Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"It's you, why don't you sleep?" She continued to paint, with the hand still resting on his shoulder, rubbing gently, and the muscles on her body were tense gently.

"The light in the living room is on, so let ’s take a look at it. It turns out that you are still there," Gao Yi smiled, as warm as before, but his vision was dimmed. Between them, it was still the same as before. It's different.

"I'm in a hurry, I owe a lot," Xia Ruo shook his paintbrush in his heart, and drew a few more pictures, otherwise he would be guilty of taking other people's salary.

You are still like this. When you really let yourself go, Gao Yi reached out and picked up the drawing board that she placed on her knees. Just above the drawing board, it was an unfinished painting. Her painting skills were better than before. A little higher.

It can be seen that she is really talented and has found her suitable career.

However, there was something dull in his mind. He put the drawing board in Xia Ruoxin's arms, and the smile was still there, but why was it a little tired.

Xia Ruoxin actually feels the same, it seems a little awkward.

While Xia Ruoxin put his mind in the painting, he was always unable to concentrate, and the connection bars were all crooked. That night, she didn't finish a picture, and she was busy in the middle of the night.

Wei Lan always feels that she has something to say, but it's hard to tell.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Xia Ruoxin sat down and took Wei Lan to sit down. Recently, Wei Lan seems to be overwhelmed, and she is about to get angry. She also boiled chrysanthemum tea to prepare her to drink more Some.

However, if she continues to be so anxious, she may be in trouble with Weilan's anxiety if she takes a pot of chrysanthemum tea, but she wants to ask Gao Yi, is n’t it aunty? It was her illness, but her menopause.

Wei Lan actually didn't know how to tell Xia Ruoxin.

She clenched Xia Ruoxin's hand, "If you would, would you dislike Xiaoyi?"

Xia Ruoxin's heart was stubborn, and she would hate anyone, and she would never hate Gao Yi. Auntie, you laughed, she lowered her eyebrows, still the color of smile, and sincerely did not lie, "I will never Disgusting Gao Yi. "

"He has never abandoned me, so how can I betray him?"

"It does n’t matter if he gets married or divorced, it does n’t matter if he is a drug addict, as long as he is Gao Yi, as long as he does n’t speak and rush me away, I will always be by his side, even if he is crazy, stupid, disabled I will be there. "

She clasped her hands tightly, and she would do it.

Gao Yi's kindness to her will always be remembered by her, and she won't be able to do it in a lifetime, and how can she be so disgusted with others?

"That's good," Wei Lan was also relieved. Xiaoyi's temperament is also the best I know. His self-esteem is very strong. When this happens, I'm really afraid he will lose his heart. Fortunately, you are here. Okay.

Xia Ruoxin patted Wei Lan's hand, "Auntie, don't think too much, we can't change the past, we can only accept the present now, and then take our future well, I believe," she held up the cup, the cup The chrysanthemum tea in it is also fragrant.

"I believe that Gao Yi will definitely be his past self." Because he is Gao Yi, the big man like a breeze, and the man like Chen Yang.

There was a faint scent of chrysanthemums on her lips, and her eyes were a bit long and distant, but she did not know that a man was standing not far away, listening to the conversation between them.

Oh, do you repay, Xia Ruoxin ...

Twilight is full, the night is over, and there is still a faint scent of flowers, roses and roses in the air. This is a quiet night, but it is actually a noisy night.

After all, this noisy child fell asleep, and her mother began to pay off her debts. She owed seventy-eight works in the studio. When will she finish painting?

After yawning, the corners of her eyes began to feel sour, as if they were holding on.

She rubbed her eyes, set the easel, and walked into the bathroom. Even in the shower, she felt a little sleepy.

She opened the door and walked out, but under the warm yellow light, the person sitting next to her bed surprised her. She quickly covered her mouth, fearing she would scream.

"Gao Yi!"

"Why are you here?"

She tightened her clothes and was really grateful for her habit. She would never come out naked after taking a bath, even if she was alone at home, she would wear a dress.

If it weren't for her habit, I'd be afraid that she would all be seen.

Although she has talked about marriage with Gao Yi today, but between them, she is very innocent. Gao Yi respects her. Therefore, she will not touch her unless she is on her wedding night.

I just did n’t expect that they did n’t come together later. Gao Yi got married. The bride was n’t her. Now he ’s divorced. It ’s not strange or embarrassing for them to stand here in such an identity .

"You, why are you here?" She tried to pretend to be as if she were nothing. From the side of the cabinet, she took out a dry towel and wiped her half-length hair.

Gao Yi stood up and walked in front of her, and Xia Ruoxin felt his breath stopped for a moment, then twisted his body, and continued to wipe his hair. At this time, a hand stretched over and took her The towel she held, with a gentle strength, was as before, and if there was any breath, he sprayed it on her back neck, so that a layer of goosebumps could not help rising above her neck.

She did not dare to speak, and could only stand rigid. Her heartbeat accelerated, but she was not excited, but afraid.

Well, Gao Yi threw the towel in his hand aside, and then passed Xia Ruoxin's shoulders to make her stare at her face.

"Ruo Xin, you say, what can a man and a woman do in a room?"

He meant something, and he made it clear that Xia Ruoxin was not a pure girl, and would think that they would chat together with a quilt and talk about their ideals in life.

Suddenly, for a while, the sky was hanging, and before she could react, she was already under the body of the man. Instinctively, she turned her face to let the man breathe on her own hair.

She was stiff, but she wasn't really scared, but she was a little overwhelmed. She knew that between her and Gao Yi, one day this would happen.

The man's breathing is getting closer and closer, even a little breathless. Although he is very thin now, but he is a very healthy man. It is a man who has his desire and his impulse.

And she obviously felt the excitement of the man's body, but she never dared to move again.