago He was still talking to me on the phone as if he was about to cry, but now he is as lively as..."

There was no sound behind her image, maybe because I couldn't find a suitable animal to describe me for a while.

I smiled and responded to her: "That's because of you, there are people like you around me to comfort me and persuade me, everything will be fine."

She was silent for a while: "Really?"

It's rare that she didn't say that I disgusted her, so I should be more disgusted.

"Yeah, yeah, who said that our family Roy won't fall in love with a cold face." This sentence was said by a gossip blogger, when a certain program was analyzing the gossip between Roy and a certain actress , conveniently dissected Roy, and said that she is very cold, the editor really can't imagine how she looks like in a relationship, she always keeps a respectful distance from the men in the circle, her whole body exudes a sense of restraint, balabala.

I continued: "Our Roy also loves others, okay? He can secretly talk about love." Originally, I wanted to talk about Roy's love at this time, but I'm sorry, I couldn't think of it.

No matter, she just said love words to me!

I put my legs on hers and continued: "Why is Roy so nice to me? Why is he so nice?"

In the dark night, I looked up at her and hooked her neck, as if I wanted her to answer my question.

So Roy must have looked at me affectionately where I couldn't see clearly, and then I heard her say affectionately: "Caring for the mentally retarded."

Hahahaha!

She asked: "Who said I'm cold and won't fall in love?"

I raised my eyebrows and smiled, turned over and found a comfortable position to lie flat, still putting my legs on hers.

I just love to sleep with her legs crossed and hold her in place!

I said: "It's just some bloggers who think they have first-hand information in the entertainment industry. A long time ago, they made a gossip about you and Dong Hao, and then it was revealed that your Dong Hao is a cousin, and they were sprayed for a while. Later, It also talks about you and Ma Wenlin, and also talks about you and XX, and it will always be difficult for you."

Roy took my hand and played with it: "This is very popular."

Why!Shouldn't I be the one to say that people are popular right and wrong? No one can say that they are popular.

"However, Ma Wenlin is quite accurate. He is always in love with you. Isn't she with someone now? Fans are always talking about you."

It's true that life is full of idlers.

Roy asked me after listening to me: "What about you? What do you think?"

I shrugged and interlocked my fingers with her: "I believe in you."

Roy asked again: "Then what if one day, I am really with someone like they said, and I don't want you anymore, what will you do?"

Me: "Well, I didn't assume that."

Roy: "Now suppose."

If all of this is true, she's really with someone else.

In fact, it should be regarded as hypothetical. Seeing her scandals in those four years often made me very panic. Even if I can't get her, others can't get her. My heart grows every day, and I can only calm down when the scandals are resolved.

"My heart hurts, but I will keep you. Like a lunatic, you just wait for me to cling to you until you die. If you say you are a good person, you are stupid."

After I finished speaking, Roy gave me my first crit.

I smiled and hugged her waist: "It doesn't matter, no, don't believe it, you can't be with others."

Then I also asked her: "What about me? What if I don't love you anymore and I'm with someone else." Although this possibility is zero.

But between lovers, I always like to make all kinds of assumptions, talk about things, so that there will be something to say next to the pillow, otherwise it will always be crossed, what's the point.

She answered me: "I will kill you."

Ouch, so cruel.

I didn't check the time, I don't know what time it is, Roy said that she has to catch the plane tomorrow, but it seems that she is not sleepy yet, and I am already a little sleepy.

The last memory is that I asked her to sing, last time she owed me a song and didn't pay it back.

This time she didn't shirk, she didn't play haha ​​with me, Xiao Brewing sang after a while.

I half-closed my eyes, listening to her singing from near to far...