"..."

These words were like a thunder that suddenly exploded in Sang Zhi's ears.

As a result, her hand slipped and she lost control of her strength. The jelly flew out and fell to the ground.

Sang Zhi picked it up slowly, took out a tissue, and wiped the package. Her eyes moved to his fingers on the buttons, and she paused for a few seconds before asking subtly: "Don't you have any hands?

"

Duan Jiaxu chuckled and said casually: "Children, do you know what fun is?"

"..." Sang Zhi pretended not to hear, picked up the remote control, and turned down the air conditioner a few degrees, "Shall I turn it to twenty-three?"

"You'll catch a cold."

Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, and noticed that his hair was not dry yet, so she could only adjust the temperature back. She continued to tear off the wrapping paper, but it seemed like it was stuck with strong glue and could not be peeled off.

.

In the end, the opening was torn apart by her.

Duan Jiaxu reached out and took it, tore it open for her from the other side, and handed it back to her.

Sang Zhi took it back silently and ate it with a plastic spoon. She always felt that this direction was a little strange, and wondered if it would be awkward for her to suddenly mention that she wanted to go back to the room.

A lonely man and a widow live together in the same room.

The TV was not on, neither of them was talking, and there was no other sound in the room. She could feel with her peripheral vision that Duan Jiaxu's gaze seemed to be looking at her unabashedly and blatantly.

The light in the living room is slightly dim, the headlights are not turned on, and only the vertical table lamp next to the sofa is turned on. The color of the sun is biased towards the sun, creating a warm and charming atmosphere, with a bit of ambiguity.

This lamp seemed to bring warmth, and Sang Zhi also felt a little hot for no reason.

But Duan Jiaxu never spoke again, and Sang Zhi gradually relaxed a little. She finished eating the jelly, stood up, and threw the shell into the trash can: "Then I'll go back -"

Before she could finish her words, Duan Jiaxu suddenly made some noise. He straightened up, reached out to hold her arm, and pulled her into his arms.

The force wasn't too strong, but Sang Zhi didn't expect it, so she didn't stand firm enough. Her breathing stopped for a moment, and she subconsciously followed the force and fell on him.

Summer clothes were thin, and both of them only wore short-sleeved shorts.

Sang Zhi could clearly feel that his hard skin was a bit hotter than the temperature on her body, and his breath, which was suddenly so close at hand, was familiar and cold.

Her body was a little stiff and she didn't dare to move. She whispered: "What are you doing..."

Duan Jiaxu's fingertips rubbed her wrist, and he led her hand to his clothes. His eyes were slightly narrowed, stained with moisture, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Have you finished eating?"

"..."

"Then it's time to help."

Facing his bewitching eyes, Sang Zhi's mind went blank, as if she had been hypnotized. After only freezing for a few seconds, her fingers moved, inexplicably listening to his words, and slowly untied them.

His top button.

The clothes opened accordingly.

The deep and distinct collarbone is exposed, which is extremely sexy.

She moved her eyes upward and noticed that his Adam's apple was rolling a little, and the lines were very beautiful.

At this moment, Sang Zhi suddenly came back to her senses. Because of her actions, her cheeks burned all over, and she stumbled and said: "Okay, okay, I'm going back to the room."

Duan Jiaxu pressed her hand: "So perfunctory?"

Sang Zhi was so nervous that she couldn't speak. She felt it was too fast and didn't know how to refuse. She could only look at him with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Sensing her uneasiness, Duan Jiaxu raised his head and kissed her chin: "Don't be afraid."

"..."

"If I don't touch you, my family will only suffer a loss." Duan Jiaxu spoke very slowly and unbuttoned the buttons with one hand, "But do you want to inspect the goods first?"

Sang Zhi felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

After a while, Duan Jiaxu stopped and only half of the buttons were unbuttoned. His fingertips slid upward again and stopped at the collarbone. His movements were a bit erotic, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, as if to capture the soul.

vixen.

The world quieted down.

After an unknown amount of time, Sang Zhi heard him make a sound.

"Would you like a kiss?"

Sang Zhi went back to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She squeezed out the toothpaste, and she could still faintly hear the sound of Duan Jiaxu making the bed. She lingered for a long time and didn't open the door to go out after brushing her teeth.

