Chapter 9

◎ "Don't be distracted"◎

Four pairs of eyes stared at the coffee cups in front of them for a long time, and the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence again.

Finally, Zhu Yao pretended to "go pick up the child", stood up and was about to run away, Xu Zhaolin took the opportunity to say "my mother called me home for dinner", stood up and tied a scarf around his neck.

Before leaving, Zhu Yao said to Wen Xu: "Ahem, well, you guys get along well, her temper is actually not bad, not really really really bad-"

"Well, it's really really bad," Xu Zhaolin hid behind Zhu Yao and said meanly.

Wen Xu couldn't help laughing, but still looked at Zhu Yao and Xu Zhaolin very seriously, and nodded too seriously.

Zhu Yao seemed to have thought of something again, turned to Du Ningyang, and said, "By the way, last time I said I would help you find a place for your studio, and a reliable agent introduced me to a single-family house on the pedestrian street. The first floor can be used as a studio, and the second floor can be used for living. It has just been renovated and the decoration is quite new, but it is a bit expensive and exceeds your budget. 8,000 a month, commercial water and electricity are not included, and the deposit is one third of the payment. Is it acceptable?"

The salary in this industry is very unstable. When it is good, it can reach 20,000 or 30,000. Most of the rest of the time, it is struggling to make ends meet. Although it is not too bad, at least you can save a little money, but it is definitely not an amount that can make your parents brag at the dinner table during the New Year.

"It's too expensive, let's forget it," Du Ningyang thought for a while, and hesitated again, "But if the location is good, it's okay, let's go and have a look first."

After all, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing your child.

Xu Zhaolin stood up for a while and secretly pulled Zhu Yao's sleeve. Zhu Yao understood, "Then send me a message when you think about it tonight. Anyway, the New Year is not over yet and there is no rush. I'm leaving first, otherwise Xiao Taoer will have to wait. See you later!"

Du Ningyang waved at the two of them, "See you later!"

The door of the coffee shop closed and then closed again, and a new wave of cold air swept in, gradually returning to warmth. Wen Xu leaned towards Du Ningyang.

She moved inside awkwardly.

He leaned towards her again, until she leaned against the wall, and there was no room for her to move.

Du Ningyang thought for a while before expressing his apology, "I'm sorry about what happened in the afternoon. I'm sorry for you. Don't take it to heart."

She didn't regret offending Han Ling, but it was very unkind to make a fuss about Wen Xu's feelings, and she felt guilty.

"You agreed to be my girlfriend, why are you embarrassed?" Wen Xu deliberately misinterpreted her words, "Can it be understood that you are shy?"

Du Ningyang protested in a low voice, "You know that's not what I mean... Just, just don't take it seriously, can you treat it as nonsense?"

He patiently listened to her talk about the whole story, and made the unreasonable request of "Actually, I don't plan to be your girlfriend.

" "This is very unfair to me," he said, "You want to show off in front of my mother, but you promised me, lied to me, and rejected me. Anyway, I am the one who gets hurt."

But now that things have come to this, the die is cast, what else can be done?

Du Ningyang was choked, so he had to lower his head and said vaguely: "I'm sorry."

A particularly sincere "I'm sorry."

Wen Xu stirred the coffee cup in front of him nonchalantly, speaking calmly, as if he was talking about someone else's business, "But it's no use saying sorry, my mother has kicked me out, and I'm homeless now. It seems that it's all your fault, so I can only blame you."

"What do you mean... I can only blame you?" Du Ningyang looked at Wen Xu suspiciously, "Are you going home with me tonight?"

"What else can I do?" He showed her his phone, "The text message just came in, all my bank cards and credit cards are frozen."

Du Ningyang leaned over to take a look, oh, it's true, one after another, all of them said "If you need to unfreeze, please ask the cardholder Ms. Han to come to the bank to handle the relevant business."

That house can always be returned, is it possible to change the lock? Find a big dog to guard the door?

She gave him a suggestion, "Go back and admit your mistake to her, just say that I gave you a love potion in the afternoon, and put all the blame on me, okay?"

Du Ningyang broke the jar, anyway, she would not have any contact with Han Ling in the future.

He shook his head and rejected her proposal. "I'm a man, and men have to save face, okay? How can you put all the blame on your girlfriend?"

Now she began to get anxious and didn't bother about how he called her.

Du Ningyang said, "Your mother... can she bear to leave you here? I mean, my house is very small. You have to climb seven flights of stairs to get there. It's filled with things. My mother doesn't want to throw away old newspapers and plastic bags. Besides, the room is not soundproof! In the early morning, I can hear the sound of my father brushing his teeth and retching, and the sound of the neighbors chopping meat and vegetables. And, my bed is very small, only 1.3 meters! How can it sleep two people?"

