As the so-called wine is strong and courageous.
Without the sanity of the waking moment, Jiang Jinjin was completely exposed at this moment. She only treats the man in front of her as a prey. As for his last name and name, it really doesn't matter. Her eyes were facing each other, Jiang Jinjin did not shy away, but Zhou Mingfeng still stared at her, perhaps too focused, he did not let go of the hand that was holding her waist.
He stared at her silently, his eyes focused, with an unclear meaning.
Jiang Jinjin was not discouraged either.
In the few romances before Chuanshu, there were also times when she took the initiative. However, she will not take the initiative to chase, but instead provokes a man who may not have been interested in her to surrender, and then launch a pursuit offensive. Life is short for dozens of years. Naturally, how happy you can come. For Jiang Jinjin, this "hunting" process is also very rare. Pushing and pulling between men and women is the most touching thing. It's really here. When couples are sticky, they lose a sense of happiness.
Jiang Jinjin took the initiative to withdraw from his embrace, slapped the water with a smile, turned her head, and said, "It's still early anyway, how about we play a game?"
Zhou Mingfeng remained silent.
Jiang Jinjin: "You dumb."
Zhou Mingfeng replied in a dumb voice: "It's not early, you can rest."
Jiang Jin looked at him in surprise, "Is it fun to have games while resting? Sleeping is a waste of time."
She continued, "You can swim, right?"
Zhou Mingfeng took back the sentence that praised her for good wine.
She is not half drunk. Maybe on the way back, she just felt a little uncomfortable, so she was so quiet.
What Zhou Mingfeng didn't know was that the reason Jiang Jinjin had done well before was just because she hadn't noticed him.
When she was swimming around in the pool, she inadvertently glanced to the shore and saw a scene that poke her heart.
The moon was shining, he was standing on the shore, slender, and staring at her, as if she was the only one in his eyes in the world.
She had to admit that she was deeply obsessed with this look.
Jiang Jinjin, who was awake, once moved Zhou Mingfeng's heart, but this heartbeat was so fast that it was not enough to counter her sanity. She is not suppressing it. This kind of words that are too forbearing is obviously too unreasonable when used on her. It is just that she has been moved by many people, so this kind of heart is in her life, in her consciousness, Too unusual.
Zhou Mingfeng knew that it was impossible for her to go ashore and let her mess around in the swimming pool alone.
As if to coax a child, he nodded, "Yes, but..."
Jiang Jinjin put her index finger up to his lips, "Shhh."
Zhou Mingfeng looked at her.
Both of them were standing wet in the swimming pool. Although the temperature difference between day and night was great, it was in the midsummer, and this spot would not be cold in the swimming pool.
"It'll be fine, but what?" Jiang Jinjin smiled openly, "Then, let's hold our breath longer than anyone else."
Without waiting for Zhou Mingfeng to agree, she sank down and dived into the water.
Zhou Mingfeng lowered his eyes, the water in the swimming pool was so clear that he could see her slightly curly hair spreading out in the water.
She can also see her skin like white porcelain.
The moon was reflected on the water, and the moon was just above her head.
It was as long as a world. After Zhou Mingfeng watched a series of gurgling bubbles appear in the water, before she could react, she suddenly stood up, aroused a burst of water, and splashed on his face. She seemed to have finished a triumphant prank, laughed, and asked him, "Have you counted, how long have I held my breath?"
Of course Zhou Mingfeng didn't count.
He even thought that maybe drunkenness was contagious, just like this moment, he felt that his reaction was much slower.
"Go back," he said.
Jiang Jinjin could perceive that he had no feelings for herself.
She snickered. If she didn't feel it, why did she keep her arms around her waist just now, and why there was no impatience in her eyes.
"Don't you compare?"
Zhou Mingfeng stared at the water. He felt that if he really plunged in, he suspected that all the water splashed by her had entered his mind.
"It's time to go back." Zhou Mingfeng didn't even notice how gentle his tone was at the moment, "I'm going to work tomorrow."
"Oh, all right."
Even Jiang Jinjin, who was drunk and irrational, was still considerate.
She is not a social animal now, he seems to be.
Thinking of something, there was a sly in her originally agile eyes, "Then are you defeated without a fight? Are you losing?"
Zhou Mingfeng stared at her and said helplessly: "Forget it."
"Then if I win, can I be rewarded?" Jiang Jinjin quickly hit the snake on the stick, leaned forward and reached out to hold his arm. "My leg was cramped just now, you can hold me back."
Zhou Mingfeng: "..."
If she thinks of all this tomorrow, I wonder if she will regret it.
Jiang Jinjin said, "It shouldn't be difficult for you, because I'm not very heavy either."
She seemed afraid that he would refuse, and said: "But if you can't, I won't keep pestering you."
Zhou Mingfeng wanted to squeeze the bridge of his nose very much, but his hands were entangled by her.
"good."
As long as she can stop.
Just hug.
The two got up from the swimming pool, Zhou Mingfeng took one of the bathrobes and put it on her, and wiped her hair.
After putting on the slippers, he resignedly picked her up, using the princess hug posture she ordered.
Jiang Jinjin immediately put her arm around his neck.
