kiss your brow

The two at the table ate in tacit agreement.

Song Ying was full, she didn't eat much, and today was the most she ate.

She asked: "If you need something at work, you can tell me."

Chu Ning looked up in astonishment, "I'm fine."

When I was in school, I also relied on Song Ying to live a better life. After I came out, I felt the sadness of being a migrant worker.

After the two finished eating, Chu Ning cleaned up and went to wash the dishes. She dried the dishes, put them aside, and wiped her hands.

Looking at the moonlight outside through the window, she wondered if she could get a taxi now.

Song Ying came over in her pajamas, "You sleep here at night."

"I, will I disturb you?" Chu Ning pondered, Song Ying is a busy person and definitely needs enough rest, if she sleeps too poorly and prevents the other party from having a good night's sleep, it won't be embarrassing.

Suddenly, Song Ying was very close to her, and they could feel each other's breath.

Chu Ning was speechless for a moment, looked at the face in front of her, and then said expressionlessly, "I can only disturb you."

"It's okay. By the way, we haven't seen each other for so long. We should talk about how you have lived these years. Have you ever played Jiajia?"

Chu Ning's eyelashes trembled, thinking of the times Song Ying kissed her at school, it was the players who caused the trouble.

She suddenly felt uneasy.

Seeing her hesitating, Song Ying put her cool thin lips between her brows, rubbed them lightly, and smiled: "Sleep in my room, I won't play with you, we are all adults, not children, do it Do what an adult should do."

"..."

In the dead of night, everything grows, and the dark bedroom covers a few strands of silver light.

The two lay back to back, and neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere is more peaceful than the moon outside.

Chu Ning yawned, feeling that she was thinking too much, and she didn't look good when she was older. It was impossible for Song Ying to be interested in her. Now that there are so many young and young, who would like a 30-year-old.

She felt relieved for a while.

Turning around, one could see Song Ying's face very close at hand, her muscles and appearance were peerless, she had never changed.

Chu Ning moved a bit, and suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her into the other's arms and hugged her.

Her body froze, her face was pale, and she was about to speak.

Song Ying closed her eyes, not intending to open them, and said softly, "Don't move around, go to sleep, it's too late."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-2815:52:38~2021-07-0100:09:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles with no names and nicknames; 5 bottles of Ji Chuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!