Take It Easy

Haven't you been thinking about it all the time? Now that you have your wish, what are you hiding from?

The brilliance of the firework bursting into the sky is still continuing, like shooting stars lighting up the dark blue night sky repeatedly, and Mu Qinglin's lips that cannot be ignored.

Just looking at it, Zhou Yi seemed to touch its softness, but after a momentary impulse, she still didn't have the guts to test its taste.

…

"Bang!" Tonight's biggest firework suddenly exploded above his head, and Zhou Yi's frightened heartbeat was as heavy as a drum, pressing down on the subsequent crackling.

Suddenly, the crackling sound ended, and Mu Qinglin's gaze towards Yuan Kong met Zhou Yi without warning, and she was shocked, feeling the ground shake.

"Why don't you watch the fireworks, why are you staring at me?" Mu Qing asked with a smile.

Zhou Yi hurriedly turned his eyes away, watching the stream of people passing by him.

When the crowded air finally recovered, she pursed her lips lightly and said, "Ghost knows..."

"Then I'll let them arrest you, and you take the opportunity to ask on the road?" Mu Qinglin leaned in front of Zhou Yi, slightly clasped his five fingers, and made a gesture of arresting him.

At such a close distance, Zhou Yi can see Mu Qinglin's curved lips without raising his eyes. They are moist and full, thin and sexy, with neat and clean edges, more natural and detailed than those carefully drawn in the painting, especially When laughing, the upward curve is gentle and soft, which is basically used to seduce someone's soul.

Zhou Yi's restless heart beat against her chest, her throat was dry and hot, she unconsciously made a swallowing movement, glanced away and said, "You are not childish."

"Who is naive?" Yang Ling asked casually after the crowd dispersed.

Zhou Yi immediately turned his head to point at Mu Qinglin, and said simply: "She..."

Mu Qinglin smiled but said nothing, his eyes swept past Zhou Yi's throat.

"Do you think I will believe you?" Yang Ling smiled.

After finishing speaking, she stared at Zhou Yi suddenly, and asked strangely, "Did you just yell?"

Zhou Yi was confused, "What are you calling?"

"Ah ah ah." "Yang Ling pinched her throat to show her, "My throat is so dry that I'm almost dumb when I speak. "

Zhou Yi's expression was stunned, and his eyes hurriedly glanced towards the end of his eyes, passing by someone's thin figure, and said firmly, "Who shouted! I'm not that boring!"

"I testify, Teacher Jiu was as quiet as a chicken the whole time." Mu Qinglin walked to the side to help.

Zhou Yi felt guilty when she heard her voice, and when Yang Ling asked, "Then what's the matter with your throat", he rushed to say: "I haven't drank a sip of water since the afternoon, can my throat be good?"

Yang Ling, "Oh, I thought you were a camel."

Zhou Yi silently swept his head into Yang Ling's bag and said, "Is there any water?"

Yang Ling showed her the empty bottle, and next to her, Tang Yuanzhou said directly: "Your leg is about to break, don't expect me to buy it for you. Bear with it, and when you get home, I won't stop you even if you drink from the urn. "

Zhou Yi looked at the two together, and couldn't help but ask, "Do we really know each other?"

The two said in unison, "Just be strangers."

Zhou Yi squeezed his fist angrily, and in the next second, he was touched by something cold.

Zhou Yi flinched back, saw Mu Qinglin smiled and handed over the water she just used to touch her fist and said, "I just took a sip, if you don't mind, take it for emergency treatment."

If this was normal, Zhou Yi would not be polite at all. Today, she is haunted by ghosts. She is afraid of burning her hands when she picks it up, and her mouth is afraid of burning her mouth when she drinks it.

But wouldn't the refusal be more like three hundred taels of silver here?

Zhou Yi decisively grabbed the water.

What are you afraid of, didn't you just look at Mu Qinglin's lips a few more times, so that no one was the same.

Since Nuwa chose to place her mouth in such a conspicuous place at the beginning of her creation, it means that it is not something private that needs to be wrapped in a coat.

If everyone can see it, why can't she?

At most... she doesn't see it so purely, but that's all.

