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cohabitation?

Cohabitation!

As soon as these words came out, Abby's drowsiness in the morning was scared away.She squeezed the phone tightly.

"Same, same——"

"Yes, cohabitation." Steve's voice came from the other end of the phone, soft and textured, "If you have no objection, then it's settled. When I finish my work, we'll go pick something new together. If If you still have doubts, we can talk slowly at the same time."

Although he has a gentle voice, once he has been an officer for a long time, the habit of giving orders is hard to change. Hearing his seemingly unquestionable and quick-fix tone, Abby almost jumped up from the bed and yelled with her legs together "yes"!

But luckily she was a little sane.The repeater came online again, and she hesitantly groaned:

"Cocoa, but..."

Will this be too fast?I always feel that if we live together, it seems to be different from the current state.

"But what?" Steve patiently enlightened, "You don't have to worry too much. Just think about it: we are neighbors, and we often go to each other's house for dinner. Coupled with this relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, it's a matter of course. What's more, it's not troublesome for you to move here, on the contrary, it increases our alone time."

His voice dropped suddenly, like an electric current that numbs a person's heart:

"You don't know... how much I want to see you when I come home from get off work every day."

Straight, straight!A super straight ball from the warm man of the century!

Abby was knocked to the ground at once.

She blamed herself: it was the natural thing to do.When a relationship develops to a certain stage, there must always be progress before it can be called "development"!

Torturing her heart, why doesn't she want to see Steve every day?

And let's be realistic: Steve's house is big, very big, and empty, hardly like a bachelor's house.Let alone one Abby, even a litter of Abby would be more than enough.

You don’t need to worry too much about moving, because you live very close; you don’t even need to move all your things. If Steve is away, she can still come back to do experiments...

It sounds like cohabitation isn't that scary at all.

Abby thinks she is honest enough with her boyfriend, and Steve has already made it clear to her that they trust each other and have no secrets.

What else is there to worry about?thought Abby.

But there is a small voice in the bottom of my heart shouting: No, something is wrong...

Abby covered her ears and her head in her heart, ignoring the voice.

She lowered her eyes and stammered twice: "Okay, okay."

……

Steve finished today's task, and the two went to the supermarket together.

A trip to the supermarket refreshes Abby's perception of Steve: he seems to love buying sets.Some items don't need to be bought again in Abby's view, but he still enjoys picking and choosing.

Slippers should be paired, toothbrushes and mouthwash cups should be paired, even cups...

"How about this?" Steve asked her, holding up both glasses at the same time.

One has a bigger cup belly, the other a smaller one; one has a rabbit drawn on it, and the other has a carrot drawn on it.

ah!So, if she uses carrots, then Steve will use rabbits?

Abby looked at the pair of glasses, Steve's warm smile against the edge.

It feels like... it's not impossible...

Steve only found out about this later.Frowning, he muttered "the bunny pattern should match you" as he put the cup back.

The blue eyes looked around solemnly, and suddenly froze again.The wrinkles between the brows also loosened.

"This, do you like it?"

Another pair of couple cups.The slightly larger one has a big dog drawn on it, and the smaller one corresponds to a puppy.

Abby leaned over and took a closer look:

"What kind of dog is this?"

Steve watches too.The two stared at the cup intently for a while.

The ears hang down big, the nose is round, the whole body is white, the golden hair is not like the golden hair, the Samoyed is not like the Samoyed...

The two men came to the conclusion after the study:

This is nothing...

It's just a blindly painted dog, completely different.

Steve looked at the dog on the cup with a bit of regret, and then at the rabbit on the previous cup.

Abby suddenly felt blessed at this moment!

She read from his blue eyes that were a little melancholy: why can't a rabbit and a dog be a couple?

This wild conjecture made her feel hot all over.Quickly grab a pair of cups with puppies drawn on them from Steve, and stuff them into the shopping cart:

"I-I like this! Let's just buy this?"

The words were a little hasty, and Abby didn't see Steve's eyebrows raised high, showing an overly happy expression.

Abby realized it later, and her earlobe turned red into two pomegranate grains.It's so urgent, it feels like they are full of expectations for their cohabitation life.

In fact, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

She really wants to share half of her life with him and is looking forward to their future.

……

Steve made dinner as usual, and Abby followed him like a little tail swimming around.

Steve turned around and nearly bumped into her.

