Forbidden lovers

chapter2

After a whole week of work, she was tired at home and had a sore back. When the neighbors nearby heard the movement on the second floor, they all knew that the Chen family had come back alone. Some of the new neighbors who moved in in the past few years did not know Miao Jing. Looking at her age of twenty-four or five, she had a beautiful and refined appearance and a deserted temperament. During the two months of summer vacation, the billiard hall's business was deserted, which could be regarded as a subsidy. This trip was in a hurry, and the food and accommodation were all in the truck. The weather was hot and the smell was sour all over his body. Chen Yi returned to Vine City today and settled everything. The image is unsightly, but it can't help but make people whistle - it is the handsome and arrogant smell of the young man, wheat complexion, a black line on the neck with a jade plaque, straight shoulders and broad back, distinct muscle groups, sporadic old and shallow scars, chest muscles are not too strong, but smooth and neat, muscle slopes down to flat abdominal muscles, tight and narrow waist, black trousers wrap two straight long legs, thigh muscles are tight and bulging. Looking up at his face again, he was a young man of twenty-five or six years old, with a refreshing cut head, a blade-like facial features, a high nose, a dark lip color, and a fleshy/lustful feeling, but with some fierce looks. There was a scar between the eyebrows, which broke into the left eyebrow - fierce and handsome, especially the pair of eyes, wild and wild, bright and unruly, with a drooping tail. He took out the key to open the door, and his eyes instantly lit up. The window was bright and clean, as if it was not his home, but the furniture was familiar - on the unfamiliar wooden shoe rack at the door, there were women's sandals and high heels, but the bottom layer was his sneakers and flip-flops, cleaned and neatly arranged. The aroma of chicken soup... floating out of the kitchen, he could even catch a glimpse of the back of the skirt. The floor was so clean that he threw his handbag to the ground, his fingers caught the cigarette, and there was a frivolous smile on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you say that you came to sleep at night and had an unexpected surprise? Suddenly so virtuous?" The woman in the kitchen slowly stirred the chicken soup in the casserole, turned back when she heard the movement, and met the man. Melted, mature, not so fierce. He was stunned, his pupils tightened sharply, and the cigarette in his hand hit the ground, scolding him, wrinkling his thick eyebrows, staring at her with piercing eyes, like opening an orange or some fruit, splashing sour juice between his fingers. It was Miao Jing who spoke first: "You're back?" "Do you want to drink chicken soup? I'll give you a bowl." Chen Yi squeezed out a few words: "You fucking... you, why are you here?" "Why can't I be here?" Miao Jing lowered his eyes, slowly served a bowl of chicken soup, and his voice was light, "Can't I come back?" "Why the hell are you coming back?" He put on his wrinkled T-shirt, squatted down to pick up cigarette butts on the ground, and stuffed them into his mouth. He took a deep breath, and his eyebrows wrinkled deeper. He looked at the house in the smoke, and the light was bright, warm and soft. The doors of the two bedrooms side by side were wide open, and the layout inside was clear. The balcony was full of clothes, the old sofa in the living room was covered with light-colored sofa towels, and there were bottles of flowers on the coffee table. He had been gone for so many days, and the house had completely changed. "F * ck... you..." Miao Jing had long been accustomed to it, "Without that f * ck, you wouldn't be able to speak?" Chen Yi's expression changed again and again, and he instantly turned cold: "How did you get in?" "Find someone to open the lock." Miao Jing put the soup bowl on the table, turned around to fill her own share, "The spare key is in the drawer, I found it." "I found a job, and the work place is in the development zone. There is a new car company branch there, so I jumped ship and went to the company to report next week. The company's accommodation conditions are not very good, so I live at home." "You are a top student from a famous university, and you went to work in this small city where birds don't s**t? Did your brain get hit by a car or short-circuited?" He seemed unhappy, kicked a low stool in front of him, took two steps, and crossed his waist, "Are you sick?" "These days, college students are everywhere, and it is difficult to find jobs. In big cities, they are all highly educated, and they earn so much money. They work overtime until midnight every day, which is enough for the rent. Now there are many people who go back to their hometown to live and work." "This is your hometown? It has something to do with you? Your hometown is in Province Z, more than 500 kilometers away." "Brother... Didn't I live here for ten years? I finally found a job, and I can't even come back to live for a while?" "Am I your brother?" He looked ugly, leaned over on the chair, looked at her from her point of view, flat and broad back, thick and black head, Chen Yi frowned, "Am I your brother?" "No, I'm not." Miao Jing sat at the table, drinking soup slowly: "I'll pay your rent first." "Where have you been? You haven't come back for so many days, and your body stinks to death." He had a straight face, his face was fierce and cold, and he ignored her at all, got up, and took a cold shower in the bathroom. After not living together for six years, there was suddenly an extra person in the family, and he was upset, that was true. After taking a shower, Chen Yi went into the room to find his change of clothes, but he couldn't help kicking the cabinet again: "Did you touch my clothes?" "Washed a few dirty clothes and put them away for you." Miao Jing stood at the door of his room, watching his hair dripping down, "The left side of the T-shirt, the right side of the pants, the socks and underwear I didn't move."