Forbidden lovers

chapter6

Chen Yi slept on the couch in the lounge for the night. The next day, there were regular customers in the billiards hall who came to play ball. He accompanied him to play sparring, and he also played a few games. It wasn't his whole appearance before he left, everything was clear, the doors of the two bedrooms were open, and the balcony door was also open, so it was ventilated - there was no damp and stale smell unique to the lower floors of the old house, but instead it was refreshing, cool, warm and fragrant. There were fresh fruits on the table, and half a watermelon, several fresh vegetables, eggs, milk, and beer in the refrigerator. Miao Jing came back silently. Chen Yi sat on the chair and lit a cigarette, biting the butt of the cigarette in a trance, and after smoking a cigarette, he couldn't stay, so he couldn't help but go out. I happened to meet Jing Miao back downstairs. Miao Jing went out to do some errands, went to the bank, went to the business hall to change a phone card, and corrected her file and household registration information, and familiarized herself with the living environment. She had lived in Vine City for ten years, but in fact, she had been to very few places, and she had no special impression of Vine City. She went out with a light yellow parasol, her face was snow-white against the light, her face was small, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyebrows were like paint, her eyes were clear, and her body was slender and slender, with a curling softness, but her temperament was never weak, nor was it easy-going and friendly. Instead, she was cold and arrogant, standing alone in the pavilion, with simple long-sleeved trousers, loosely covered on her body, and every step and every fold of her clothes revealed a beautiful and soft posture. Yi Chen stood in the sun with a gloomy brow, staring at her as she slowly approached. "Yi Chen." "Give me your phone number, didn't you use that number before? It became empty a long time ago." Just as she changed the phone card, she stood in front of him, took out the phone, and waited for him to report the number. Fifteen minutes later, a message came in from the phone with a ding dong, an unfamiliar number. [Don't smoke at home.] The man expressionlessly pressed the phone, saved the number, entered the word Miao Jing, and applied through her WeChat friend. The first sentence - [Come back at what time in the evening? The window lock is broken.] Damn it! Chen Xi remembered that he had been in the billiard hall for two days, and then he came home and smoked a cigarette. He didn't take the shower and clothes he should take, so he had to go back. - Come home at ten o'clock in the evening, Miao Jing hadn't slept yet, and when he saw Chen Yi coming back, he asked him if he had eaten. If he hadn't eaten, she would go to cook. He said in a cold voice that he had eaten, and went straight into the room. The room was carefully tidied up, looking for his towel, he couldn't help but lift his breath and said, "Where's my towel?" "It's too old, I threw it away." Miao Jing handed over a new one, "Here you are, newly bought." The light blue wide bath towel was soft and delicate cotton - the old towel was wiped by Miao Jing as a rag. Chen Yi gritted his teeth, and the green veins in his temples popped out, and he slammed into the bathroom with the bath towel in his hand. The bottles and cans on the shelf were all changed, and he washed his whole body with a piece of soap, and Tu Li left a lot of colorful bottles and cans, all of which were gone now, and replaced with a whole set that he had never seen before. Someone knocked on the door: "The new soap is in the cabinet of the washstand, you can remove it yourself." The bathroom water rattled. After taking a shower, Chen Yi opened the door with a cold face and frowned. After a while, he came out of the room, dressed neatly and sat on the sofa. "Change clothes and come out again." He looked at her through the smoke, his eyes were also covered with a faint mist, dark and violent. She was wearing an ordinary gray vest skirt with thin chest pads, and the skirt was down to the middle of her thighs, but the ice silk material was extra soft and close to the body, with a thin waist, long and straight legs, and slippery white porcelain skin. She turned around and went back to the house, and came out later. A white nightdress hung on two slender shoulders and arms, the skirt was long and close to the ankle, and it was empty and covered, but it was more slender in the middle. Jing Miao sat down on the sofa and stared at him, her voice clear: "I said, you can't smoke at home." "Tsk." He snapped his tongue, the tip of his tongue was on his cheek, and he glanced at her, his eyes didn't care, he slowly took two puffs, and he didn't rush to spit out smoke rings, and then slack back. The two long legs wrapped in jeans were on the coffee table, and the posture was frivolous and crude. Miao Jing saw his cold eyes through the smoke, and her red lips pursed and silent, obviously unhappy. He was not happy either, and the two of them fought to see who could grind who. "What major did you study in college? What job did you find?" "You don't understand." Miao Jing's expression was light, and after thinking about it, she said, "The salary is 8,000 a month, and there are other subsidies every month. There is a bonus at the end of the year, which is not bad." Chen Yi sneered: "I don't understand you college students, you have worked hard to read for so many years, at least you have seen the world, and you are satisfied with 8,000 a month?" Miao Jing turned her head: "Self-reliance, what is there to be dissatisfied with." "Where can't you be self-reliant, why are you coming back?" "Work, life, live." "Where can't you live, you have to come here?" There is no ashtray on the table, he flicked the ash on the floor, his eyebrows are cold and arrogant, "How did I tell you at the beginning, let you get away, the farther away the better."