"No ..." This is my last limit, which is higher than rationality, and my dignity.

Chapter 23 Thank you

"... 嘀 …… ..."

In the sleep, the alarm of the mobile phone continued to sound, and I touched my hand out of the warm quilt, explored the want to close the alarm, and took a look at the phone. It was ten o'clock.

I suddenly woke up, sat up from the bed, panicked for two seconds, and quickly remembered that today is Saturday, without going to class.

Fortunately, almost thought was late ...

I covered my forehead and was fortunate.

But before I was relieved, with the recovery of consciousness, I reappeared in my mind like a horse lamp last night. Suffocating dinner, quarrel couples, too sweet dry red, Shang Mu's kiss ...

I closed my eyes, I couldn't wait to sleep again, so I didn't have to face everything waking up.

Last night, I kissed Shang Mu's kisses. Regardless of the west, as the atmosphere reached the apex, he wanted to go further and was stopped by me in time.

At that moment, the body was still indulging, but the brain was surprisingly sober. Just like unable to tolerate in front of him, revealing his body in front of him is also a thing that challenges my self -esteem.

It's not just him, anyone is the case for me. Those eyes that may be curious or tired of being tired are more difficult for me to face more than disability.

"how?"

The atmosphere was just right. My behavior was really disappointed. Shang Muyu twisted his eyebrows, his mouth was straight, and his eyes were fierce.

The look seemed to be looking at a rabbit who was caught by a wolf.

The wolf sipped and hungry, and the rabbit couldn't move under the palm completely, just waiting for the big fast, but the rabbit even wanted to escape.

How can it escape? It should open the soft body, turn it into wine and bread, and dedicate it all.

"Let go of me ..." Alcohol, fear, and the trendy of not fading. In chaos, I seem to be the imaginative rabbit, and I can only wait for the bite of the fierce wolf tragicly and hopelessly, hiding in the corner. Shake, there is no way.

Shang Muyu looked at me for a long time, but did not turn into fierce beasts as I wanted to facilitate teeth, but slowly softened.

"Teacher, do you not like me?" He changed the offensive, soft words, his fingers hooked my pants waist, as if a male ghost who had exhausted the scholar only nodded and nodded.

"No!" I trembled faintly, holding his wrist tightly, and the sound was mixed with begging.

If it is said that he accepted his kiss is an instinct, and now it is also an instinct decision to stop him from further.

This is something you feel about, and this step is a little bit of scenery. He looked at me for a long time, and the dark flame in his eyes went out a little bit. There was nothing changing around, and his body temperature had not reduced half of the points, but I still felt cold. How hot is it, how cold it is now.

This is a gap that cannot be passed between me and others.

If someone can let me give up and put aside the bottom line and reveal the most vulnerable part of life, then I must love him deeply, and seeing him is more important than anything in the world. Obviously, Shang Mu is not that person, at least not yet.

"Okay, don't cry, I don't do anything." Sighing, Shang Muyu pulled back his hand, and wiped the corner of my eyes.

He didn't say that I didn't find the enthusiasm of the corners of my eyes. The old problem that was jealous seemed to be committed again.

"I ... I didn't cry ..." I wanted to say that this was not "crying" at all, but the physiological reaction under excitement, but as soon as I opened my mouth, the voice shook intermittently, but it was more like a word.

He smiled slightly, leaned down and gently stuck his lips against the corner of my eyes, and the humid and humid breathing hit the sensitive skin.

"You say you don't cry without crying." He turned over, lay down beside me, and his breathing became gentle. "Teacher, but three times, next time I use this trick ... I will not let go is you."

I was stunned when I heard the words, but after a while, I realized that this was an escape from the wolf's mouth.

With trembling hands, he hurriedly stuffed his clothes, and looked beside him in fright, Shang Muxiao had already fallen asleep at the speed of light. Perhaps it was the relationship between Jiu Jin and his mouth, his mouth was slightly open and his breathing was heavy.

I pushed him carefully, but I didn't see him awake. I watched him silently for a moment, and pulled the quilt from my heels to cover him.

I wanted to get out of bed and go to the living room to sleep, but as soon as I touched Shang Muxiao's side, it was like pressing the radar, he hooked me on the side and dragged me back to him.

I wonder if he is pretending to be asleep.

With his head buried in my waist, like an insecure cub, he hugged me tightly, not allowing me to leave his side. After several unsuccessful attempts, I gave up the struggle and fell asleep in this twisted position.

When you wake up again, this is the moment.

The bed next to him was still messy, but there was no residual warmth.

He had better go...

The moment I opened the door after washing my mind with a lot of thought, I seemed to hear the mockery of fate, it laughed and threw four words on my face - you think beautifully.

Shang Muxiao must have just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, and he only had a bath towel hanging around his neck. He was standing in front of my CD rack and didn't know what he was flipping through.

Seeing him like this, I want to sigh again. Only a 20-year-old with vigor and vitality can stand in the living room without air conditioning without wearing clothes or socks, and wearing only a pair of trousers on such a day.

Still in good health.

As I was smirking in my heart, Shang Muxiao noticed my gaze and looked this way.

"You're awake." He wiped his hair, turned the thing in his hand towards me, squinted and asked, "Are you a fan of Shang Lu?"

What he was holding in his hand was the collector's edition DVD tin box of "Badwind".

After hesitating for a second, I denied it, "No, I'm a fan of Han Jia."

Han Jia is the heroine of "Running Against the Wind". She was considered top-notch when she made a movie with Shang Lu, but unfortunately she lacked stamina. After that, her acting career declined again and again for many years. Finally, at the age of 40, she married a wealthy Chinese businessman and quit the entertainment industry. lock up.