caught off guard love

I don't know if I was overly contaminated with water or sweat.When in love, the bedding on her body was ignored, and all the details could be ignored, but when all the dust settled, Ye Keke felt that the bedding on her body was very wet and uncomfortable.

"Go away." Ye Keke muttered, pushing Jiang Mingwu's head away from her shoulder.

you?go away?some?

Jiang Mingwu narrowed his eyes and played with Ye Keke's words.

"Why?" She was very dissatisfied. Could it be that she was dissatisfied with her hard work?This reminded Jiang Mingwu of a very appropriate idiom - pulling fingers to be ruthless.

Of course, it was Ye Keke who was ruthless.She is always the one who is ruthless, she has changed, and she is extremely willful.You actually said to her, "Go away"?

Ye Keke frowned, and kicked the quilt away in disgust, regardless of Jiang Mingwu's lack of clothing to cover his body.She stepped on the floor with bare feet, shivering from the cold floor.Ye Keke quickly pulled out a pajamas from her box.

The air conditioner is not strong enough, if you don't protect yourself, you will catch a cold easily.

She doesn't want to catch a cold, it's stupid enough to accompany a lunatic to "watch the rain", in case the cold affects her work - Ye Keke thinks it's too unworthy.

Ye Keke rushed into the bathroom and took a quick shower. As long as she was fast enough, the cold would not be able to catch up with her; her body was paralyzed by nerves, but she could still be immersed in the aftertaste of exercise.

Ye Keke quickly put on her pajamas, and then got into the bed, she didn't care about Jiang Mingwu - anyway, she was in good health - Ye Keke took the advantage first, the battlefield that had not been swept away, the only clean On the ground, the fluffy and dry quilt is very precious.

It was only seven or eight minutes before and after.

Jiang Mingwu felt deeply left out.Her hard work was in vain, and she was even worse than a quilt in Ye Keke's heart?

"I don't have any clothes." She said, feeling very wronged. Could it be that Ye Keke just abandoned her like this?Obviously, Ye Keke was considerate of her before, even Ye Keke would prepare a change of clothes for her!

Obviously—she used to look at her wetly after exercising with deer-like eyes!

Ye Keke was obviously too lazy to get out of bed, she curled up in another corner of the bed, and casually pointed to the wet clothes on the floor: "Do you wring it out yourself or..."

Jiang Mingwu blinked his expectant eyes.

"—or let them dry themselves?"

The shirt, trousers, and Ye Keke's sweater were curled up on the floor pitifully, wet and dirty.

But Jiang Mingwu doesn't feel sorry for them at all, they can still be lingering with Ye Keke's sweater, what about her?She is suffering from the cold wind, and her little lover has abandoned her like a shoe.Only the not-so-warm air-conditioning wind blows mercilessly on her shoulders.

"Ah-choo—" Jiang Mingwu couldn't control himself, and sneezed back loudly.

She was disappointed, and Ye Ke ignored it. She reached for her mobile phone and was fiddled with something desperately on it.

Jiang Mingwu had no choice but to take a shower in an embarrassing manner to wash away the sweat and the smell of alcohol from her body. She didn't dare to be presumptuous, so she had to dry her body and put on her windbreaker empty.

Brand-name windbreaker, the inside is smooth, not warm at all.

No matter how tough she is, she is still a mortal. Jiang Mingwu felt chilly, but she had no choice but to get into the wet blanket on the other side.

Ye Keke threw something far away.

"What is it?" Jiang Mingwu rubbed his nose.

"Poison, take it quickly." Ye Keke angrily pulled up the quilt to cover her face, "I'm going to sleep, don't make noise."

Jiang Mingwu unfolded the crumpled thing, which was a plate of Yinqiao tablets and a tube of VC effervescent tablets.

Jiang Mingwu turned his head sideways, looking at Ye Keke, who was facing her with the back of his head, pretending to be nonchalant, and snarky Ye Keke.

She thought, it looks pretty similar?

Jiang Mingwu swallowed two pieces of Yinqiao, and then went to Ye Keke's side.

"Hey, why are you like this?" Ye Keke closed his eyes and didn't want to look back.

"Why are you like this!" Jiang Mingwu asked back, "It's wet there. Don't you think about me?"

Ye Keke finally opened his eyes, the star pupils were half-opened, and he was quite playful: "You didn't get wet?"

"Don't dare to be, I'm not talented enough." Jiang Mingwu smiled half-smile, but he had already hugged the beauty in his arms.

The two drove quietly, and whoever blushed would lose.Obviously, no one is going to throw in the towel.

Jiang Mingwu clings to Ye Keke, if he doesn't eat tofu, he's a fool.

Ye Keke closed her eyes and decided to let herself sink.

After all, the warm body temperature behind him is enough to comfort all the hustle and bustle.

"Get dressed." She was so tired that she could only tell Jiang Mingwu before falling into a deep sleep.

Jiang Mingwu bit the back of her neck: "It's okay. I took medicine to prevent it."

Uncharacteristically, she no longer rejects intimate contact.This is a huge improvement, no matter for Ye Keke or Jiang Mingwu.

After a while, Ye Keke fell asleep.

The sleeping Ye Keke was like a harmless lamb, no, she was a harmless lamb from the beginning to the end.It was because she overestimated her opponent. The lamb can only fool the tiger, so the lamb can only fool the lamb. How can the lamb fool the cheetah?