Seeing him frowning helplessly, Abby quickly helped him stretch the bow on the back of the apron, and whispered:

"I want to help you too... You teach me, and I will study hard."

Steve freed his hands to pinch her face and replied vaguely "next time".Next time and next time, tomorrow and tomorrow, I really don't know what year and month it will be.

"Want to eat something else? Change it tomorrow."

He saw her eating deliciously while waving a fork and spoon, and asked calmly.

"Hmm," Abby slurred, "I want fish and chips..."

"it is good."

Under the light, the sound is as gentle and slow as a human being, nourishing the heart and lungs like spring rain.

He enjoys the whole feeding process, if one day she learns to feed herself, then "owner" will lose its meaning.

After dinner, the two simply moved home first.The scattered items were moved a little first, and the large items were left tomorrow.

Basically Steve does it, Abby sits.But taking advantage of her last stubbornness, she rushed to her home to take a bath.

The sound of the water was splashing, and Abby's heart was pounding.

Staring at the few scattered water droplets, Abby finally remembered what she had forgotten and felt wrong:

Together!Not only does it mean that two people live together!

It also represents two people... sleeping together!

Her whole head exploded, and her chest seemed to have hundreds of kittens in her chest, each of them was restless, kissing, gnawing, scratching and scratching at her!

It made her really want to find something to chew on...

At this point, hypocrisy seems unnecessary.Those who fall in love must have this awareness sooner or later.

No matter how innocent Abby is, she still understands this truth.

She made up her mind not to be coy, but it was still burning her ass when she walked all the way from the house to Steve's.I'm afraid that the spark of this idea will burn out, and I will be discouraged again.

Don't be afraid, Abby, come on!Don't be shy!

She cheered herself up all the way, and ran back to Steve's house, which was now hers, as if fleeing, and then quietly locked the door like a thief.

There was a faint sound of water coming from the direction of the bathroom, and Steve was also taking a shower.Abby's nerves tensed, and she started to walk on the same hands and feet.

She went to the kitchen with one hand and one foot, poured herself a cup of hot water—note, this Englishman didn’t even pour tea for himself—then walked out with one foot, and sat with her butt glued to the sofa.

Nervous people always want to find something else to do to distract and distract highly concentrated emotions.Absent-minded, Abby picked up the cup and took a sip, but she was almost scalded and jumped ten meters high!

"..."

She silently put down the teacup, trying to hold back the tears that came out.

As soon as Steve came out of the bathroom, he saw her tearfully blowing into the cup, asked her "what's the matter", and heard her say "it's hot".

Putting the towel on his neck, he simply shook the wet drops on his hair, and walked over with big strides:

"Come on, let me see."

His chin was rubbed upwards by his fingers, Abby tilted her head slightly, and a rosy bit of her tongue stuck out.

like a puppy.

Steve's eyes were dark, and he kissed her with a long breath in the gesture of pinching her chin.

Steve was a good soldier, but definitely not a good doctor.

After the kiss, the pain and numbness became more serious!

Still can't catch her breath... Abby panted softly, hanging on him by instinct like a koala cub who hasn't been weaned.

Steve hugged her tightly, brushing damp hair against her ears.Abby couldn't help laughing and dodged, then pulled the towel around his neck and wiped his hair.

After wiping, he wanted to hang up the towel, but he didn't let her move.She struggled a little, but he was stronger than her, and his arm could almost break her waist.

She couldn't breathe again.

However, when this kind of flesh sticks to flesh, he can actually think wildly.Being hugged too tightly, Abby could clearly feel the contours of his muscles: such as the stretched lines on his arms, and the lumps on his belly that tightened with breathing...

His whole body was stiff, without a trace of excess fat, and he felt a sense of strength.Abby's brains were already knotted at this time, and she praised in a daze:

"Wow, Steve's abs are really strong..."

"..."

For a moment the whole living room was silent.She saw him raise his head slowly, but there was still a sleepy golden retriever.At this moment, the mane was blown fluffy by her, clearly a lion full of spirit.

Just as Abby was wondering if she should break the deadlock with a head mallet, there was a sudden rustle, and Steve took her hand and led her slowly into the hem of his clothes.

The abdominal muscles are firm and stretched, especially hot.

Her hand pressed the joint with a clear texture, and she froze, as if she was stupid.

His tongue pressed against his cheek, and his eyes locked on her right.The voice is hoarse like strong wine pouring down the throat:

"Come and try."