She is indeed not heavy, Zhou Mingfeng's arms are also strong, and he easily walked into the house holding her. He was also thankful that everyone in the house should have fallen asleep at this time, otherwise this scene would have been seen. It's really not suitable.
Sometimes the less you want something to happen, the more often it will happen.
Just as Zhou Mingfeng walked into the house holding Jiang Jinjin, he was walking towards the stairs, when he happened to ran into the sleepy Zhou Yan standing on the stairs.
Zhou Yan didn't want to eat dinner today. He woke up from hunger in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. When he walked to the middle of the stairs on the first floor and the second floor, he saw his father coming in with his stepmother, and both of them were wet.
The father and son looked at each other, Zhou Yan and Ji Ling completely awake, and the first thought was: I should run away, run away!
He turned around and ran upstairs, moving so eagerly that he dropped a slipper. He didn't even bother to pick up the shoes, and quickly slipped into the room with one barefoot.
Zhou Mingfeng: "..."
This is really a chaotic night.
After standing there for a while, he held Jiang Jinjin upstairs again, stood still on the steps, paused, and bowed his head and said to Jiang Jinjin, "Hold tight."
Jiang Jinjin obediently hugged his neck tighter.
Zhou Mingfeng almost died, but he still bent down, reached out a hand and picked up the slipper left by his son.
He came to the second floor and put the slippers at the door of his son's room. Then he continued to go upstairs. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he put Jiang Jinjin down, "You go take a shower. The air-conditioner is on in the room. Beware of catching the cold."
Jiang Jinjin could not give up, oh, "I see."
She obediently picked up the pajamas set aside, and walked on tiptoes to the bathroom.
Why is this? She looked down at the wool carpet spread on the floor, the water on her body slowly seeped in, and the color became darker. She was very distressed.
Turning his head, he didn't forget to tell Zhou Mingfeng: "You also hurry up to take a shower, this carpet is all wet, it's very expensive."
If Zhou Mingfeng didn't understand Jiang Jinjin, she would probably think she was pretending to be crazy with alcohol.
Because she doesn't look drunk at all.
However, what she said and did made Zhou Mingfeng couldn't help holding his forehead: If it weren't for drunk, he thought she wouldn't be like this.
Zhou Mingfeng simply went to the bathroom of the next room to take a shower, changed to a new set of pajamas, and when he returned to the bedroom, Jiang Jinjin was standing by and blowing her hair.
When she heard the movement, she turned her head and saw him standing not far away. She slowly moved her eyes up. Seeing that his hair was wet, she waved at him like calling a puppy: "Come, come here, I'll give you Dry your hair."
Zhou Mingfeng did not move, and she was not angry. She pulled out the plug and stepped on the wool carpet with bare feet and came to him. After plugging in the hair dryer, she did not care about his wishes, and stood on tiptoe to blow his hair. .
Zhou Mingfeng just looked at her with heavy eyes.
The wind from the hair dryer is gentle and soothing, making it drowsy.
...
Jiang Jinjin didn't know how to make him blow his hair. She has a lot of hair, and by the time her hair is completely dried, it is already very late. Zhou Mingfeng sat on the side of the bed without looking at his phone, as if there was some martial arts secret on the silk quilt, he looked down. Jiang Jinjin put down the hair dryer and jumped into bed in three steps in two steps. She lay down on a comfortable soft pillow and sighed comfortably. She was also very sleepy, but she still looked at Zhou Mingfeng intently.
Jiang Jinjin now has a pair of smart eyes. She is now more and more like Chuanshuqian.
Friends have said before that her eyes are deceiving.
If she is interested in someone, she will look at the other person intently and make the other person red, which will make the other person have an illusion: as if she is the only one for her.
Jiang Jinjin's love came quickly and went quickly.
The reason why she was not labelled as the king of Shanghai is that she only likes one person at a time, and she is sincere every time.
Who is Zhou Mingfeng?
He would not be confused by such eyes, or even if it was true, he would be calm.
He finally looked at her.
It's just that the smiling eyes are calm.
He got up suddenly, thinking that the matter should be over now. She had already come out of the swimming pool and was already lying on the bed, so he didn't need to be with her anymore.
Jiang Jinjin hurriedly propped up with his elbows, leaned out a hand and quickly grabbed his wrist, and looked at him: "Okay, don't look at you, don't be angry."
Speaking as if to prove that what she said was true, she lay down quickly, pulled up the quilt, and closed her eyes tightly.
It was just to coax him, but she didn't know that when her eyes closed, her sleepiness hit, and she fell asleep soon after.
Zhou Mingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and lay down in a strange mood.
The senses that had been dull were once again extremely agile, a bit sharper than usual.
As soon as he closed his eyes, a scene of the swimming pool appeared in his mind.
The sound of her breathing and the faint smell of her body lingered in her ears and nose.
Even the tactile sensation when she put her arm around his neck was so clear as to be re-engraved in his mind, just waiting to be played and replayed.
Zhou Mingfeng began to feel that perhaps he had made a wrong decision to pick her up by car today.
But the wrong thing has happened.
In the darkness, he opened his eyes, sat up, and walked to the door. He went to the bathroom and took a cold shower and then went to the next bedroom to lie down. He barely fell asleep until the sky appeared white.