Jiang Mingwu, who was like a cheetah, squinted his eyes, and finally fell asleep with Nuanyu in his arms.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, it's been a long time, Ye Keke; it's been a long time, a sweet dream.

The next day, when the alarm rang.Ye Keke frowned and looked for the phone.The cell phone is not on the bedside table.

Ye Keke struggled to throw the giant pillow aside, and then reached out to fish out the greatest invention of the 21st century—a multifunctional smart phone—from the gap in the bedside table.

The alarm was finally pressed.

Jiang Mingwu groaned in pain.

"Headache." She turned over, revealing her open back.

Ye Keke's scalp felt cold when he looked at it.

"Hey, you—" She stretched out her hand to touch Jiang Mingwu, but found that the other person's body was extremely hot, so she turned over Jiang Mingwu, Jiang Mingwu covered her face, and her cheeks were flushed abnormally.

OK, great.

—She has a fever.

Ye Keke didn't know whether to laugh at the crime or to add insult to injury. This person suffered on her own. She was hungover, undressed, and watching the rain in the bathroom in winter. You see, her karma came.

Ye Keke stretched out his hand to probe Jiang Mingwu's head, and it was no surprise that it was facing upwards at 38 degrees.

Although the quilt on Jiang Mingwu's side was dry, it still exuded moisture.

Hotels are like this, especially in this kind of hotel in the film and television city, the listing of Samsung, in fact, has to be halved.

Ye Keke sighed. She first called the front desk to ask for a clean bedding, and then found a suit of clothes from her suitcase, which barely fit Jiang Mingwu.

"No, put it on before the waiter comes," she said.

Jiang Mingwu covered his eyes with his hands: "No, turn off the lights, I want to sleep."

Even if she is sick, even if she is in an absolute disadvantage, she still does not cooperate. This is Miss Jiang, with a bad temper as always.

"Where did the lamp come from? It's the sun!"

Ye Keke was patient, thinking, bear with it, who told her to have a fever?The sky and the earth are big, and the patient is the biggest.

Ye Keke, half coaxing and half threatening, finally got Miss Jiang to put on clothes and a padded jacket before the waiter knocked on the door and came in.

"What is this? Singing opera?" This is a thick pajamas with floral red background, very festive.

This is also Ye Keke's new addition. Her work can be done in the room, so Ye Keke tries to be as comfortable as possible.

Wearing large pajamas and pajama pants, wearing comfortable glasses, curled up in front of the vanity mirror, writing manuscripts and typing on the keyboard, and having a cup of coffee or hot cocoa at this time is simply the best state of work.

Independent work is the best. Who is tired of wearing high-heeled corsets, wearing colored contact lenses against dry eyes, and spending half an hour putting on makeup in order to respect work?

But obviously, this padded jacket is not Jiang Mingwu's style.

She tugged at the sleeves of the padded jacket in disgust, and then said with a flat face: "Why do I have too much saliva, and my taste has not improved at all?"

Ye Keke laughed angrily, and opened a dyeing workshop if he gave some color.

"How come I drool too much and haven't learned any humility?" She countered with lips and teeth.

Jiang Mingwu showed an expression of admiration: "You have really grown up?!"

"To each other, life is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

Jiang Mingwu also smiled: "I really think I'm praising you."

Ye Keke waved his hand, not like a patient: "Why do you want to do anything to me? I just think so."

Jiang Mingwu was deflated, squinting his eyes and felt that he had met his opponent for the first time.

"I said, these glasses——" Ye Keke wore a pair of huge round lens eyes, which became smaller and smaller against her increasingly thinner slapped face.

The baby fat from before is no longer visible.

Jiang Mingwu felt a little regretful.

"Didn't I buy you some colored contact lenses?"

"Do you think I'm blind? At least twelve hours a day in front of the computer."

"You can also be less busy..." Jiang Mingwu whispered.Ye Keke has really changed. Although she is still that harmless little sheep, she is slowly beginning to transform. She starts to dress as she likes, only caring about her own comfort, regardless of other people's eyes.

This is a good thing.

But is she someone else?

She is her closest lover, how can she be confused with others?

Boss Jiang Mingwu watched the waiter unhappily change the bedding and take them away.As for Ye Keke, he actually took out another four-piece suit from the huge suitcase and made his own bed again.

Jiang Mingwu lay back on the bed again, her quilt cover was stained with her smell, which made her feel at ease.

Ye Keke raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Mingwu: "What's the matter? Still not leaving?"

Jiang Mingwu smiled: "I'm sick."

A look, I am a patient and you have to tolerate me.

"So what?" Ye Keke refused to fulfill her wish.

"Ye Keke!"

Ye Keke waved her hand, forget it, since she is a patient—"Okay, I'll take you in for another day." She said, reluctantly, as if it was a gift.

Jiang Mingwu really wanted to say forcefully: "Love so and so."

But she cowardly, she dare not.

She said, "Thank you Lord Ron."

Ye Keke laughed loudly: "Are you a concubine? Smile and show me."

"I'm not a concubine." Jiang Mingwu raised his eyebrows, "I'm the oiran of Yihong Courtyard. I miss you day and night, and I only want a one-night favor from my lover."

Ye Keke bit her lip and smiled.

The sunlight, coming through the small windows of the hotel room, cast a trail of light on the ground.Countless dust in the air, like spirits between heaven and earth, dancing and jumping.

They seem to be dancing with the melody of the singing.

Oh no, there is no melody.

It was her heart, pounding, as if about to jump out of her chest.