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Yu Jing felt that she was dead one second, and came back to life the next second, sweating profusely, pursing her red lips, and said softly, "Untie me quickly."

Ming Zhu raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the two wrists that were tied above her head. As if she just remembered, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she untied the bow tie slowly.

I didn't use much force when I tied it, and the red ribbon was easily untied. Seeing that her two thin white wrists were red, Mingzhu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yu Jing's body was finally free. She raised her wrist and saw the red mark on it. She shook her head, "It's a little numb."

Mingzhu checked carefully and found no traces of injury on it. Presumably, it must have been tied for too long and congested to make it red. With his thumb, he gently rubbed the two red marks for her, observing her face, and asked while rubbing: "Do you like it?" Is that so?"

Some indescribable images quickly flashed in Yu Jing's mind, her face became hot, and she nodded slightly.

Because she felt too vulgar and too shameful, Yu Jing didn't adopt Xiaoye's opinion and presented herself as a gift to Mingzhu. A red ribbon to tie yourself up...

The sore and numb wrists were relieved by the massage. Yu Jing half-closed her eyes, watching Mingzhu take away the red ribbon and carefully put it into the bedside table, her heart skipped a beat.

In addition to the red ribbon that had just been put in, there were several boxes of unopened fingers in the bedside table.Yu Jing accidentally caught a glimpse, her eyes slanted down, and she could vaguely see the few in the trash can beside the bed, her whole body was in a mess.

"What's the matter?" Ming Zhu turned around, seeing that she was covering her face with a quilt, and looked ashamed to see others.

Yu Jing quietly revealed her face, pulled the quilt to her chest and stopped, pretending to be calm and asked: "When did you buy it?" She didn't know it at all.

Ming Zhu tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "After our first time."

"..." It turned out to be a long-planned plan.

There was no embarrassment on Mingzhu's face, he touched her head that was about to be turned aside with his fingers, looked at her shy eyes, and said solemnly: "I didn't prepare anything for the first time, I heard that using * is more hygienic, So I bought some online."

You bought more than a few, right? Once a day is enough for a month...

Yu Jing muttered in her heart, she opened her mouth, but before she could refute, she was covered by a small yawn.

"Sleepy?" Mingzhu looked at the watery light in her eyes.

The sleepiness came as soon as it was said, Yu Jing blinked and said softly "um".

Mingzhu glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside table - it was not ten o'clock when he pointed at T, and it was almost one o'clock now.

My girlfriend is as delicate as a flower, and it's really hard for her to toss for so long.

Ming Zhu lovingly kissed her forehead and said softly, "Do you still want to take a bath?"

Yu Jing's drooping eyelids trembled, and she shook her head without thinking.

Before being carried to the bed, she had already been washed by Ming Zhu from head to toe, from inside to outside. Just now, Ming Zhu was quite gentle, and there was only a thin layer of sweat on her body. She didn't want to move anymore.

"Lazy cat." Ming Zhu pinched the soft flesh on her face and said with a doting smile, "Go to sleep."

Yu Jing hugged the quilt and turned sideways. Just as she closed her eyes, she opened them again.

The cold air from the air conditioner penetrated through the gap between her legs, Yu Jing subconsciously clamped her legs, her eyes widened, and she looked at the bright candle that suddenly lifted the quilt: "Didn't you say you can sleep well?"

Mingzhu met her terrified little eyes, was at a loss for words for a moment, then pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, and coaxed softly: "I just want to help you clear up the mess and relax."

"……Oh."

When Qingluanju Yu Jing felt that she was not sleepy again, the rapid shaking of her eyelashes revealed the excitement in her heart.

She turned her back and couldn't see the movement of the candle, only heard the rustling sound beside her.

Mingzhu threw the used tissues into the trash can, glanced at the girl who had covered herself tightly on the bed, couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch the bedside lamp.

The light went out, and she was hugged by a bright candle.

"Good night." A soft voice came into his ears with a bit of hoarseness.

The darkness breeds drowsiness, and the sense of security from behind made Yu Jing's tense body slowly relax. She turned over and rolled into Mingzhu's arms, closed her eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

After a whole night of indulgence, her body was exhausted to the extreme. Yu Jing had slept soundly and was in a daze, as if she heard someone calling her over and over again.

Then she was woken up.

When she woke up, it was pitch black, and the only thing around was the slight movement of the air conditioner. Yu Jing stared at the air, suspecting that she might be dreaming just now.

Unable to bear the heavy drowsiness in her eyelids, Yu Jing wanted to continue to sleep, but reached out to hug the person beside her, but in vain.

She didn't touch Ming Zhu, but only heard Ming Zhu's familiar voice, which was very soft and vague, and she couldn't make out what she said.

Just waking up with a confused mind, Yu Jing couldn't tell which direction the bright candle was in for a while, so she couldn't find it after blindly touching it, so she had to turn on the light.

The light was dazzling, Yu Jing rubbed her eyes, saw Mingzhu was about to fall next to the edge of the bed, crawled over to try to pull her back, and suddenly heard Mingzhu say: "Miss you."

Yu Jing's outstretched hand paused in the air, looking at the bright candle with her eyes closed and talking to herself, she slowly realized that she seemed to be talking in her sleep.

But the two of them are already lying on the same bed, who else can Mingzhu miss?

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Yu Jing's heart. She didn't know if she had heard it wrong, so she lowered her body and held her breath: "What did you say?"

