drink snow and ice

Quarantining in a hotel is actually quite boring, like sitting in a prison. In a room with a double bed of more than ten square meters, there is only one TV and wireless network for entertainment.

It's really iron. window. life. life.

However, she turned her head and looked at He Xueyan, who was reading a novel. He Xueyan lowered her head with a very focused expression, her long hair slipped from her shoulders with her movements, and a white hand was gently resting on her chin.

If the inmate is He Xueyan, it will be worth it indefinitely! ! !

"What novel are you reading?" Chu Yuanyuan stooped to peek at the cover of the book, it was all in English, and he couldn't understand it.

The woman closed the book gently, her eyes narrowed, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips: "Lady Chatterley's lover."

I haven't seen it, the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

She laughed dryly, looked around, and saw that the only imperial concubine stool in the room had been moved by He Xueyan to rest her feet.

She could only slowly move to the bed and sit down while smiling awkwardly. That's right, there is only one bed in the big bed room! ! !

"Don't you want to take a bath?" He Xueyan slid one foot off the velvet stool, because the air conditioner in the guest room was fully turned on, she was wearing very thin clothes, no socks, and the flesh of her foot was as white as jade.

It landed softly on the carpet, and the fingertips pressed against the gray fluff, like frost and snow.

Chu Yuanyuan swallowed his saliva unconsciously, trying to avoid staring too directly at the exposed skin, not wanting to make himself look like a hungry ghost: "It needs to be washed, it needs to be washed." washed."

"It's just..." She tugged at the front of her shirt, tears streaming down her face, she didn't bring anything but her blood.

He Xueyan sighed, and began to rummage through her suitcase. Fortunately, she was planning to go abroad, so she had some luggage: "I didn't bring much clothes, anyway, I won't be able to see outsiders in isolation. Can I not wear underwear? I have new ones for underwear. Haven't worn it yet."

"Yes." She lowered her head, her ears turned red, and took the clothes He Xueyan handed over.

He Xueyan's waist was thinner than hers, and she couldn't wear it without elastic pants, so He Xueyan gave her a set of his pajamas.

Very light light green, pure cotton fabric, with fragrance in the fibers.

She held the clothes in the bathroom and smelled them like an idiot for a long time.

It smells really good, cool and seductive.

He Xueyan's clothes were too big for her, the trouser legs dragged past his heels, and the sleeves covered his palms.

It was rare that the person waiting outside was not reading a novel, but was leaning against the bay window, with his head slightly tilted, and his eyes were looking out of the window blankly.

Anyone can see that He Xueyan is a very lonely person at this time, she is smart enough and cruel enough, but once she calms down, she is so empty.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door sliding and closing, she turned her head and looked at Chu Yuanyuan, then the corners of her brows and lips curved, her smile was gentle and beautiful, like a gentle mist: "It suits you very well."

She walked over slowly, squatted down in front of Chu Yuanyuan, and raised her hand to help her fold some long trouser legs.

When He Xueyan bent down, the thin cashmere sweater was supported by the thin back bones, which undulated like a butterfly's wings.

"Why is it so ugly?" She still couldn't help asking this question after all: "Why don't you bear it a little longer? Isn't there a better solution to the matter?"

"Yes." He Xueyan stood up, her eyes were so cold that she said: "There are many."

She sat down on the bed, then patted the place beside her to signal Chu Yuanyuan to sit down: "I've been thinking about it for so many years."

"Is there something I did wrong, because Zhang Chao kept telling me that it was because I recruited too much that this kind of thing happened."

"I've been thinking about it." He Xueyan's expression turned blank: "For a while, I began to agree with what they said. Maybe it was really my fault. Otherwise, why wouldn't other people encounter such a thing."

"Later, I figured it out. It wasn't me who was wrong. Since I was not at fault, why should I endure it?"

Chu Yuanyuan jumped up and hugged one of her arms, and put his head lightly on her shoulder.

He Xueyan laughed, and the tremors brought by the laughter made Chu Yuanyuan's face tremble slightly: "I can't bear it anymore, why do I have to listen to Zhang Chao telling me that he wants to have a girlfriend with a smile?" Child? Why do I have to hold back my nausea and talk to Zhang Yimin, I have done nothing wrong, so why should I back down."

Her fingers began to tremble, from subtle to violent, and finally almost convulsive.

Chu Yuanyuan could only put his hands close to hers, intertwining her fingers tightly and forcefully.

"There are many methods that are gentle and clean. I just don't like those methods suddenly. I want them to remember that He Xueyan is not so easy to be tamed. It doesn't matter if they are biting their flesh and blood, and both of them are injured."

It's rare for He Xueyan to talk so much, and she was a bit dazed when she finished speaking in one breath. She looked at Chu Yuanyuan with her head down, and then at the white ceiling, pushed Chu Yuanyuan away and walked to the bathroom: " It's time for me to take a shower."

Just two steps away, the slimy little girl jumped up again, her arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, her face was buried behind her back, and she said in a muffled voice, "Don't go."

He Xueyan tightened her fingers while she was changing clothes: "I didn't leave, I just took a shower." She put the other hand on Chu Yuanyuan's wrist: "Little sister, we are quarantined together, and we will not leave each other for 28 days. where to?"

The little girl shook her head: "I still don't want it."

"What do you like about me?" She sighed softly: "I am a very bad person, Yuanyuan, haven't you seen it clearly?"

The little girl was silent for a moment, and He Xueyan took advantage of this gap to break her hand away, but within three seconds, the little sticky man came back and hugged him even tighter than before.

He Xueyan: ....

"See it clearly..." She pressed her lips too tightly against the fabric behind He Xueyan's clothes, and her lips were a little itchy: "If I saw it clearly from the beginning, I would definitely be scared, and I would run away, you don't need to tell me I'll run."

"But it's too late now, you can't stab me in the heart and tell me to get out when I already like you."

The little girl's voice was a little crying: "It's not fair, it's not fair at all."

The man turned around, and the clothes in his hand had been thrown to nowhere by her, and his fingers pinched her jaw.

She raised her head in a daze, but saw the man sighed and kissed him down.

"Where is there fairness in this world?"

You simply fell, and I have only had a slight throb until today, so there is no fairness at all.

But today, even today, He Xueyan willingly lost to Chu Yuanyuan.