Low Key Star

  Chapter 148 [148] Faster than sleeping

Lin still was holding up the mop, trying to scare Haha, who was always making troubles by the side, and let him be more honest. When he heard Zhang Yang's words, he held up the mop and beat him again, and then he really heard what he just said .

  She turned her head, her bright eyes wide open, inexplicably a bit like Haha who just hit her head on the ground, stunned by this sudden confession, holding a mop, standing there still.

  Haha Seeing her holding the mop still, she probably thought she was playing with it. She stood up and pulled the mop with her two little paws, working very hard.

   "Be my girlfriend."

   Zhang Yang repeated it again. For some reason, she never thought that she would refuse again. For some reason, after saying this sentence, she suddenly became nervous.

"I, I have actually thought about many ways to express my love intermittently, romantic, surprising, and poetic... But I have never thought about how and when I should express my love... I never thought it would be like this The scene, I sat on the sofa and watched you mop the floor, and there was a cat pulling the mop...but just now..."

When he said this, he was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to express it. In the end, he just said: "I just want to say it... It's a temporary idea, and it's a matter of course... I like you. I have liked you since the first time I saw you. , until now...and in the future..."

"I want others to think of me in the future. When I hear those songs, I will feel the unexpected reversal and drama, because the person who wrote this song ended up marrying the girl in his song, not like the listeners. Leaving behind irreparable regrets, I can only listen to songs to remember..."

Lin still thought of all the grievances and twists and turns during the period from before the college entrance examination to this period, and the mist in his eyes condensed into crystal tears, as if they were about to roll down, but he held back, sucked his nose, and watched with teary eyes. he.

Zhang Yang took out two tissue papers, walked over to her, wiped off the tears that finally fell down her cheeks, looked at her and said softly: "If you think I'm not sincere in confessing like this, I'll make it up later, you first promise,...do it." My girlfriend, okay?"

   Luoshen's untimely sigh sounded in his mind: "I've learned a lot, it's the first time I heard that confession can make up..."

  Lin still looked at him with tears in his eyes, and nodded vigorously. The great joy in Zhang Yang's heart spread like a huge wave rolled up by a tsunami, but the next moment she saw her shaking her head again.

   Zhang Yang wiped away the tear stains on her face for her, worried that the tissue would hurt her fair and crystal clear cheeks, "What do you mean? Nod and shake your head."

Lin still took the tissue, wiped the corners of his eyes, and sniffed his nose, as if Zhang Yang's words just now had the effect of transforming his body, his face was radiant, his eyes became clearer and clearer, and the look in his eyes looked a little coquettish : "Don't agree now, promise later."

Seeing Zhang Yang's bewildered face, Lin still pursed his lips and smiled like a bright moon piercing the clouds. When Zhang Yang dictated "Shooting the Condors", there was a description of Guo Jing seeing Huang Rong's women's clothing for the first time. I felt that this description was too lacking, and only when I saw Lin Yiran's smile did I know what dazzling flowers are.

   But he is not Guo Jing, he didn't feel afraid to look at her anymore, but felt that he wanted to hold her in his arms, and he would never be enough to look at her.

   "You made me cry so many times, I don't want to promise right away, when I'm not angry, I promise you..."

Zhang Yang didn't hear what she said at all. Many times, the content of a girl's speech is not important, but her emotions are the most important. He accurately grasped the essence of this. He was afraid of being abrupt, so he stretched out his hand and held her without daring to hug her. A palm, weak and boneless, soft and tender, I really want to hold it forever and never let go.

Lin Yiran's cheeks were blushing, he looked at him, and wanted to pull his hand out. Zhang Yang was actually a little guilty, afraid that she would be angry, but he couldn't back down at this time, so he had to be cheeky. I earned it, let him hold it, but still shy, didn't dare to look at him, lowered my head slightly, and whispered: "I'm mopping the floor."

   Zhang Yang looked at her cheeks that became more and more beautiful due to shyness, and wanted to kiss her, but he held back. Seeing her acquiescence, he suddenly felt courageous, and said, "I'll delay it later."

Holding her in one hand, he took the mop she was still holding in the other hand, and led her along the way to the sofa with the mop. He said that he left the mop casually and leaned on the sofa, but Haha followed and jumped. , grabbed the mop with two paws, and when the mop was tilted, the handle slammed on the floor.

   Zhang Yang was taken aback, but Lin Yiran was a little flattered. He raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of waves, shyness and joy intertwined with the most touching style of a girl in love.

   "Leave it alone."

Zhang Yang pulled her to sit down, Lin Yiran gave a low "hmm" and sat down too, Zhang Yang held her nephrite-like palm and leaned against her, Lin Yiran glanced at him, a little ashamed, but No sound.

   Zhang Yang leaned closer to her again, holding her other hand in my hand, Lin still felt even more shy, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

  Zhang Yang smiled, but didn't answer. When she saw her eyes touching him, he moved away like a frightened deer, became more courageous, and whispered: "Yiyi, let me give you a hug, okay?"

