this life is waiting

Chapter 58

I chalked up all my nonsense tonight to the fact that I had too much to drink. %し

People who don't drink much by nature can only improve by drinking frequently, and people like me who haven't drank once in several years will die after drinking once.

I am not impressed with the cup I ordered today, which has a high degree of alcohol, although I drank several cups with great interest.But this is just thinking, with He Cheng by his side.

I'm not afraid of anything with her by my side, she can do whatever she wants to me.

On the way home, I just felt sleepy, very sleepy, sleepy like fever all over my body.

She didn't count as supporting me, I stuck to her tightly, just walked all the way, I don't know if she would feel uncomfortable, after opening the door, she turned on the headlights in the living room, and I used this light to walk from the bag He took out the small mirror from his pocket, and sure enough, he saw himself with flushed cheeks in the mirror.

I put down the mirror, put my hand on her shoulder, and asked, "My face is so red."

She leaned over to slip on her slippers and said yes.

I asked again: "Is it ugly?"

She looked up at me with a flick of hair that didn't block her view.

There are beauties, standing gracefully, with low eyebrows and trusting hands, with a frown and a smile that seduces people's hearts.

She changed her slippers and supported my waist, and pressed the back of her hand on my face. The cold feeling made me hold it immediately, icing the left cheek, and then icing the right cheek.

She laughed: "How much did you drink?"

Yeah, how much did I just drink.

This clear consciousness, is it because I am not drunk and want to be drunk by her side, or is it because I am really drunk and don't want to forget what happened.

I smile at her.

She reached out to touch my neck and patted it twice: "It's beautiful, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, she pushed me to the shoe cabinet and let me lean on it, then squatted down, grabbed my ankle, and said, "lift your foot."

Cooperate, everything cooperates.

Put on shoes cooperatively, walk in cooperatively, sit obediently on the sofa, watch her dangle in front of me, pour me a glass of milk, drink cooperatively, wait cooperatively, wait for her to come out of the bathroom after taking a shower , Then took the bath towel she gave me, and went into the bathroom cooperatively.

"I'm very worried about you like this." She said to me when I was about to close the door: "Can you stand up?"

I stood at attention: "Yes."

She laughed, pinched my chin and shook it a few times, "Go and wash, call me if you need something."

People who drink too much are particularly slow to do things. I really want to take a quick shower, but the hands that hold things are so soft and prone to daze.

I don't know why I took a shower gel, but I saw toothpaste halfway, so I started to interpret the words and functions on it.

After reading it, I started to brush my teeth. I brushed while looking at the mirror, grinning while brushing, continued to brush after laughing, took a shower after brushing my teeth, looked at the shower gel and shampoo, and it took me a minute to distinguish which one should be squeezed in my head. on, which should be squeezed on the body.

I know in my heart that these actions are stupid, but my body just continues to do it uncontrollably.

Halfway through the wash, I heard a knock on the door, and He Cheng asked me outside, and I responded.

Ask something, turn around and forget.

After finally washing and drying himself, he put on his pajamas and went out. He Cheng's hair was wet and his head was covered with a towel casually. When he saw me coming out, he took a look at me.

She just took the hair dryer to blow her hair, and I walked over with the buzzing sound, instead of sitting beside her, I sat down on the floor under her feet, wrapped her legs in mine, and hugged her. .

Rubbing her chin against her knee, she turned the hair dryer in the other direction, blew on my face a few times, turned it off and asked me, "Is it better?"

I nodded.

After I finished speaking, I rubbed my face against her knee again.

He Cheng sighed, turned his head to look at me: "You really..."

I looked up at her: "What's wrong with me?"

She bent down to look at me, reached out her hand and didn't know what to do to me, she was grabbed by me, turned to the back of her hand, kissed her lips, and put it under her chin by the way.

He Cheng laughed again.

I raised my head high: "En?"

She was not in a hurry, first put the hair dryer aside, moved her legs, and freed herself from my restraint very lightly, then got off the sofa, half-kneeled beside me, and gave me a deep look.After a while, he suddenly grabbed my neck and pressed my hand against the sofa and kissed me.

The tongue sticks out, and the hand sticks out.

The space between the sofa and coffee table is so cramped, but I like this feeling.

So we did it once, rolled to the floor under the TV and did it again, don't sleep tonight, the hair is dry without blowing.

On the couch again.

The wine that was finally scattered was casually teased by her, and it went up again.

After all, wine can't get her drunk, and she tastes the best of all delicacies.

When I woke up the next day, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Although I didn't sleep together much, it was rare for me to wake up and see her who was still sleeping.

She slept soundly, she didn't feel it when I touched her face, and she didn't feel it when I kissed her, I laughed and got up from the bed.

She was the one who coaxed me to sleep yesterday, but I forgot what happened at that time, I would act like a baby and let her coax me, now I think about it, I feel guilty, she is so tired, and she still has to take care of me.

After covering her with the quilt, I tiptoed out of bed, cleaned up the unsightly living room after washing up, and tidied up the pillows before I heard a low morning sound behind me.

I looked back at her. Her hair was a little messy. Although I combed it with my hands, it was still a little mischievous and out of the usual route.

"It's getting late." I moved over.

I was in such a good mood, I hugged her waist and wanted to kiss her, but she pressed my shoulders to stop my movement, covered her mouth and said, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

it does not matter!

I smiled, took her hand away, and kissed her hard on the lips.

This is the daily life of my little goddess, her hair is messy, her clothes are wrinkled in a certain corner, she wakes up in the morning and hasn't brushed her teeth, but what does it matter.

