mouth gun

Tao Zitao shrank his neck wanting to cry, but Shi Chengye's arm lay beside him, forming a small triangle.

——He has nowhere to hide if he wants to hide.

Finally, Tao Zitao gritted her teeth and raised her chin like a proud little peacock: "Yes! I just remembered what you were wearing this afternoon!"

He was so stunned that he became Shi Chengye, his mind was a little confused.

It's like a row of surprise boxes in front of you. You don't know what's hidden inside, and you don't know whether to touch it or not.

Shi Chengye asked with difficulty: "Your clothes are the same as mine?"

Tao Zitao bit her tongue and poked her red neck: "Yes!"

Shi Chengye asked again: "Do you know what I'm wearing?"

"Yes! What's the matter!"

Shi Chengye's ears also started to turn red: "So...you chose this dress on purpose because you wanted to wear a couple outfit with me?"

Tao Zitao's momentum softened again, he froze for a long time and didn't know what to say.

"drop--"

The elevator finally arrived, and the outside wind poured into the sealed elevator space, but the tense and ambiguous atmosphere could not be blown away by the wind.

"Tao Zitao." Shi Chengye asked, he raised his hand and rubbed Tao Zitao's earlobe with his fingers, it was soft and easy to pinch.

"Aren't you... don't you hate me?"

Tao Zitao's heart just hung in his throat, he originally thought that Shi Chengye could ask some questions.

That's it? That's it?

Tao Zitao pulled Shi Chengye's hand from his ear with complicated emotions: "I don't hate you, the elevator is here, let's go out first."

He didn't dislike Shi Chengye at all, and there was nothing difficult to admit about it.

This is Shi Chengye's third visit to Tao Zitao's house.

This time, he was even able to skillfully find slippers from the shoe cabinet, and Tao Zitao's pair by the way.

Tao Zitao was speechless looking at the fur slippers that Shi Chengye sent to his feet.

Shi Chengye squatted down, looking down from his point of view - you can see Shi Chengye's slender neck and the neatly cut hair on the back of the neck.

His bony fingers were holding Tao Zitao's pink slippers, and he put them down lightly.

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Tao Zitao rushed in.

Tao Zitao blinked dully, moved her mouth, and the words in her heart jumped out like popping candy: "Your neck is so beautiful."

The curved section is long and slender, but it doesn't look soft at all, like a beautiful male swan.

After Tao Zitao realized what he said, he covered his mouth and put slippers on his feet in silence.

Trying to fool around like nothing happened.

Shi Chengye got up and touched his neck with his backhand, the neck that Tao Zitao praised was already turning red.

Tao Zitao was praising him, and Tao Zitao was praising his beautiful neck.

He was ready to say something, but his words changed again: "I just...does your neck look good?"

Tao Zitao choked for a moment, he and Shi Chengye didn't dare to look at each other, he turned his head away, and said awkwardly: "The face...the face is also pretty."

Shi Chengye didn't move a bit as if he had been shot, his back seemed to be covered in sweat, and the sticky sticky feeling made him uncomfortable.

After a while, he stuttered and said "um".

Both of them seem to have lost the ability to speak.

Tao Zitao threw the cake bag on the tea table with a red face, and Shi Chengye followed behind him like a big dog with a red neck.

He put a cushion on the opposite side of the coffee table, and wanted Shi Chengye to sit there, but Shi Chengye didn't seem to be able to see him, and sat down next to Tao Zitao without turning his eyes or mind.

"..."

Tao Zitao pursed her lower lip slightly, but did not comment.

He took out the breads in the bag one by one, he took one, and Shi Chengye explained one as if being instructed.

"This is taro mash and mochi oubao. I heard that there is a lot of taro mash in it, and the aroma is very strong. And the mochi is... glutinous."

"That's red bean cheese. It must be eaten warm. The cheese is sour and sweet, and the red bean taste is very strong."

"This... seems to be called meat floss small shellfish. The combination of salad dressing and meat floss is a perfect match, especially soft. The salty meat floss goes well with salad dressing."

Tao Zitao was stunned.

When Shi Chengye said these words, he was very official, without even picking the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, which didn't match what he said.

Which one doesn't match - it's probably like wearing a neat formal suit on the upper body, but wearing a pair of coral fleece pajama pants on the legs.

"Wait... wait." Tao Zitao couldn't help interrupting him and asked, "Have you tried all these?"

Those words were not like adjectives Shi Chengye could say.

Because Shi Chengye would probably only use simple words like "good", "delicious" and "too sweet" to describe it.

The long string of adjectives that came out of his mouth was not his style at all.

Shi Chengye was silent for a while, and then said: "No, I just heard what others said."

In fact, he recited the girl's hypnotic words verbatim, and gave Tao Zitao a stiff tone as if he was reciting a memorization.

It's just that he couldn't learn that girl's vivid expression.

Guessed it, exactly as Tao Zitao thought, he even guessed that what Shi Chengye asked should be a girl.

He casually wondered who Shi Chengye would be asking, and reached into the bag to get out the last thing from the bottom.

It is a small paper box with a particularly cute Q-version peach painted on it.

At first glance, Tao Zitao equated this peach with himself.

He heard Shi Chengye's voice: "Don't you like peaches, this one, do you like it?"

His magnetic subwoofer circled Tao Zitao's ear 360 degrees without any dead angle. Tao Zitao stared at the small leaves of Tao Zi and whispered: "I like it."

"I like it too, it's cute."

Shi Cheng wild way, he smiled.

But as for which peach he likes, only he knows in his heart.

Tao Zitao suddenly lifted up, he did not look alike to the peaches painted on the paper box, but they were inexplicably similar, Shi Chengye stared blankly.

Tao Zitao suddenly said, "Do you know why my mother gave me this name?"

This topic jumped too far, Shi Chengye shook his head reflexively.

Tao Zitao put a piece of cake into his mouth. The store provided a lot of ingredients, and all he bit into was pulp.

He swallowed and said, "Because my mother liked to eat peaches when she was pregnant with me, she originally wanted me to be called Tao Tao, but my father stopped him, saying that he wanted to look more educated, so he added a peach to it." go in."

Tao Zitao said angrily: "How can a parent choose a name so casually!"

"no."

Shi Chengye suddenly said, he is as the name suggests—every time Shi Chengye stared at him so intently, Tao Zitao would think of the wind in the wilderness.

"It's because you were as soft as a peach when you were young, that's why you are called Tao Zitao."

The wind blew from all directions, and Tao Zitao swallowed a mouthful of the cake.

He turned his head, eyes as focused as Shi Chengye.

The pupils of the two of them reflected each other backwards, and Tao Zitao was still holding a small fork in his hand. He confidently turned the topic back to the clothes.

Tao Zitao pointed at the logo on Shi Chengye's chest: "I just wear the same clothes as you on purpose!"