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◎Falling apart. ◎

This is the third kiss between them.

There are no more than three things. But nothing seems to have changed between them.

Chen Zui originally thought that they could sit down and have a good chat today.

But I don't know why it became like this.

The two stood in the kitchen like a stalemate.

"Are you serious?" Liang Yuwei asked her.

She stood still, as if if she said yes, nothing would be possible between them.

She nodded anyway.

She just felt a little tired and didn't want to waste any more energy on hurting herself.

"Okay."

Liang Yuwei gave her a complicated look, turned around and left.

Chen Zu did not go out to watch.

She heard Liang Yuwei changing shoes at the door, followed by a brief silence.

Then, there was the sound of the door closing, isolating her inside the house.

Chen Zui touched the corner of his mouth.

There was also the faint taste of mint in Liang Yuwei's mouth at the corner of her mouth.

She stared at the pile of ingredients and stood blankly for a while.

She wanted to send a message to the group of four girls like last time, but she suddenly lost all interest and didn't want to entertain anyone.

-Liang

Yuwei walked out of that door and plunged into the midday summer.

To go or not to go?

He had no intention of leaving.

But Chen Zu didn't give him any steps, so he had to separate first.

In just two or three seconds, Liang Yuwei was already sweating.

He glanced out through the elevator window.

It's the hottest time and there are almost no people outside.

While waiting for the elevator, Liang Yuwei brushed his hair randomly, feeling as hot as the weather.

Chen took the initiative to kiss him, which was unexpected, and he needed to calm down.

Not just the brain, but the body as well.

Can't she have friends of the opposite sex? He doesn't seem to care.

But the inexplicable possessiveness drove him to say some inexplicable words.

It's just too hot.

Liang Yuwei was sweating all over just coming out of the building.

Why doesn't he just stay in the air-conditioned room?

He smiled bitterly, feeling his mouth go dry.

When passing by a convenience store, he walked in without hesitation.

Liang Yuwei took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and placed it on the cashier.

When checking out, he saw the condom shelf knocked down by Chen Zui again.

After Chen Zui knocked down the shelf, he hurriedly picked it up and placed it in an irregular manner. Those boxes were still in the same condition as before, twisted and twisted. The clerk didn't seem to have tidied it up.

There will be no customers, and the clerks will be huddled in the narrow cashier checking their phones.

Liang Yuwei cleared his throat. The clerk put away his phone and stood up to pay.

Liang Yuwei looked at the shelf uncontrollably.

The clerk obviously recognized him.

When paying, Liang Yuwei noticed that the clerk looked at him with deep meaning.

Somehow, an unknown fire came over him, and he pointed at the shelf and said, "I want them all."

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People have left, but they still have to eat.

Chen Zui was in a daze for a while, then returned to the kitchen. Just as he put on his apron and prepared to fire, he heard the sound of the door lock turning.

She was nervous. People who live alone are most afraid of inexplicable noises.

She walked quietly to the kitchen door with a spatula in hand. The next second, she saw Liang Yuwei opening the door and walking in.

He was carrying a white plastic bag from a convenience store in his hand. It was bulging, as if it contained a lot of things.

As if nothing had happened, he walked in and changed his shoes with skillful movements.

"You, how did you get in?" Chen Zui asked him.

He put the plastic bag on the shoe cabinet in the entrance and walked in casually: "Who told you not to look at the keys carefully." Is

he still blaming her?

"This is the second time."

He slowly took out her key from his pocket, shook it, and put it back.

He took it from the entrance when he left just now.

Chen Zui turned around and went to the kitchen and closed the door.

But the kitchen door didn't have a lock, and there was no other benefit to her except forcing herself into a situation with no way out.

Liang Yuwei pushed the door open, but did not come in.

He leaned against the door, watching her.

The last thing Chen wanted to do was to be influenced by him, so he kept his back to him while changing the prepared dishes from the chopping board to the plates. One plate wasn't enough, so she replaced it with a larger one.

She was circling back and forth at the cooking table, busying randomly, but she didn't know what she was busy with.

Liang Yuwei looked at it for a while and then said, "One kiss is not enough."

Chen Zui was still angry and didn't look at him. He just asked, "Why is it not enough?"

"You said it yourself."

"What did I say? ?"

Liang Yuwei then told her what she said: "You said, treating me to a meal is not enough. If I have any gifts or wishes, you can satisfy them."

Chen finally turned around: "When did I say that?"

"When we were on the mountain." Liang Yuwei looked at her indifferently.

She did say that. It was Liang Yuwei who said this when she was carrying her down the mountain because of her ankle injury.

Seeing that she remained silent, Liang Yuwei then asked: "So, you just want to fool me with a kiss?"

Chen Zui said in a bad tone: "Then what does Mr. Liang want me to do?"

