Moonlight Variations

While talking, there was no movement inside. The man sitting on the stairs of the loft with his chin lowered his head and looked at the phone, and found that he was **** blacked again...The woman really said that she turned her face and turned her face, and she finished saying what she wanted to say. He was blocked, and he didn't even give him a chance, and asked a little bit: Then am I counted as your boyfriend?

…Maybe it counts.

…Maybe it was dumped.

Suddenly, Zhou Chuan felt that the one-day online dating between Mr. L and the monkey, and the rhythm of getting together and breaking up quickly was a huge flag... as if it had laid an unshakable foundation for his bumpy relationship a year later.

Shirakawa frowned and didn't let go all night. At about 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, there was the sound of a car engine. Er Gouzi raised his head from the kennel and looked at him dazedly, and then found that it was Jiang Yucheng. Came carrying beer and barbecue, and when he put things on the table, he stretched his head to look at the direction of the attic.

"Should be asleep." Shirakawa took a plate out, "whatever you look at, you can't leave it anymore."

Jiang Yucheng made no secret of disappointment: "In my fantasy, she should slap you and then go back to the Axiang's house angrily... It doesn't seem right for you to keep people in your own house like this?"

Hearing this, Hiukawa glanced upstairs thoughtfully, the door was still tightly closed...I didn't know if he really fell asleep or heard the movement downstairs and was still pretending to be a corpse, so the man withdrew his gaze. , Said lightly: "It doesn't matter, just close it first-whether you live or die, at least you can still see people, it's better than not seeing people even if you know you are alive."

"...It's really abnormal, you should be a tyrant in ancient times." Jiang Yucheng said, "I have a daughter in the future, tell her if I meet a man who is over twenty-five years old and hasn't fallen in love, hurry up and stay away. They are single so far because of their metamorphosis."

Jiukawa glanced at Jiang Yucheng sarcastically, picked up a can of beer, and opened it with a "click": "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yucheng's expression changed again, and he smiled and picked up a can of beer and touched Hirukawa: "You probably just turned around Chuli when you came back this afternoon. You probably haven't been on Weibo yet, right? ?"

Shirakawa glanced at him, slowly picked up his mobile phone and glanced at—

It was only then that online press releases about Jiang Yucheng's afternoon signings had shown an overwhelming trend.

[Author Jiang Yucheng’s signing of the scene, tens of thousands of people gathered, so the signing had to be postponed to the lunch break]

[Breaking the rumors, the readers say that you can rely on your face to eat, but rely on the talented author Chen Daoming]

[After a few years of silence, Jiang Yucheng returned strongly with his new work "The Lost Amusement Park". The hero's sword is not old—the first print volume is almost 1.5 million! Side by side with the popular new generation writer Shiukawa, the sun and the moon shine together! 】

[""Disappearing Amusement Park" is really very, very beautiful. After reading it in one afternoon, I feel that I have missed more exquisite details. I will read it a second time"-Selected by readers. 】

[The "Disappearing Amusement Park" book fair was launched in the afternoon, and the pre-sale sales of all major e-commerce platforms all reached the top, an unprecedented grand occasion, unprecedented! 】

…

The above, and other news bulletins, are endless.

Even on Weibo, there are a bunch of people discussing Jiang Yucheng...mainly discussing his appearance, and then I came to the conclusion: Jiang Yucheng is so handsome, we in Zhouchuan are definitely better than others.

The logic is touching.

But Hikawa thinks it's a crooked fight, right?

Having said that, Jiang Yucheng has been able to write articles over the years, but because the whole person is silent, he can't find a breakthrough to break the silence... Today's signing, let him finally find and return to people's vision. The opportunity here, God knows how long it’s been a long time since the various gossip literary forums outside mentioned the person "Jiang Yucheng"... Today, within a month, his name was washed again (the first time it was published) When signing the sale message).

-These are all brought to him by Chu Li, as if there is a new road right now, he Jiang Yucheng must walk down by himself, and Chu Li just used a brick to pave the first step for him.

"So apart from showing off to you tonight, I actually want to come and thank Chu Li." Jiang Yucheng said.

"Show off a fart, and an old face will give it up, and you will get a'same glory with the sun and the moon'. This is the pursuit of your life?" Zhou Chuan shook his hand and drank a little wine. "Also, don’t be too old to find a reason to post her, she is your editor, you should do this—I knew that, I shouldn’t have introduced her to make this book for you. "The Lost Amusement Park"..."

Hiukawa threw the bottle of wine, broken thoughts, but there were some insincere words in the words...

Er Gouzi drooped his ears, got up from the kennel sleepily, picked up the wine bottle and threw it into the trash can—

Dogs raised by people with obsessive-compulsive disorder also have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Opened another can of beer, touched it, raised his head and drank it, sitting side by side on a sofa, two big men sitting side by side on a sofa, but this evening... As if drinking some sweet water, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Drinking so happily, why do I think this brand of beer is not good?"

