Zhou Tianlei was probably starving. A plate of fried rice was eaten in three or five bites. It felt like he swallowed it without chewing it carefully. Then he picked up the bowl of pork rib soup next to him with his big hand and finished the bowl in one go. Soup.
This meal only lasted 5 minutes.
When Cheng Xiang was a child, he lived a casual life with his grandmother in the countryside. Following his grandfather, he climbed trees to catch birds and went down to the river to fish for fish. In summer, he followed his grandmother and took a nap on a deck chair under the shade of a tree, swinging a big cattail leaf fan.
Grandma doesn't have so many rules, and she likes to watch her eat big meals.
Later, after returning to the city, I lived with my parents. My mother had strict rules. She did not speak during eating or sleeping. She was not allowed to swallow in big mouths. She had to drink soup in small sips and was not allowed to stand up to pick up vegetables...
Slowly, Cheng Xiang's spontaneity was gradually tightened into rules.
Seeing Zhou Tianlei eating today, I suddenly remembered the days when I was with my grandparents in my childhood, and felt a little warm in my heart.
After Zhou Tianlei finished eating, he turned around and saw Cheng Xiang, who was resting his chin on his hands and looking at him with a smile.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Tianlei felt that her eyes were like feathers, tickling his heart.
"I see you are eating deliciously. Are you hungry?" Cheng wanted to ask.
"Well, I missed the meal when I returned to the factory at noon." Zhou Tianlei replied honestly. When he returned to the factory at noon, the meal had been put away and the pot was empty. The bowl of mung bean soup at noon had lasted until now.
Thinking of how jealous he was at noon, Cheng Xiang laughed in his heart.
I was so jealous that I was still hungry, and I didn't hear Cheng want to play the piano. No matter how I thought about it, I felt like it was a loss.
Zhou Tianlei put away the dishes and chopsticks, entered the living room, and saw Cheng Xiang sitting in front of the piano. When he saw him, he waved to him: "Zhou Tianlei, come here."
He approached slowly, and Cheng wanted to signal him to sit down together, so they sat side by side on the bench.
Zhou Tianlei was tall, and even if he sat down, Cheng Xiang's head could only reach his shoulders.
Cheng Xiang raised his head, looked at Zhou Tianlei with eyes like a pool of clear water, and said, "I'll play the piano for you, okay?"
You have to give him some compensation.
"Okay" Zhou Tianlei felt like he was drowning in her clear water and let her arrange it.
Cheng Xianghao raised his wrist lightly, raised his jade fingers, and the clear sound of the piano suddenly sounded. Different from the cheerful Xu rhythm he heard at noon, this piece of music was calm and soothing, like a stream of sweet air that penetrated the heart and lungs, making people feel comfortable. .
Zhou Tianlei seemed to see a light figure in the faint mist under the moonlight as he listened to the music.
Dancing, spinning, and jumping, the figure kept leading him to follow it.
He searched in the mist, eager to see the figure's face clearly. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a strand of gauze slipped through his fingertips.
When the song ended and the music stopped suddenly, Zhou Tianlei turned his head and stared. He saw the figure's face, right next to him, with bright eyes and white teeth, bright and perfect.
Cheng Xiang looked at him in a daze, blinked and asked, "Does it sound good?"
"It sounds good." Zhou Tianlei felt that his thoughts had not yet returned to their original place.
"This song is called "Adilina by the Waterside". It has a very romantic story. Can you please listen to it?"
"good"
"A long time ago, there was a king who was very lonely and longed for love. He carved a statue of a beautiful girl, looked at her crazily every day, and finally fell in love with the statue of the girl.
He prayed to the gods, looking forward to the miracle of love. In the end, his sincerity moved the God of Love, and gave life to the sculpture.
From then on, the lucky king lived with the beautiful girl and lived a happy life. "
Speaking of this story, Cheng Xiang's eyes were full of tenderness. In the past, when talking about this piece of music, she just thought it was pleasant to the ears. Now that she has love in her heart, she seems to be able to understand the meaning of the song better.
"Music must be listened to with care." Cheng Xiang raised his hand and touched Zhou Tianlei's heart: "When you listened to this piece of music, did you see a graceful girl dancing by the river?"
"I saw it." Zhou Tianlei stared at the person in front of him intently. The warmth of her hand came from his heart, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably.
"Is praying to God really useful?" he asked foolishly. He had always been an atheist who only believed in himself, but at this time, he actually had such a question in his heart.
Cheng Xiang pouted and thought for a while and said, "Well, it's an expectation of human beings. Is there anything you want to pray for?"
She raised her eyes, and the moonlight outside the window came in, reflecting on her bright face.
At this moment, her red lips were slightly parted, and the warm light flowing in her eyes swept across Zhou Tianlei's heart, making his heart tremble violently.
He stared at her red lips and whispered, "Yes."
"What is it?" Cheng Xiang asked, fanning his thick eyelashes.
Before I got the answer, my body was suddenly restrained into a strong embrace, and a low voice sounded in my ears: "Kiss you."
Before he could react, a warm lips covered her.
Cheng Xiang felt as if he was electrocuted, and his brain exploded instantly. He grabbed the clothes on Zhou Tianlei's chest with his small hands and murmured softly.
His lips were soft and delicate, more kissable than she imagined. He didn't go deep and kept licking her lips.
Cheng Xiang was single in his previous life. Although he had learned about kissing countless times on TV and in novels, theory and practice seemed to be two different things.
At this time, her whole body was numb. She felt like a lit match, or a match with popping candy added. Her whole body seemed to have exploded, crispy and numb.
Zhou Tianlei's big hands pressed Cheng Xiang's delicate waist and pressed hard against him.
He didn't seem to know how to express his emotions, so he just licked and nibbled on the two red lips that were full of thoughts.
When Cheng Xiang put his hands on his neck, raised his head, slightly opened his lips, and responded to himself.
When his tongue touched the tip of her warm tongue, his whole body couldn't help but tremble. Then he went deep and wrapped around her tongue, greedily grabbing her breath...
After a long time, he pushed Cheng Xiang slightly and pressed his forehead against hers.
His eyes were dark and full of lust, almost dripping with water.
Cheng Xiang's lips were red and swollen, his heart was beating uncontrollably, and the two people's hot breaths were intertwined.
Zhou Tianlei's hoarse voice sounded in Cheng Xiang's ears: "Think about it"
"Huh?" Cheng Xiang responded in a soft voice in confusion.
"I am hot."
"Um??"
"Do you still have your mung bean soup?"
"Um???"
...
At night, Cheng wanted to reminisce about that passionate kiss, after a silly sweet smile.
It suddenly occurred to me that just now he seemed as jerky and clumsy as her. How could he be jerky?
After thinking about it, I drifted off to sleep, feeling like I was stuck in a cloud all night.
Zhou Tianlei was lying on the bed, tossing and turning. He was always calm and self-possessed and almost lost control.
There is still her sweet fragrance between the lips and tongue, and the feeling of heartbeat turns out to be like this.
She asked him if he had any prayers, and before he could say anything, he said, "I pray that you will always stay by my side."