Mingzhu's slender eye hair was translucent under the light, her sexy thin lips moved slightly, she closed her eyes, and murmured affectionately: "I really miss you."

"..."

Yu Jing's beating heart suddenly went cold.

With people right in front of her eyes, Mingzhu's dream talk didn't sound like she was speaking to her.

Yu Jing secretly stretched out her magic claws and touched her slender neck.

Mingzhu showed no sign of waking up.

Yu Jing felt even more uncomfortable.

How could this person do this?They had just done such an intimate thing, but now they said something on the bed that Mo Minwei misunderstood her.

Yu Jing made a gesture to strangle her neck, suppressed her voice, and threatened with gritted teeth: "Be honest, which little fairy did you dream about?"

"mom."

A heavy and long "Mom" overflowed from Ming Zhu's throat, and Yu Jing froze.

In a daze, I heard Ming Zhu intermittently say: "Why...you left me so early?"

This sound was a little choked up, and Yu Jing's heart trembled suddenly as she saw a tear quietly falling from the corner of her eye.

Having never seen her look weak before, Yu Jing was caught off guard by this tear, she hurriedly reached out to catch it, and accidentally touched her face with her fingertips.

Ming Zhu, who was immersed in a dream, furrowed her brows fiercely, and her slender eyelashes flicked open slightly.

The four eyes met, and they were all stunned for a moment.

The emotion in Mingzhu's eyes faded quickly, and he sat up slowly, first glanced at the lit lamp, then turned to the person in front of him, looked puzzled at Yu Jing who was lying on the bed in a strange posture, and said in a hoarse voice: " Are you going to the bathroom?"

Yu Jing regained her composure and shook her head: "I was woken up by you."

"Huh?" Ming Zhu looked blank.

"You talked a lot in sleep just now." Yu Jing failed to catch the tears, and slid her fingertips along the traces of the tears to the corners of her wet eyes, "I heard your 'Mom'...you dreamed Is she there?"

Mingzhu's eyes were filled with emotion, and he lowered his eyelashes, and said "hmm" in a very soft voice.

Yu Jing rubbed the wetness with her fingertips, recalling her gaffe and sadness just now, she hesitated in her heart.

Regarding Mingzhu's mother, Yu Jing remembers that she mentioned it once. When they went to City A to record "Happy Star", the two of them were going to collaborate on the opening show. Yu Jing asked her about playing the piano, and Mingzhu said She learned it from her mother.

As for this elder, Yu Jing has never seen him before.

When Lin Yi appeared, Mingzhu said she was the stepmother's daughter, Yu Jing didn't dare to ask more questions, now contacting Mingzhu's nonsense, she had a vague guess in her mind: "Your mother, she..." died?

She didn't know whether to ask about the latter words.

Perhaps her hesitant appearance was too suspicious, Mingzhu saw through her mind at a glance, opened her eyelids, looked directly at her, and said frankly: "She died when I was six years old."

Even though she guessed it in her heart, Yu Jing was shocked when she heard her confession.

Not knowing how to comfort her, Yu Jing's eyes flickered, her mouth opened, and it took her a long time to choke out a sentence: "Do you miss her?"

Mingzhu didn't say yes or no, looked up at the void, slowly turned back, looked at her, and said irrelevantly: "I haven't had a birthday since she passed away."

Yu Jing suddenly remembered that she had said something similar when she just came back.

When Mingzhu said that before, Yu Jing thought that she was just too lazy to live, or that she forgot her birthday because she was too busy, but she never thought it was because of her mother.

Was it her birthday the day her mother died?

When Yu Jing thought of this possibility, her heart suffocated.

If that's the case, that's cruel.

I don't want to expose her scars, but I don't know if today's birthday is right or not. Yu Jing held her hand, feeling full of guilt in her heart: "I'm sorry, I don't know it's because of this reason. Then next time you celebrate your birthday ,I……"

"You promise that you will spend time with me in the future." Ming Zhu blocked her lips with his fingers before she could finish speaking.

Yu Jing was startled, tightened her grip on her wrist, and asked cautiously, "So are you happy today?"

Mingzhu clasped her fingers tightly, no sadness in his eyes, looked at her, and said softly and solemnly: "Jingjing, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my 19 years of living alone."

"I'm really happy today." Mingzhu smiled, took her hand, and kissed the back of her hand, "Thank you, baby."

[Deleted Content Supplement] Ming Zhu said that before, Yu Jing thought she was just too lazy, or because she was too busy to forget her birthday, she never thought it would be because of her mother.

Was it her birthday the day her mother died?

When Yu Jing thought of this possibility, her heart suffocated.

If that's the case, that's cruel.

I don't want to expose her scars, but I don't know if today's birthday is right or not. Yu Jing held her hand, feeling full of guilt in her heart: "I'm sorry, I don't know it's because of this reason. Then next time you celebrate your birthday ,I……"

"You promised to stay with me in the future."

Mingzhu didn't wait for her to finish, and blocked her lips with his fingers.

Yu Jing was startled, tightened her grip on her wrist, and asked cautiously, "So are you happy today?"

Mingzhu clasped her fingers tightly, no sadness in his eyes, looked at her, and said softly and solemnly: "Jingjing, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my 19 years of living alone."

"I'm really happy today." Mingzhu smiled, took her hand, and kissed the back of her hand, "Thank you, baby."

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