They are all women, so no strange behavior will occur even if they are "frank and honest".

Do not…

Women and women seem to be fine too.

The dim and ambiguous image in the alley flashed through Zhou Yi's mind.

She unscrewed the bottle cap two or three times, and poured it with her head raised.

Mu Qinglin's water is at room temperature, and it's still a bit cool in early spring.

Seeing that Zhou Yi drank half a bottle without stopping, Mu Qinglin frowned slightly, and pressed on the bottle, reminding her, "Your prescription has just been changed, and the doctor asked to observe the body's reaction. Stomach trouble, how do you report it?"

Zhou Yi swallowed, and a wisp of water overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

It was about to roll into the neck, but Mu Qinglin blocked it with his index finger.

She gently hooked her finger upwards, followed the traces of the water to the corner of her mouth, and teased, "It looks like I'm really thirsty, I'm so anxious that I poured it down my neck."

"Hahaha..." Yang Ling smiled and fell on Tang Yuanzhou.

This voice shook Zhou Yi's nerves, she pretended to lower her head, avoiding Mu Qinglin's fingers, then screwed on the bottle cap, handed it back to her and said, "Thank you..."

"You're welcome..." Mu Qinglin lowered her hand to catch the water bottle, which was only half left. Because the weight was too much different from before, she didn't reduce her strength when holding it. She lifted her hand up uncontrollably, knocking Zhou Yi's face Finger, she retracted like an electric shock.

"I'm going home, I'm going to walk all day today, I'm almost exhausted." Yang Ling looked at the time and said.

Zhou Yi quickly walked to her side and flirted with her, "You are old enough to live at home for the elderly, so don't come out to make troubles if you have nothing to do in the future."

"Hey, if you don't hit me for a day, you want to go to the house, don't you run away!"

The two fought and ran away.

Tang Yuanzhou called Mu Qinglin and said, "Let's go..."

Mu Qinglin pinched her water-stained fingers, and responded with a smile: "Okay..."

Beside the car, Yang Ling and Zhou Yi, who arrived first, had a temporary truce.

As soon as Tang Yuanzhou came over and unlocked it, Zhou Yi immediately opened the passenger door and jumped on it. Yang Ling was so angry that Yang Ling pointed at her nose and scolded her for being heartless.

Zhou Yi made a proud face at her through the glass.

"Don't be ashamed, dare to sit in any position?" Tang Yuanzhou came up and scolded with a smile.

Zhou Yi slumped in the seat, folded her hands on her abdomen, and said comfortably, "You think I rarely sit next to you, because the back seat can't be lowered, and my long legs urgently need a rest."

"I didn't see how long your legs are. The base of your height is there." Yang Ling said sitting in the back row.

Zhou Yi was poked in the sore spot, closed his eyes, tilted his head, and quit the group chat.

Everyone was a little tired on the way back, and the atmosphere in the carriage was a little dull.

Tang Yuanzhou forced himself to drive while Yang Ling and Mu Qinglin chatted in the back row.

"What date does your unit go to work?" Yang Ling asked.

Mu Qinglin leaned against the seat, with her slender legs folded together, "I don't rest during the Chinese New Year when there are shifts. I'm lucky this year, and I usually put it on the sixth day."

"It's good, I can rest for a few more days." Yang Ling said, "What are you going to do in the next few days? Are you interested in climbing mountains together?"

"Yes, but it conflicted with other things." Mu Qinglin said.

"An appointment?" Yang Ling asked enthusiastically, because the voice was too loud, a sleeping person in the front row moved sideways.

Mu Qinglin raised his eyes and looked at the past for two seconds, then said softly, "No, let's go to the southwest."

"Go again?" Tang Yuanzhou interrupted, "Do you go every year?"

"Well, go when you have time."

"That's right, I felt at that time that you were quite familiar with that place, and you even knew where there was a path."

"Business?" Tang Yuanzhou asked.

Mu Qinglin's movement of rubbing the index finger knuckles paused, "Private matters. See someone."

"Who? A man, a woman?" Yang Ling's heart of gossip was already overflowing.

Mu Qinglin curled up her fingers, gently held her index finger, and said, "Woman..."