She really began to imagine how out of place this tall rich young master would be in her home after bringing him home -

Wen Xu just smiled and listened to her description, and was so gentle and patient that it was unspeakable. He said, "That's great. I haven't slept in such a small bed with others. It must be warm!"

"You must have a habit of being a Cinderella," Du Ningyang sighed deeply and gave in. "How long do you plan to fight your mother?"

Wen Xu raised his head and thought carefully. "I haven't thought about it, but it's definitely better to be longer." Their adolescence lasted for several years, and his adolescence couldn't be too short.

"But I definitely can't spoil you," she tilted her head and looked at his face, blinking her eyes, "I can only take you in for one day at most."

"You have no say," he repeated that sentence, "You have to be responsible for me."

"I won't be responsible for you..."

The big palm covered her face, approached, and the kiss fell like a feather. This was a kiss that neutralized the bitterness of coffee and the sweetness of whipped cream.

Du Ningyang was almost fainted by Wen Xu's kiss, lacking oxygen, but comfortable. I have to admit that his kissing skills are very good, which aroused her desire.

The memory of the night of reunion was also evoked, mixed with the smell of alcohol, wrapped in music, and floating in the air. He leaned close to her ear, holding a glass of whiskey that she had bought for everyone. He suppressed his joy at seeing her again and said to her in a gentlemanly and restrained manner, "Long time no see."

Yes, long time no see, but who are you?

The hot and humid breath fluttering in her ears made her ears itchy. His voice was very sexy, the type she liked. She picked up the glass in front of her, clinked glasses with his, and then drank the wine in one gulp. She turned around, climbed her arms around his broad shoulders, raised her face, and took the initiative to kiss him.

Then she asked him, "Handsome, do you want to sleep with me?"

She heard him say, "Okay."

It turned out that she took the initiative! -

Thinking of this, Du Ningyang's body froze, and he twisted uncomfortably in Wen Xu's arms. He stopped, said "Don't be distracted", and continued.

Just like that, it was as if time had gone back to the distant past, like a pair of high school lovers who were still ignorant of the world, hiding in the corner of a cafe, quietly and charmingly, vowing to love you forever after a shocking breakup with their parents.

Of course, they didn't go back to anyone's home that night. They just held hands and walked aimlessly on a road with their hearts beating fast. When they reached the door of the hotel, they held hands and walked in naturally. They handed over their ID cards, chose a big bed room with a good view and floor-to-ceiling windows, kissed in the elevator, swiped their cards to enter the room, stripped each other's clothes, and did it non-stop. 

It seemed that they were really a couple who had missed a lot of time. But as adults, they still had reason. Of course, they knew that they were not, so when they were over-involved, they both attacked themselves. 

"Anyway, she just wanted to piss off Zhuhe." "Anyway, he just wanted to piss off his mother. 

" "It's not that I can't get out of it." "Anyway, I can still get out of it." 

"It's no big deal." "It's just another loss." 

It seemed that they had to distinguish who was better. 

The two of them tried their best in bed, and in the most intimate moments, they actually gave rise to some inexplicable unwillingness and hatred until they were exhausted. 

Who cares about long-term relationships? Damn it. As long as we are together now, this minute, this second, and have a good time, that's enough. 

The next day, Du Ningyang woke up first, lying naked in Wen Xu's arms. The sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, bewitching her eyes. She was in a trance. 

Should we be prepared for the beginning of an intimate relationship? 

She didn't know Wen Xu. Apart from some partial memories from her father and the heavy and oppressive family background inferred from his strong mother, she didn't know the vivid and specific Wen Xu hidden under his face. 

She didn't know what kind of music he liked to listen to, what he liked to eat and drink, which writer he liked, and what movies he liked to watch. 

Even, whether he loved others besides loving her; even, whether he loved her because he was unwilling to give up? 

Now it seems that they were completely unprepared for anything - but they started just like that, regardless, like crazy. 

Is this good? Is it right? Can they still mess around like this at this age? 

She looked at Wen Xu, he lowered his eyes, his breathing rose and fell, very quiet, like a docile puppy. 

"Awake?" He rubbed his eyes and stretched out his arms before he was fully awake, "Come here quickly and give me a hug." 

She was rarely obedient and went over to his arms. He smelled good, and she buried her face in his chest, sniffing like a cat seeing catnip. 

"Female pervert," he lowered his head and kissed the top of her head with a hoarse voice. 

"You are the pervert," she raised her head and glared at him fiercely like an angry kitten, then reached up and found his lips with her lips. 

"I like you so much," he almost never expressed it so bluntly, and it was really embarrassing to say this. He hugged her tighter, "Really, I like you so much." 

She didn't know that when she looked at him, there was a hint of pity in her eyes. 

She didn't realize that she had begun to care.