"Why doesn't it taste good?"

Shirakawa looked at the can in his hand seriously, and fell silent: "It's a bit bitter."

"I think you are suffering."

"..."

…

The next morning, Hirukawa and Jiang Yucheng drank a case of beer. At the end of the drink, they fell asleep without talking about being drunk, each occupying one end of the sofa and sleeping dimly... Er Gouzi was caught early in the morning. Woke up from hunger and found that the rice bowl was empty. The big dog jumped on the sofa and stepped on the two of them in a circle without waking anyone up. In the end, he was so angry that he scratched the door of Chuli.

Chuli yawned and got up from the bed—to be honest, I haven't slept so peacefully in almost a month. The bed is big and soft.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Er Gouzi with his tail drooping, his ears to his head and aggrievedly rolling his eyes to look at himself. Chu Li lay on the stairs on the second floor and stretched his head and glanced, before he could see clearly lying on the sofa. What are the two lumps of things that are tangy? The smell of lees overnight...

It is already May, and the south has entered the spring rainy season. The continuous rainy days are followed by southerly winds. The whole house is sultry and hot, like a sealed petri dish.

The smell of grilled oil and alcohol were fermented in a petri dish overnight, successfully making Chu Li cover his nose with disgust and retract his head.

I found out canned dog food in my room and fed Ergouzi. Chuli took the time to wash up, and went downstairs in slippers and looked at the mess in a living room. The man sleeping on the sofa raised his hand and scratched his belly. The squeaky voice made her want to go back to the room and get a pillow to cover the two of them to death—

However, at this moment, the man with his eyes closed and scratching his belly opened his eyes.

At the beginning, Hikawa just smelled the good smell of bathing** on the tip of his nose, and the sound of Ergouzi’s paws stepping on the wooden floor... he opened his eyes in a daze, and he saw it. A slender figure is facing him right now, carrying a garbage bag and bending over to clean up the toppling beer cans on the table...

She was also wearing the long nightdress with suspenders. The hem of the nightdress was as long as her ankles. With her movement, she turned up small waves... The man's eyes shot from her slightly raised buttocks. Made a circle, and then landed on her slender, white arm, and then on her back—

Everything in front of me was dazzling.

There was an acne on the back near the neck, and I don't know if it was because of someone's anger.

At the beginning, Li swept the last can into the trash bag, and when he turned a little bit, the man leaning behind could see clearly the small piece of loose fabric under the armpit of her nightdress. From his perspective, he could just see the hidden shadow. A vague curve in the middle, extending from a small piece of white and delicate skin under the armpit, slightly bulging...

"..."

she.

Not wearing...

No underwear.

The man's eyes darkened, and he suddenly felt that he was possessed... even somewhere in the jeans he was wearing became a little tight. He sat up, and smoothly pulled a coat on the sofa to cover Jiang Yucheng's face like a corpse. He stretched out his big hand and pulled the small dangling arm below—

Soft to start.

The hand seemed to be caught in a pool of water, so soft that he could pinch her bones with a light pinch. Although it felt a bit cold to the touch, the palm of the hand became hot because of it.

Chuli turned around and stared at the man caught off guard. The other party's eyes were clear, and she didn't know how long she had been waking up... her eyes moved, and she fell on the big hand that was tightly on her arm at this moment. She paused: Watching the big hand only slightly pulled her from the very beginning, the fingers moved, and the slightly rough finger pads silently rubbed a small piece of tender meat on the inner side of her arm.

Rubbed it.

Chuli's ears were a little red.

However, before she could speak, the man had already let go of her first, and withdrew his hand as if being stabbed by something. He coughed slightly.

"Go and put on a coat." The man's voice was a little hoarse because he had just woken up, "An outsider is here."

Chuli paused, looked at Shirakawa seriously, then raised his head to look at Jiang Yucheng, who was sleeping unconsciously on the other end of the sofa, covered with a coat, and then took his arm out of his big hand. Pulled it out...and rolled up and down on him like a black eyeball, then turned upstairs and put on a coat.

When I got down, the air conditioner was turned on in the living room, and the air became less hot and unpleasant. Er Gouzi lay on the place where Hiukawa had lay, his tail wagging comfortably.

Hikawa grabbed the electric toothbrush against the bathroom door and watched her clean up the table. Chuli carried the trash can and raised her head: "You just watch it? Come and collect it yourself!"

Said and threw the trash can.

He turned around again and went upstairs and went back to the room.

Hikawa: "..."

Obviously he could gently dangle in front of him when he was asleep, and it took so long to turn his face away from acknowledging people.

At this meeting, he grinned.

The man with the electric toothbrush sighed and spit out a few toothpaste bubbles depressed.

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