"I'm sorry." Liang Yuwei He also realized that his words were inappropriate, so he adjusted his tone and apologized to her.

He took the initiative to take a step forward and wanted to hold her hand: "I don't want to have a purely working relationship with you. Let's be friends too, okay?"

There was an imperceptible begging tone in this sentence.

Chen Zui was still angry and withdrew his hand: "My friends and I don't do this kind of thing."

Liang Yuwei stepped forward and took her into his arms.

She put her palms against his chest and began to push him hard.

She wanted to run away, but he held her tightly in his arms.

The disparity in strength between them was so great that Chen Zhi no longer struggled, but leaned on his chest, and his tone suddenly dropped: "I have had enough of all the interpersonal relationships that consume me. I hope I can have dinner with my friends." freedom, whether of the same sex or of the opposite sex.”

Liang Yuwei heard that she was not in a good mood, so he let go of her, and said with a serious expression and tone: "Sorry, I overreacted today."

Chen Zui stared at him and continued: "I told you that my skills are not good, for This is the third time I've improved this meal. It's because I regard you as something more special than a friend that I take the trouble to do this."

"I..." He couldn't figure out for a moment, "You are more special than a friend. means "more special".

His confused thoughts left him tongue-tied.

"If you still feel it's not enough, I'll give it all back to you today." Chen Zui said.

The next second, she took the initiative to hook her hands around his neck, pressed her lips to his, and hugged him tightly.

He clearly felt that this kiss was different from the previous ones.

He restrained himself, but the blood all over his body still gathered in one place uncontrollably.

She pried open his lips and teeth very aggressively.

Liang Yuwei's breathing became increasingly rapid, and he was retreating steadily under her sudden attack.

He still tried to regain his senses, separated from her, held her face and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Don't talk nonsense." She pried his lips open again, and lightly traced his clear-textured waist with her fingertips.

A random scratch with her fingertips made his body feel like electricity, sparks exploding from time to time.

This is evidence that she has gone too far.

Soon, she faced his counterattack.

He grabbed the back of her head and took all her breath.

For a moment, she felt like the world was spinning, her legs and feet were weak, and she couldn't help falling backwards, almost hitting the range hood.

Liang Yuwei protected her head and pulled her out a step.

His hand went down her hair, wandered over the edge of her scar, and then touched her back.

Those thin fabrics seemed like he could tear them apart without much effort.

She gripped the marble countertop of the kitchen counter tightly, so hard that her fingertips turned white.

She seemed to be floating helplessly in the stormy waves. The edge of the table was a useless piece of driftwood, but she still struggled to grab it.

Chen tried his hardest to stay awake.

When his fingertips traced the metal hook on her back, she trembled slightly.

One step further and her scar would be exposed to him.

No one had ever seen her scars in full.

Liang Yuwei looked at her face.

He held her chin and looked into her wet, lustful eyes.

They no longer tried to cover up the excessive thoughts in their minds.

He asked: "Do you want to try it out and give Shen Miao a user experience?"

Chen knew that Shen Miao accidentally sent the message to Liang Yuwei, but he didn't know that she had posted such shameful content.

"Yeah." Chen Zui glanced at his abdomen. She had just touched it, and there were tight abdominal muscles there. "The figure is so good. If you try it once, I won't suffer."

What did you take him for? □□'s?

Liang Yuwei approached her expressionlessly and pecked her harder, with little bits falling on the tip of her nose and neck.

During the heat, her collar slipped from her shoulders, revealing the edges of her scar.

He saw it.

Then he put his lips on it without hesitation.

Trembling, she removed the last layer of armor.

Her last secret was completely exposed to him.

Chen Zui closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

With such a good figure, you won’t suffer any loss if you try it once, so let’s fall together.

She wanted to take off her apron, but the more anxious she became, the more unable she was to untie it. In the end, she tied the two strings into a tight knot.

Liang Yuwei pushed her hand aside.

After a while, Liang Yuwei picked her up and walked out.

She looked back regretfully at the apron that had fallen to the floor.

It had lost its original purpose under Liang Yuwei's violent dismantling.

The two met their eyes, and they both knew what was about to happen.

Chen Zui asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Liang Yuwei cursed in his mind, "Why are we going to eat?"

"I haven't bought a set yet..." she said.

Liang Yuwei picked up the plastic bag at the door, then carried Chen Zui directly to the bedroom.

Chen was most afraid of falling, so he hung his hands around his neck and asked what was in the bag.

Liang Yuwei placed the bag on the dressing table in the bedroom.

She finally saw what was inside.

"Did you just think about it?" She deliberately approached his face.

He turned away awkwardly.

Actually I didn't think about it.

At least I didn't think it would be today.

He just couldn't stand the look in the clerk's eyes.

Maybe the clerk didn't mean anything else, but he was just too upset.