After the words fell, someone in the front row stretched his legs back suddenly.

The car stopped at the place designated by Mu Qinglin, Tang Yuanzhou pulled up the handbrake, looked outside and said, "Is this far from your home?"

Mu Qinglin picked up the mobile phone that was put aside, and said, "It's not far, just turn a corner."

"Okay, then I won't drive any further, and come out to play together when I have a chance."

"it is good…"

Mu Qinglin opened the car door and got out.

She didn't leave right away, but stood on the side of the road, saying goodbye to Yang Ling who lowered the window, while waiting for Tang Yuanzhou to search for the route to Hongmen Lane.

Soon, Tang Yuanzhou turned around and left.

Yang Ling lay on the car door and waved to Mu Qinglin.

Zhou Yi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, never moved.

—

Soon, the car stopped outside Hongmen Lane.

Yang Ling patted Zhou Yi's head from behind and called her, "Wake up..."

Zhou Yi sat motionless, stretched out one hand and fumbled to press the buckle of the seat belt, and said weakly: "I didn't sleep..."

Yang Ling was surprised, "I saw that you didn't talk all the way, so I thought you were so exhausted that you passed out."

Zhou Yi moved his body down, rubbed his face that was hot from the air conditioner, and said, "Oh, no."

Yang Ling watched her walk away, and asked Tang Yuanzhou puzzled, "What's wrong with her?"

Tang Yuanzhou was picking up the things in the trunk, when he heard the words, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I flirted, but she didn't answer!"

"Hiss, it really is."

Tang Yuanzhou quickly took the things down, and he and Yang Ling quickly chased after them.

After seeing Zhou Yi go straight into Grandma Miao's steamed stuffed bun shop, they all agreed that once a person is hungry, his combat effectiveness will decline like a cliff.

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After returning from eating, Zhou Yi took a shower with his body that was falling apart, and managed to get into bed before eleven o'clock.

She thought she would sleep well that night, but she didn't want to have endless dreams and repeated pictures in her mind, and every frame had nothing to do with Mu Qinglin.

The fireworks above her head were bright and cold, and no matter where she looked, there must be a couple kissing, either romantic or passionate.

No matter how she ran, she couldn't escape, as long as she raised her head, her gaze would definitely meet Mu Qinglin's lips that were painted with lipstick.

She was dragged by Mu Qinglin to walk out of the crowd.

But in a split second, he returned to the drowsy and narrow alley opposite Buddha Demon.

Mu Qinglin leaned against the damp and cold old blue brick wall, with one leg slightly bent, looked at her with a smile and asked, "Want to kiss me?"

Zhou Yi's throat was very soft, but even with all his strength, he couldn't make a sound.

This is taken as the default.

She saw Mu Qinglin raise a hand, slender and well-proportioned, with well-defined knuckles. His fingers slid down her neck with the chill of the night, touched the corner of her mouth, passed through the earlobe, and pressed gently on the back of her head.

With Mu Qinglin's movements, the distance between the two gradually narrowed.

The moment her four lips touched, Zhou Yi trembled uncontrollably, but her mind was tightly wrapped by that strange stimulus, forcing her to go further.

She tentatively opened her mouth and touched the tip of Mu Qinglin's tongue, before she had time to recollect what it felt like, she was sucked hard by her who broke in without hesitation.

The real sense of oppression quickly spread in the mouth, and the force was heavy and heavy.

Zhou Yi's breathing became difficult, and his chest seemed to explode.

She couldn't stand it and wanted to run away.

She was only an inch away, and Mu Qinglin held her waist tightly. She restrained and gave a deep smile on her lips, and said, "Didn't you always think about it? Now that your wish has been fulfilled, what are you hiding?"

Zhou Yi woke up.

Most of the quilts were piled up beside her, and the pajamas were rolled up to her waist and abdomen, revealing a layer of water color on her fair skin, and the water color suppressed an ambiguous flush.

Zhou Yi hurriedly pulled off her pajamas, rushed into the bathroom, and kept pouring cold water on her face.

His hands were so cold that they started to stiffen before he finally stopped.

She put her hands on the edge of the sink, panted and raised her head...

The face in the mirror was still full of blood.