   Before she could answer, he stretched out a hand, wrapped her around his back, and hugged her.

  Lin still had his shoulders against his chest and was hugged sideways by him. He was uncomfortable, but his body was tense and he dared not move.

In a normal hug, most of them need to be close to each other, but even if Zhang Yang moved twice, he still kept a certain distance from her, and she leaned sideways on him again, Zhang Yang also felt a little uncomfortable—it was different from the imagined hug. It's the same!

  The TV was not turned on, and the living room was very quiet. Both of them remained motionless, as if they were familiar with this sudden and progressive way of getting along, especially physical contact.

  Nervous and incorrect posture, Zhang Yang soon felt that his muscles were stiff, and he expected Lin Yiran to be the same, so he asked softly, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

  Lin still responded quickly with a very soft voice, as if he was afraid that if he slowed down, he would not be able to hide his joyful mood. Both of them were trying to pretend that they were calm for no reason.

Zhang Yang let her go first, looked down at her, quickly raised his buttocks and put it close to her, sat down next to her, turned around in a big way, put his arms around her, and turned her to face her. Hold yourself in your arms.

Lin Yiran's body was still stiff, but this time, I don't know if it was the right posture, or she got used to it slowly. She could clearly feel her body relax slowly, and couldn't help feeling hot, hugging her even tighter. Bian called softly: "Yiyi."

  Lin still responded in a low voice: "Yes."

"I really like you."

no respond.

   After a few seconds, Zhang Yang felt that the girl in his arms stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his waist, hugging him even tighter.

  Zhang Yang wanted to kiss her very much, but he was afraid of scaring her, and even more worried whether Luoshen would really avoid him. There was always a feeling of being watched, so he could only bear it and hug her quietly like this.

The initial excitement and joy slowly cooled down amidst the pounding heartbeat, replaced by calm and warm joy, Zhang Yang loosened his arms slightly, trying to find a state where both of them felt comfortable, but Lin Yiran thought she wanted to Let go of himself, let go of his arms, Zhang Yang had no choice but to let go of her, looked down at her, she was also looking up, with sweet and uncontrollable joy on her face, when her eyes touched, Lin was still a little shy , and didn't want to hide anymore, met his gaze, smiled sweetly, and buried him in his arms again.

   Zhang Yang hugged her soft body, finally feeling completely relaxed and comfortable, rubbing his cheeks against her smooth and tender cheeks, leaning into her ear and shouting again: "Yiyi."

   "Huh?" The ending is not long, but it has a lingering aftertaste, undisguised sweetness and joy.

"I really like you."

  The girl's arms around his waist tightened, and this time there was a response: "Me too."

Zhang Yang caressed her soft long hair, stopped making a sound, and carefully felt every inch of her skin close to him, while Lin Yiran was listening to his heartbeat, embracing each other boredly, as if about to fall asleep When it was time to go, someone's cell phone on the coffee table rang.

   "Whose phone is it?"

"yours."

   "Then let me see."

"dont see."

   Zhang Yang hugged her and didn't let go, Lin Yiran didn't let go, just whispered angrily: "We have to see who it is."

"dont see!"

Zhang Yang's arrogance is a bit like a domineering young child. Lin is still a little funny and happy, so he doesn't say anything anymore. Zhang Yang raised his head and stuck it in her hair, sniffing the faint fragrance, and said: "Unless Uncle Yuan comes Take you home, or I won't let you go."

   "Then how do you mop the floor?"

   "I'll wait until you leave."

   "How do I know if you're really procrastinating?"

  I don't know if it's because girls in love can't help acting coquettishly, Lin Yiran's voice is obviously coquettish, and Zhang Yang's heart is going to be crisp from the bottom of his heart to his bones.

   After a while, a few knocks on the door broke the warm, ambiguous and beautiful tranquility, Zhang Yang frowned, knowing that it was probably Zhang Zining's mother and daughter, a little reluctant, still holding Lin still.

   "Boom boom! Boom boom!"

  The door was knocked twice, Lin still whispered: "Okay, go and open the door first."

   Zhang Yang was very depressed, but he had no choice but to answer: "Come on!"

After answering, he hugged her hard, then let go of his arms, took a few deep breaths quickly, then stood up, walked slowly to the door, opened the door, but what he saw was not Zhang Zining or Mo Yan, It was Yuan Tong.

   Zhang Yang was a little surprised, but he smiled immediately, "Uncle Yuan came so early today?"

  Yuan Tong looked at him in surprise, raised his wrist, and checked the time, his face still expressionless, "It's already nine forty-four."

"what?"

  Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, remembering that when he came back, it was only before eight o'clock, and without saying a few words, Zhang Zining left, and then mopped the floor...couldn't he be hugged for an hour?

   Faster than sleeping?

  (end of this chapter)