Borrowing a Kiss

Cen Nan certainly didn't want to let him go.

Liang Muqiu can't see what he looks like now, since he was a boy, when he was kissed fiercely, he would be like a cat whose belly turned over, his eyes were wet, misty, and his throat was like a coquettish coquettish He hummed softly, his lips were a little swollen, but his eyes were well-behaved and innocent.

Innocently hooking Cen Nan into madness, it also made him intoxicated in a sweet dream.

Liang Muqiu pushed twice, but couldn't move.

"Cen Nan," he was anxious, calling Cen Nan's name, his eyes were a little flustered, "Let me go."

It's illegal enough in a camping tent, now what's the matter.

Cen Nan exhaled softly.

His physical strength is of course enough to crush Liang Muqiu, he can easily restrain Liang Muqiu, but Liang Muqiu can make him disarm and surrender with one look.

He bit Liang Muqiu's chin unwillingly, and then let go of the hand holding Liang Muqiu.

Liang Muqiu immediately jumped up like a rabbit.

He stood up straight on the carpet, tidied up his clothes and hair in a panic, didn't dare to look at Cen Nan, coughed, "It's getting late, the movie is over, I want Go back to sleep."

Cen Nan also stood up from the carpet, "I'll take you off."

Liang Muqiu thought to herself, with a distance of less than thirty meters and no meteorites falling from the sky, what is there to give away.

But he pursed his lips and did not stop.

But his legs were a little weak when he stood up. When he was about to walk out of Cen Nan's bedroom, he tripped over a bump on the edge of the carpet.

Cen Nan quickly supported his waist from behind, but his hand grabbed it unconsciously in the air, and knocked down a medicine box on the bookshelf next to it, smashing it **** the ground, inside The stuff gurgles all rolled out.

Liang Muqiu was startled, she managed to stand firm, "Sorry..."

He lowered his head to pick it up, but Cen Nan stopped him.

"It's alright," Cen Nan grabbed his hand, very hard, turned slightly to the side, blocking the pile of colorful medicine on the ground, "I'll take care of it later, let's go. "

Liang Muqiu didn't insist, and was pulled out of the room following Cen Nan's strength.

But when he was about to reach the door, he turned his head and glanced at the pile of medicines on the ground.

Cen Nan only sent him to the door.

When Liang Muqiu was changing his shoes, Cen Nan asked, "Can I still find you tomorrow?"

Liang Muqiu jumped, put on her shoes, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "Will you not come if I say no?"

Cen Nan smiled: "No, I will insist on knocking on the door."

That's it.

Liang Muqiu was too lazy to talk to him, and waved his hand perfunctorily, "Okay, I'm leaving."

But before he turned around, Cen Nan held his face and kissed him again, "Good night."

Liang Muqiu has been kissed so calmly.

Lose weight.

He thought about it for a while, and before going out, he still couldn't help asking: "Are you often insomnia now?"

Cen Nan's expression remained the same, "Why do you ask that?"

Liang Muqiu leaned her back against the door, her legs were slightly bent, and she stared at Cen Nan, "I just saw diazepam in your medicine cabinet."

Although it was still dark in the room just now, with a glimpse, he could see the medicine bottle clearly.

After Cen Nan left, he also had sleepless nights and took sleeping pills for a short period of time to adjust. Diazepam tablets are already relatively powerful sleeping pills. In addition to insomnia, they can also calm down and anxiety, and are not easily given to people with mild insomnia.

He didn't eat it himself.

He frowned slightly, "Are you under too much pressure, are you working hard, or are you too tired abroad?"

Cen Nan smiled, "I had severe insomnia for a while, and lawyers were already under a lot of pressure. Nine out of ten were mentally ill, so I was pretty good. Especially after returning to China, When I met you, I haven't eaten for a long time. If you don't believe me, I'll show you, there's a lot in that medicine bottle."

Liang Muqiu is skeptical.

Of course he knows that lawyers are under a lot of pressure, and there are not a few screenwriters who suffer from anxiety and insomnia. When he first started working for two years, he was so stressed that he almost closed himself. After getting started, I slowly adjusted it myself.

He thought about it, but still believed Cen Nan's explanation.

"If you haven't been sleeping well and are nervous, you should go to the hospital to see it." He looked at Cen Nan seriously, fiercely, "Don't think that you can fool around when you are young. Our screenwriters Several of them go to a psychiatrist for consultation on a regular basis..."

Cen Nan looked at him tenderly.

hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, it is simply the best portrayal of Liang Muqiu.

Liang Muqiu said a few words, and realized that she seemed to be taking too much care of herself, so she coughed and stopped.

Cen Nan nodded seriously, "I know, but since meeting you, I've gotten better, and I don't often wake up at night."

Liang Muqiu pouted, "I am not a sleeping pill."

But since Cen Nan said so, he has nothing to educate.

He unscrewed the door handle of Cen Nan's house and stepped out, "Goodbye."

Smooth away.

With a bang, the door was closed.

Cen Nan stood at the entrance for a while before turning back to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the movie is over and the ending song is playing on the screen.

Because there is no Liang Muqiu, this large room suddenly becomes empty and sparse, indescribably deserted.

The light in the bedroom has not been turned on, it is still dark.

Category.

Even if Liang Muqiu checked them one by one, it would be fine.

The things he really didn't want to be seen were actually put in the cabinet and locked.

Cen Nan held the small sleeping pill bottle in his hand and stared at it for a while, his eyes a little cold for a moment.

He seemed to be back in snowy Chicago again, the hospital was deserted, white walls, white quilts, the leaves outside the window were dry, and he stood by the window, staring at the falling Falling leaves, motionless.

Thanksgiving is almost here.

Every American was congratulating each other, and the doctors and nurses also kindly told him to be happy. This is a good day for family reunion. And he nodded coldly and took it to his heart. He was peeling the apple and wondered what Liang Muqiu was doing. Is anyone peeling apples for him? He is so stupid, he has to cut the fruit, who is taking care of him now?

He didn't want to celebrate this **** Thanksgiving at all, it had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to go back to spend the winter solstice with Liang Muqiu.

Cen Nan pressed his eyebrows, forcing himself to recover.

This is not America, nor is it Chicago, he is back, back to Ben Thanh.

Liang Muqiu is next to him, he can cut apples for Liang Muqiu whenever he wants, and they can spend the winter solstice together in the future.

He thought of this, his face finally slowed down, no longer horribly cold, stood up and put the medicine box on the bookshelf.

I'm a little late today, sorry~