"Which one do you want to use?" He looked at Chen Zui, "You can choose later."

-Chen

Zui was in a vast ocean, surrounded by humidity and heat, and there was the sound of water, but her vision was blurred and she could not see anything clearly. .

She felt like she was drowning. She wanted to stick her head out of the water to see the light outside, but was pushed back into the bottomless water by a big hand.

Oh, there is also Liang Yuwei here.

He was the big hand that kept her in the ocean.

She took a deep breath, intending to hold her breath to resist the depressing underwater, but found that she seemed to have entered a whole new world.

He was teaching her to dive.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Her bedroom has a simple layout, with a dressing table opposite the bed.

There is a small, round makeup mirror on the dressing table.

The mirror usually faces the wall. After doing her skin care this morning, she probably forgot to turn off the mirror light and turn the mirror around.

At this moment, she opened her eyes and faced her own flushed face in the mirror.

There is also Liang Yuwei's broad shoulders with clear texture.

They were placed together in that small circle, performing a picture of softness and hardness colliding.

The frame of the painting has a milky white halo, which is as beautiful as a dream.

Chen Best seemed to have never seriously admired his body in the mirror.

Even when taking a bath, she finished it in a hurry and put on a set of pajamas.

She discovered that the shape of her shoulders and collarbone was actually very beautiful. Except for the scars, the skin on other parts was still delicate and fair.

She would probably look good in a tube top wedding dress. She thought silently to herself.

After this idea appeared out of thin air, she was shocked again.

She had just clearly defined this sex as a "trial experience", but now she was thinking of a wedding dress.

She drove away this terrible thought and asked Liang Yuwei: "You know, right?"

She had already guessed that he knew she had scars.

So he never asked her why she always wore long sleeves, so he always turned on the air conditioner for her as soon as possible, so he was as calm as water when he touched her scar for the first time.

Liang Yuwei didn't answer, but asked her: "Does it hurt?"

In fact, it hurt a little. But bearable.

The marks on her body raised her pain threshold.

Trying to keep her tone steady, she shook her head and asked him instead, "Is it ugly?"

She was referring to the scar.

Liang Yu shook his head.

How could it be ugly.

It's obviously beautiful.

Then, he immersed himself in eating hard.

"Do you think it's scary?"

He finally raised his head to look at her. Her eyes were like a clear lake, reflecting his blurred eyes.

He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "You think too much."

His kiss was restrained, but his hands were not. He continued to drag her into the deep sea.

She looked at him, and his eyes were wet, filled with something called desire.

Amidst the turbulence, she saw the makeup mirror again.

The mirror is too small to frame a complete picture, so the scene switches back and forth.

In the small round mirror, the white and rosy face changed to undulating scars, and finally turned into a pair of ankles being held.

Chen looked at Liang Yuwei most nervously.

The feeling of suffocation under water came back briefly, followed by a dull groan, and suddenly, it was as if a pool of gentle water was leaking out of her body.

When she came to her senses, the two of them were already covered in sweat.

The blanket beneath him was almost imprinted with sweat.

They didn't turn on the air conditioner in the bedroom, and she didn't even have time to find the remote control for the air conditioner in the bedroom.

Just relying on the occasional cool breeze blowing in from the living room is simply not enough.

But in such an emergency, who would have thought of turning on the air conditioner.

The tip of Chen Zui's nose was sweating again.

She climbed up with her upper body supported, found the remote control on the bedside table, and pressed it. Liang Yuwei's chin touched her shoulder. Wherever she found him, he would follow her.

He couldn't bear to take his eyes away from her face. The feelings he had accumulated over the years were a bit too strong.

It's a pity that Chen didn't notice his affectionate eyes and just regarded it as a gentle behavior that normal men would do afterwards.

The first ray of air from the air conditioner blew down, and Chen Zuorui lay down on his stomach.

Neither of them had experienced this. Liang Yuwei seemed to be floating in the air, but Chen Zui seemed to be falling apart.

She was lying on her side, Liang Yuwei held her in his arms.

He liked the heavy texture on his palm and refused to let go.

This is a good time to talk about love.

Say something.

Should he ask what the phrase "being more special than a friend" meant, or go back ten years and say that he already liked her at that time...

His eyes swept across her empty collarbone.

Or you can ask her why she refuses to wear the necklace he gave her.

When Liang Yuwei was still thinking about the next step between them, Chen Zui looked back at him.

The temperature of the room has not yet dropped, and there seems to be sticky sweat between the two of them.

In the hot air, she pushed aside her suppressed hair and asked him, "It's me, not Song Shiwei. Are you a little disappointed?"

Song Shiwei.

After a long while, Liang Yuwei remembered this name that should not be mentioned.

He was startled, feeling sour in his chest, and said solemnly: "Well, everyone thinks so."