For the rest of the time, I followed her when I had nothing to do, watching her brush her teeth, wash her face, and comb her hair. She didn't mind at all in front of me. Unlike me, I was afraid that I would be ugly in front of her. up.

I ate breakfast, lunch, and even dinner together. She simply cooked two bowls of noodles, probably because I was too hungry. I drank all the soup and almost licked the bowl.

I didn't plan to go to the street today. After eating noodles, she refused my request to wash the dishes, and quickly washed the dishes.

I don't know what other couples do when they live together. In short, it shouldn't be doing housework. Let's change the sheets and covers in the room and throw them into the washing machine.

Some clothes that cannot be washed in the washing machine are soaked in a bucket.

After I cleaned her room, I went to the balcony and found her doing laundry.

Looking at it from here, the scenery of the city is not bad. I closed the door and handed over a half-gnawed apple, which she bit down.

This life is too much for a couple. Are we together for five months or five years?

Thinking that I took a step back, and was about to rely on the washing machine to lament this pleasant life again, the washing machine suddenly started to move.

So the literary me let out a ouch.

I asked, "Have you ever heard something about washing machines?"

Her sleeves were half rolled up, and she was still wearing a bib. The water from the faucet splashed on the back of her hands. Without looking back at me, she responded casually, "What's the matter?"

I coughed, "That kind of thing..."

In order to reflect the ambiguity of this sentence, I said while chewing an apple, thinking about the explanation for a while, which made me a little embarrassed.

She finally felt that something was wrong, turned off the water and looked back at me, still asking: "What's the matter?"

I swallowed: "Hahaha"

Just ...

I put my hand on the washing machine, which is probably in the process of dehydration at the moment, and the body shakes regularly.

I smiled at her, she was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at me, I knew she understood what I meant with this smile.

The obscene words that I want to say in my mind still need to be considered carefully. Now this topic has been dragged into the face by me, and there is no room for turning back.

My face started to feel a little hot, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Do you feel it?"

She laughed softly, turned her head back, and said leisurely: "You can try."

What an awkward person, it must be a lie to say that he doesn't want to try it, but when this matter is said, it is interpreted as another strange taste.

It's... so shameful.

Am I still that innocent and kind Zhou Xiaoyi...

All I can do now is to escape. I opened the French windows of the balcony, accompanied by the sound of the washing machine, as if mocking me.

The house that has been tidied up looks much more comfortable. This sense of satisfaction is like every time I tidy up my room, the messy things are gathered together regularly. I feel very happy and can't wait to award myself a hard work award.

He Cheng also came into the room after washing the clothes, glanced at me slumped on the sofa, untied the hair tie from my hair, then shook my mobile phone in her hand a few times, and sat next to me.

I immediately stuck to it, and she leaned back a little and put her arms around my waist.

"Xuanjing sent you a message." She said lightly.

I groaned and took the phone from her hand.

I have a habit of pressing the lock screen button first and then unlocking it with my fingerprint. This habit was developed when I spied gossip in the group. They like to withdraw, but they don’t know that the sent things will be displayed in the future. on the unlocked screen.

So before he unlocked the phone, he could see two messages from Xuan Jing.

Xuan Jing: I didn't expect that.

Xuan Jing: You actually like girls.

I was puzzled and looked up at He Cheng: "Did you see it?"

She said yes.

I unlocked the phone and asked, "What does she mean?"

Logically speaking, I am so familiar with her that it is impossible for her to repeat this kind of thing twice, whether it is caring or calculating.

In view of the former friendship between classes, I still replied to her.

Me: Well.

Xuan Jing: When did it happen?

Me: University.

Xuan Jing: Oh.

Xuan Jing: Bless you.

me: thank you.

This conversation was generally very boring. When I was chatting, He Cheng was watching from the side. After it was over, I asked again: "What does she mean?"

He Cheng pursed his lips, first glanced at me, then reached out and took the remote control, and switched from the advertisement station to the advertisement station.

I kept staring at her during this process, and when I finally thought she would not answer me, she suddenly moved a little in my direction and said, "Did Xuan Jing like you in the past?"

Interrogative sentences sound like declarative sentences.

I laughed: "Huh? How is it possible."

But after she said it this way, this inexplicable conversation seemed not strange again.

It’s probably not a big deal, no matter whether this guess is true or not, I won’t have too much contact with this Xuan Jing, but He Cheng’s behavior seems strange to me, he said he was jealous, but in the end he didn’t look like it, Talking is still the same as before, chatting with her and answering me word by word seriously, and responding to her body movements tacitly.

Maybe I think too much.

Because of today's hard work, I used my housekeeping massage skills on her before going to bed at night. She was sitting on the bed, and I knelt behind her, pinching it once and for all, and looking at the massage on her lap together. Movie.

The movie was a bit boring, watching the people in the movie yawn, I yawned too, but just after finishing, He Cheng suddenly turned around and hugged me.

There was something weird about the hug, and my legs were unprepared, twisting in an odd position.

I pushed her away a little, put my legs back together, and was about to ask her what's wrong, when she suddenly kissed her.

It's fine and broken, like a chicken poking rice, it leaves after a while, and then it comes up again after a while, so I can't close my eyes, I can't even open them, it's so embarrassing.

In the end, I pinched her head and gave her a long kiss.

After parting, she looked at me and just smiled.

I looked at her with trepidation, pinched her chin, tilted my head and asked, "Huh?"

Is it abnormal?

She smiled deeper, stepped back a little to free her chin, and said, "We met at just the right time."

Because she often has something in her words, I understood it for a full minute before I let out a long sigh: "You mean Xuan Jing."

she laughs.

I:……

Do I look like the kind of person who bends when I break it...