The Whole World Knows She Loves Me

Behind the thick black curtains, the room was pitch black, and it felt infinitely magnified in the darkness. Jiang Liuyi tried to open her eyes to see what Song Xian's expression was, but in vain. She could only feel Song Xian's slender body, and The silky long hair brushed against her cheeks, densely itchy.

The night fell quietly, and a new round of battle had just begun. The tumbling two people tasted the marrow and knew the smell. Song Xian lay on Jiang Liuyi's body, feeling that the fragrance of the perfume was stronger than before, completely enveloping her and making her fall into a deep, Only in Jiang Liuyi's world.

She is casual, carefree, and indulgent in that world.

Jiang Liuyi endured round after round of happiness, until Song Xian lost her strength, she turned against the guest and bullied her.

Finally exhausted.

Jiang Liuyi's voice was slightly hoarse. She and Song Xian lay on the bed and asked, "Where is your bed sheet?"

He had already predicted Song Xian's next move.

Song Xian turned his head: "Sleep first, I will change later."

Usually, she has to rest for a long time before she can move. Jiang Liuyi looks sideways, the curtains are thick, and the light from the Wanjia lights outside does not shine in at all. She can't even see the outline of Song Xian's facial features clearly. She only feels the black fog in front of her. Normally, cover her eyes.

She said, "Where is it? I'll change it."

Unknowingly, this has become Jiang Liuyi's habit.

Song Xian didn't insist, and said, "The first floor of the cabinet."

Jiang Liuyi was about to leave when she sat up and got out of bed, Song Xian said, "To the right."

It was pitch black, Jiang Liuyi touched the cabinet on the right, but where is the first floor? She frowned and turned her head: "Can you turn on the light?"

She can still get used to it at home, but this is the first time she came here, she is still very unfamiliar, and she has no way to start. Hearing her words, Song Xian got up, and the tall figure brushed past her, and reached out to the first floor without any mistakes. He took a cotton bed sheet and said to Jiang Liuyi, "Tear off this."

An old sheet was stuffed in Jiang Liuyi's hand, she pulled it hard, and the sheet slipped to the floor, Song Xian rolled out the new sheet with a bang, and both sides recruited it, she said to Jiang Liuyi: "Okay, go to sleep."

There was no mention of turning on the lights.

Jiang Liuyi was silent for two seconds. Just as she lay down on the bed, Song Xian had come over. The heating was not turned on, so it was colder than at home, and the quilt was a little thicker. But Song Xian was born with a cold body, so he was more afraid of the cold. Jiang Liuyi noticed that Seeing how cute her subconscious little actions were, her heart softened. She took Song Xian into her arms and asked, "Is it cold?"

Song Xian replied to her: "Well, a little bit."

Jiang Liuyi smiled: "Didn't you say it was hot just now?"

It was indeed very hot just now, even the palms of Song Xian's pushing her were hot.

In the dark, Song Xian said, "It's different."

Jiang Liuyi smiled, and touched Song Xian's bracelet while pulling on Song Xian's wrist.

And she is a couple.

After turning around, she thought that Song Xian had also changed her phone wallpaper.

It's also a couple, right?

So why did she worry too much about whether Song Xianxi liked her or not? They are now married wives and wives, one body, bed-sleepers, and what could be more intimate than that?

No more, she wanted to kiss Song Xian, want to hug Song Xian, and Song Xian was by her side.

She doesn't need to rush for a while, she can chase slowly until Song Xian also likes her.

After thinking about it clearly, Jiang Liuyi was in a rare mood, she called, "Song Xian."

Buried in her arms, Song Xian murmured vaguely, as if responding, Jiang Liuyi hugged her tightly, her surging heart gradually calmed down, and she whispered: "Song Xian."

The person in the arms hummed again, and the evoked end sound rose, Jiang Liuyi lowered his head, and pressed Song Xian's thin lips in the dark, biting lightly and sucking slowly, Song Xian fell asleep in a daze, feeling that Jiang Liuyi's thin lips Kiss, very different from before.

Be gentler.

Like a dense net, it bound her tightly.

Song Xian didn't want to resist in this bondage, so he let Jiang Liu do whatever he wanted.

It seemed to be in slow motion, all of Jiang Liuyi's movements slowed down, but the sensation brought to Song Xian was more difficult to resist than when it was intense, and she didn't remember how long she did it.

The last memory is the fragrance lingering on Jiang Liuyi's body from the tip of her nose, her limp body, her chaotic consciousness, and Jiang Liuyi calling her name before going to bed.

Haven't you done it for a few days? Why does it feel like Jiang Liuyi is not enough.

Song Xian pushed her in a daze: "No more."

Jiang Liuyi raised her head from under the quilt, and said oh, the voice was very small, as if she was a little wronged, Song Xian didn't know why these two words popped up in her mind, she lowered her head instinctively, and kissed Jiang Liuyi, as if to comfort her .

Jiang Liuyi was soothed, she rubbed Song Xian's hair and said, "Go to sleep."

This sleep, sleep directly until noon.

Fortunately, on weekends, Song Xian didn't have to go to work, and the alarm clock rang to automatically shut down. The two people on the bed hugged each other and slept. They changed their positions several times, and finally hugged unconsciously.

Song Xian saw Jiang Liuyi right in front of her eyes as soon as she opened her eyes. The sun shone through the heavy curtains and cast shadows in the room, intertwined with light and dark. She saw Jiang Liuyi's fine long eyelashes, deep facial features, straight The tip of the nose is upturned, and those pale pink lips.