Not long after, Duan Jiaxu's voice sounded outside: "Go to bed early."

Sang Zhi responded vaguely.

Duan Jiaxu: "Tell me what you need."

Sang Zhi responded again.

Then, there was the sound of the door opening and closing.

Sang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and then walked out of the bathroom. She walked to the door of the room, struggled for a long time, and then hesitantly pressed the door lock.

The spring made a clanking sound, which was extremely loud.

Her movements froze.

The next second, Duan Jiaxu's lazy voice sounded outside: "Are you so defensive of me?"

"..." Through a door, Sang Zhi simply pretended not to hear, turned off the light in the room, and returned to the bed.

There is a small desk lamp on the bedside table, which has been turned on at this time, giving off a dim yellow light.

The 1.5-meter single bed has light pink sheets and a half-meter-tall stuffed bear next to it. The furniture inside is from the house, including a small desk with all the things Sang Zhi left on it.

small objects.

Sang Zhi glanced and noticed that there was a photo frame on the bedside table.

This is a recent photo of her and Duan Jiaxu.

Sang Zhi lay on the bed, rolled up the quilt, and buried her whole face in it. She could clearly smell the smell of the new quilt, which also contained the breath of sunshine.

Thinking of what happened just now, Sang Zhi felt a little suffocated, and her head came out again. She was not sleepy at all. She stared at the white ceiling, holding the puppet next to her and torturing her, venting her emotions.

I wanted to howl, but I was afraid that the old man next door would hear me.

The soundproofing of this house was average, and Sang Zhi could still hear Duan Jiaxu walking around outside. She reluctantly calmed down, picked up her phone, and flipped through a comic to read.

But my mind is not on this at all.

Isn't it a bit embarrassing to say that?

Sang Zhi had never had such an experience, and had never heard of anyone around her saying that such a thing had happened.

She was actually seduced by a man.

The point is.

She! Actually! Didn’t! Control it!

It's so embarrassing.

It’s really! It’s so embarrassing!

Sang Zhi closed her eyes, threw the phone aside, and got into the quilt again. She touched her lips, and in this small space, the sounds of breathing and heartbeat were amplified.

What came to mind was the kiss she had just placed on Duan Jiaxu's Adam's apple;

The hand he placed on his lower back to rub, then let go;

And, he panted slightly and said flirtatiously: "I can't control these hands, why don't you tie them up?"

Because I tossed and turned for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

The next day, Sang Zhi got up very late. When she opened her phone in a daze, she found that the time was already ten o'clock. She stayed in bed for a while, got up and washed, and then left the living room.

But Duan Jiaxu was nowhere to be seen.

Sang Zhi opened WeChat and took a look at it in confusion.

Around seven o'clock in the morning, Duan Jiaxu sent her several WeChat messages: [I have something to go out on.]

Duan Jiaxu: [There is porridge in the microwave, heat it up and you can eat it.]

Duan Jiaxu: [Get up and talk to me.]

Sang Zhi replied: [Get up, what are you going to do? 】

Later, Sang Zhi went into the kitchen, heated up the porridge, and brought it out. She took a small bowl, put some in it, and sat down at the dining table.

When he looked at his phone again, Duan Jiaxu had already replied: [Back.]

Duan Jiaxu: [If there is anything you want to eat, I will bring it to you.]

Sang Zhi thought for a while: [Chicken steak.]

Duan Jiaxu: [OK.]

Before Sang Zhi finished her porridge, Duan Jiaxu came back. He changed his shoes, put the plastic bag in his hand in front of her, and asked casually: "Why did you get up so late today?"

"On weekends, just sleep longer." Sang Zhi gave an excuse casually, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and asked, "Why did you go? Go out so early."

Duan Jiaxu sat across from her and answered honestly: "On the anniversary of my mother's death, I went to visit her grave."

"..." Sang Zhi paused, looked up at him, and let out a quiet sigh.

Seeing this, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows: "Why this reaction?"

Sang Zhi let go of the spoon and whispered, "Why didn't you tell me? I'll go with you."

Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to take this matter to heart, and said with a smile: "Going there will affect your mood. I'm afraid you won't be happy when you come back. And it's a rare weekend, so I'll let you sleep a little longer."

"..." Sang Zhi was silent for a few seconds, "Yeah."
To be continued...