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He was lying on Yan Jiayu's body, and his eyes closed for a long time could not fall asleep, and finally got up to drink. After drinking half, the kitchen light was turned on. He saw Yan Jiayu, who was slightly messy with hair.
Different from the image of the elite of the suits and leather shoes, at this time Yan Jiayu's bangs hanging softly, wearing pajamas, looking like a handsome neighbor brother.
When Qin Mingzhu saw Yan Jiayu who suddenly appeared, the whole person was like a child who was caught by his parents to do bad things. The first reaction was to hide the bottle behind.
However, the parents did not reprimand the child, and sat on the floor with their legs and drank it with the child.
The alcohol gradually paralyzed the nerves. The second half of Qin Mingzhu was dizzy. The next day, he woke up and found that his buttocks were so painful that he couldn't imagine what happened. Just remember a few clips.
For example, he and Yan Jiayu kissed on the floor, and kissed his tongue and numb, and could not even wrap the saliva.
For example, he sobbed and called her husband.
For example, he remembers Yan Jiayu's eyes and dripping sweat.
"Bastard." Twenty -five -year -old Qin Mingzhu scolded.
"Bastard ..." Qin Mingzhu, twenty -eight -year -old, also scolded, but seemed to cry.
I always remembered some mess. Qin Mingzhu shook his head and wanted to drive away all the memories of the past life. He didn't want it.
He was drunk. The entire face was flourned with peaches, his lips were slightly separated, and he breathed out the aroma of Bailan.
He noticed that his wine glass was taken away. He reached out and wanted to grab it back, but he touched it, and after sitting up, he sat up and sat up with a familiar young face.
Qin Mingzhu stopped, and he stared straightly, slowly and slightly attached his lips.
Just as he is selfish, he has passed once without Yan Jiayu's life.
He doesn't want Yan Jiayu. He don't want to live without Yan Jiayu anymore. Even if it is just a dream, he wants to fall in this dream.
As for the secrets on him, he didn't want Yan Jiayu to know.
On the second day, Qin Mingzhu was awakened by birds.
Every morning, many birds fly to the ancient camphor trees in the sunang hall, as if they were opened on it, and they were chopping for a long time. They waited until the sun was very strong before flying away.
I never paid attention to things, and even some annoying things, felt precious at this time.
I can hear the sound of hanging throats faintly. It should be a grandmother. The grandmother must practice basic skills every morning. Qin Mingzhu sat up slowly, and now he is the only one on the bed.
The clothes on his body were changed without alcohol. It seems that Yan Jiayu also took a bath yesterday. When he came yesterday, he didn't wear shoes, and now he even puts slippers at the end of the bed.
Qin Mingzhu stared at the slippers, and suddenly seemed to realize something, put on his shoes and walked out.
As soon as he went out, he saw Yan Jiayu.
The people who can already be called a young man are sitting in the study room opposite. The bamboo curtains of the Chinese round windows are raised.
He hadn't found Qin Mingzhu wake up, his eyes facing the computer screen in front of him, and he noticed until Qin Mingzhu walked to the window.
He smiled at Qin Mingzhu and made a gesture again to signal people to come in.
After Qin Mingzhu came in, he first looked at the computer screen and found that there seemed to be a video conference on the screen, so he stopped, but Yan Jiayu held his hand and pulled him gently.
"It's okay, I didn't open the wheat, and I didn't drive the camera."
Having said that, a headset was divided into Qin Mingzhu.
Qin Mingzhu listened to the voice in the earphone, "That's Uncle Yan, is this a morning meeting?"
"Well, the headquarters is in the morning meeting, I'll be listening." Yan Jiayu gave up half of the seat for Qin Mingzhu to sit, "Aunt Ming came over just now, and she went back first when she saw you were sleeping. She wanted to ask you what you would like to eat in the morning. You Think about it, give her a call."
Although Qin Mingzhu woke up, he was still not in the mood.
He covered his lips lazily and yawned, "It's good to eat anything." After saying this, he couldn't help but look at Yan Jiayu next to him, "Last night..."
"Huh?" Yan Jiayu was half-focused on the morning meeting.
Qin Mingzhu stopped talking.
But Yan Jiayu spoke again, "Today is our second day together. After breakfast, let's go out on a date?"
Qin Mingzhu turned his head suddenly, he stared at Yan Jiayu's side face, he didn't know what to say for a while, he felt that his brain was in a mess, "You...I..."
Yan Jiayu also turned his head, he took off the remaining earphone, and said in a cautious tone, "Mingzhu, I confessed to you yesterday, and you promised me." There was a subtle nervousness hidden in Wu Nong's eyebrows, only in his eyes. Wei Zhuan revealed a little bit of wind, "Are you going to change your tune now?"
"No." Qin Mingzhu replied instinctively.
Yan Jiayu pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Then let's go on a date today."
He put the headphones back on.
Qin Mingzhu didn't take his eyes back, he still stared at Yan Jiayu's face, and suddenly asked, "Did I kiss you last night?"
"Cough cough."
The person next to him suddenly choked and coughed, obviously not drinking water, and even his snow-white face was a little red.
Qin Mingzhu felt that he didn't have to wait for an answer. He did kiss Yan Jiayu on the second day of his rebirth. He slowly lowered his head, and the memory of the previous life began to flash in his mind again, no, don't think about it anymore, forget it, forget everything!
"Then I'll take a shower." He stood up and walked out, but he didn't notice Yan Jiayu's gaze following his body.
And the notification of new mail in the lower right corner of the computer.
Information about Sheng Yingqi's family.
Chapter 32
My grandmother heard that Qin Mingzhu and Yan Jiayu were going out to play today, and asked Aunt Ming to give them two, one of whom filled a large bottle of sour plum juice soup in a straw kettle.