Jiang Liuyi has a very good fragrance on her body.

Can easily put her to sleep.

Song Xian moved closer to Jiang Liuyi, closed her eyes and sniffed, it was warm, dry, and fragrant, her hair wrapped around Jiang Liuyi's neck, Jiang Liuyi frowned and scratched it with her fingers, Song Xian backed away a little, without disturbing her Jiang Liuyi, let her continue to sleep.

After leaving the room, she found that her phone was out of battery. She found a spare charger at home. After punching in, there were small circles on the startup page. After a while, all of them were loaded. The wallpaper on the window, the man leaned against the window in a breezy manner, lowered his head, his eyes were deep, Song Xian looked at the room for a few seconds, and was in a good mood.

Not long after putting down the charge, the phone rang, and the word teacher flashed on the screen.

When Jiang Liuyi opened the door, she heard Song Xian's cell phone ringing, and Song Xian was sitting on the sofa, looking down at the cell phone, as if hesitant to answer the phone.

She called out; "Song Xian?"

Song Xian came back to his senses and turned his head: "Wake up."

"Your phone is ringing," she said.

Song Xian nodded and said, "I'll answer the phone."

After she finished speaking, she unplugged the charging cable and went to the window, opened the window, and the cold wind came in. She answered the phone and called, "Teacher."

Jiang Liuyi looked up at her, didn't bother her, but went to wash up.

Song Xian prepared a new set of toiletries for her, and the towels were all new. After she brushed her teeth and washed her face, she heard the sound of the washing machine turning. Turning her head, they washed all their clothes last night in it.

Her clothes were wrapped in Song Xian's clothes.

Like her and Song Xian.

also blend together.

The Song Xian pajamas that Jiang Liuyi was wearing made it inconvenient to go out. After Song Xian finished answering the phone, she asked, "What's for lunch? Do you want to order takeaway?"

Song Xian nodded and asked her what she wanted to eat. Jiang Liuyi chose a few at random. After the two ordered takeaway, they sat on the sofa. Song Xian didn't have the habit of playing with mobile phones. Beside him, he asked, "Was that your teacher just now?"

Song Xian turned his head, met those clear eyes, and hummed softly.

Jiang Liuyi asked again: "Which teacher?"

Song Xian said: "The teacher who taught me how to draw."

Jiang Liuyi: "Is there a conflict?"

Song Xian shook his head: "It doesn't count."

The reply became shorter and shorter, Jiang Liuyi frowned, and she asked, "Why is he calling you?"

Song Xian said: "There is an annual art festival, and he hopes I can go and see it."

Seeing those excellent works, to see if they can stimulate the inspiration for creation, Jiang Liuyi: "Do you want to go?"

Song Xian lowered his eyes, originally he had no idea whether he wanted to go or not, but since Bai Ye said, she would go, Song Xian nodded, Jiang Liuyi saw that she was not in high spirits and said, "Don't you want to go?"

"No." Song Xian said, "I will go."

Jiang Liuyi said, "What's the date?"

Song Xian looked at her and hesitated for two seconds: "The twenty-ninth day of this month."

Jiang Liuyi: "Can I bring my family?"

Song Xian looked at her and said, "It should be possible."

Jiang Liuyi smiled: "Then shall I go with you?"

Seeing her smile, Song Xian raised the corners of her lips slightly, and nodded: "Okay."

Not long after the two finished talking, there was a knock on the door. The takeaway arrived. Song Xian came back with the takeaway. Jiang Liuyi fiddled with her phone and asked curiously, "What art festival is it?"

Song Xian said, "From the Academy of Fine Arts."

Jiang Liuyi paused after searching, the annual art festival of the Academy of Fine Arts? She remembered that the art festival invites all the best in China. Although they are not in the same major as her, they know a thing or two.

Then she thought of Song Xian's paintings.

It should be above the white space.

It is not too much to say that it is the best.

Thinking of this, she curiously searched for Song Xian's name on Weibo, and sure enough, it was the same as last time, only one Weibo account came out, and there was no news. She didn't give up, and went to Baidu to search again. She turned her head in doubt: "Song Xian, have you changed your name before?"

Song Xian turned his head and said calmly, "No."

Jiang Liuyi pursed her lips.

She was thinking about something messy again.

Putting down their phones, the two began to eat, they didn't order much, three dishes and one soup, Jiang Liuyi wanted to wait for the clothes to dry before going back, Song Xian nodded with the vegetables in his hands.

After the meal, Jiang Liuyi's cell phone on the coffee table lit up. It was a call from a counter. She glanced at Song Xian's expression, cleared her throat, and picked it up.

There was a lot of chatter on the other end, and finally said: "Send it to you directly?"

Jiang Liuyi reported an address, and the other end carefully wrote it down, and said: "If you have any questions, you can contact me, and I will wait for your call at any time."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Liuyi glanced at Song Xian and saw that she was flicking her phone with her head down, with a calm expression, she called out, "Song Xian."

Song Xian looked up at her, his pupils were light and beautiful.

Jiang Liuyi said: "I..."

I bought a ring, but I don't know if you like it or not. Jiang Liuyi's heart beat a little faster. She restrained her desire to share her joy and said to her, "Let me borrow your charger."

Song Xian let out an oh, and handed her the charger. When it touched Jiang Liuyi's fingertips, it was warm and a little hot.

Jiang Liuyi held the charger and took a deep breath.

Can't say it in advance, she asked for marriage, she wanted to give Song Xian an unforgettable marriage proposal, a surprise.