Yishi Yijia

How to change it? Change what?

Lu Yining's nerves were paralyzed by alcohol, and it took a while to digest these simple words in her mind. She stared at Tang Mubai for a long time, just like the last time she was drunk, she wanted to get close uncontrollably. Some, and a little closer.

But she was not tall and didn't wear high heels. Because she was drinking and she couldn't stand still, she only stood on tiptoe for a few seconds, then she frowned and leaned against the wall as if her heels were deflated.

Lu Yining felt a little wronged. She couldn't even tell the difference between dream and reality, but she felt unhappy whether it was in dream or reality.

The walls were cold, but her face was hot again.

Lu Yining's head drooped down for more than half a minute, and before he lifted it up, he vaguely felt a dark shadow pressing down.

The man's warm breath hit his face, and Lu Yingning's eyelashes trembled. When he lifted it up again, he only saw Tang Mubai's facial features suddenly enlarged several times.

Good-looking people really have the ability to deceive people, especially in front of a little drunk.

Lu Yining licked her lower lip unconsciously, her eyes became more and more watery and sparkling, no lipstick was on her lips, only a thin layer of water light was on her lips, which was very attractive.

Tang Mubai rolled his Adam's apple slightly, tilted his head slightly, and brought his face closer.

The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and they could smell each other's breaths, and whoever got closer would be able to kiss each other.

Lu Yining blinked, always feeling that Tang Mubai would kiss him in the next second.

But in fact, one second passed, two seconds passed—and until a minute passed, he didn't get an inch closer.

On the contrary, it is more irritating than kissing directly. It is like you have foreseen countless endings in advance, but none of them actually happened. Lu Yining felt like there were ten thousand little claws scratching gently in his heart, and the more he felt. The itch was unbearable, her thin brows became tighter, and her mouth was a little reluctant, so she blurted out and asked, "Tang Mubai, can you still do it?"

Tang Mubai didn't expect her to ask such a question at all, so he froze for a moment before bending the corner of his mouth, "I can do it."

After a pause, he asked again, "Would you like to try it?"

Lu Yining stopped talking, the two looked at each other for a moment, and she nodded seriously: "Try it."

When she was drunk, she was like two people when she was sober, so topics that were taboo when she was sober could be brought up without reservation and according to her original intention when she was drunk.

Lu Yining's expression was serious like that of a primary school student answering the teacher's question. After she finished speaking, she didn't feel anything was wrong. She held her breath and stood on tiptoe again. She learned to be smart this time. Unable to keep the weight of her body falling back, she raised her arm on tiptoe and hung it directly around the man's neck.

Tang Mubai stood up straight and put his hand on her waist.

Then, as soon as Lu Yining raised his head and came up, he turned his face away.

Lu Yining just flinched like this, she refused to give up, and turned her head again.

As a result, she turned her head over, and Tang Mubai turned his face to the other side. He seemed determined and made up his mind not to let her kiss him.

Lu Yining couldn't reach out and fix his face to stop him from moving, so he frowned and glared at him, "Don't move."

Her expression is not bad, maybe because she has a gentle and clean face, so she is more like acting like a spoiled child. "

Before Tang Mubai's face turned to the side, Lu Yining's breath was close at hand, and the damp heat was sprinkled on her side face and behind her ears. It seemed as if a fire was burning in his heart, and he couldn't put it out no matter what, and at a very fast speed Diffusion, and then converge to a certain point.

He let out a sigh of relief, clasped Lu Yining's hand tightly, and the other hand was not free, so he took out his phone and unlocked it.

After a few seconds, he spoke in a low voice: "Yi Ning."

"…Um?"

"Be my girlfriend," Tang Mubai paused, turned his head, put his voice close to Lu Yining's ear, and asked word by word, "Are you okay?"

He didn't use the word "reconciliation" because he felt that the part between him and Lu Yining didn't seem like a relationship.

Tang Mubai knew that he had neglected Lu Yining a lot, but he was young and didn't take these love and affection to heart, so he just let it go.

But it's different now. The more he sees her, the less he wants to see others.

Tang Mubai also seemed to have experienced the feeling of "not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns".

So after Lu Yizhou finished the small report with him, he took half of his annual leave in advance. After he was busy with the day's affairs, he booked a plane ticket and flew over.

He suddenly wanted to see Lu Yining very much, very much.

When Tang Mubai said this, the heat of his breath seemed to enter Lu Yining's ear canal in an instant. It was a little hot and itchy. Lu Yining shrank his shoulders subconsciously. Seeing that she didn't answer, the man's voice was softer, half After discussing and half-bewitching, he said, "I'll give you a kiss if I promise."

"…"

It doesn't seem like it's a loss, for a drunk who doesn't have the temptation of beauty.

—

Lu Yining was woken up by the alarm.

She has been outside these days, and her alarm is set at seven o'clock every morning. As soon as the alarm rang, she stretched her hand out of the quilt in a conditioned reflex, and found her phone on the bedside table. Without opening her eyes, she clicked closed.

After drinking alcohol last night, her head didn't hurt, but she was a little dizzy.

Lu Yining lay on the bed for a few seconds with her eyes closed again, and within a few seconds, she felt something was wrong.

There seems to be a very light breathing sound in the ear, and the right hand side does not seem to be a quilt.

Lu Yining's brain sobered up almost immediately. Although she had never encountered such a thing as "disorderly **** after drinking", she had heard examples from friends.

Especially when foreign countries are much more open than domestic ones, this kind of thing is even more commonplace.

Lu Yining's head was empty for a moment, and she opened her eyes abruptly. The crystal lamp above her head really wasn't the lamp of the hotel she stayed in. The pattern decoration was much more extravagant and complicated, and she looked like a rich person.

Before she could turn her head, she heard a faint male voice in her ear: "Awake?"

"…"

"Do you remember what happened last night?"