After the lingering kiss, the hormones were easily fiddled to the top, and he was too lazy to support his body. Li Wen rested his chin on Yin Junning's shoulder as if he had no bones, and calmed down the aftertaste of the ups and downs brought by the small deep kiss.

In Guang City, it will be raining and snowing tonight, with wind and snow outside.

The room was warm and warm, and the temperature difference of tens of degrees caused a hazy layer of mist to condense on the vertically striped glass not far away.

Li Wen looked out of the window through Yin Junning's shoulder, but he couldn't see much scenery, only the messy snowflakes scrambling to squeeze in the window, disorderly and chaotic, and Li Wen's mood was tainted with an indescribable sense of chaos.

"Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?"

Li Wen rested his chin on Yin Junning's shoulder, and brushed against Yin Junning's ears with his exhaled breath, his tone was still wrapped in soft cotton, as if he was still digesting the aftertaste of the deep kiss.

Realizing that Li Wen didn't have any doubts about the word "dream", Yin Junning was choked up for a moment and was speechless. He didn't know whether to blame his superb acting skills or Li Wen's short reflexes.Connected with the "sister" who loved Li Wen deeply in the dream back then.

Yin Junning showed a helpless look, and held Li Wen's waist with one hand to prevent the girl from slipping off her body.

The free hand was lifted up, and the top two buttons were undone in twos and threes.

The beautiful collarbone is exposed to the air, which makes Yin Junning look sexier than usual.

"Because you mentioned "her"..." Yin Junning moved her lips closer to Li Wen's ear, and said in a very slow tone: "You have been brooding all afternoon..."

It seems that we really want to talk about the lover of our dreams.

Li Wen snorted, not surprised.

Just spread the lips of this person with the palm of your hand: "There is no need to over-interpret it. I have always been the one who keeps the second life away. Or are you sure that I will pamper you, Yingyingyanyan?"

Li Wen may not have noticed it herself, she almost wrote "annoyance" in her eyes right now.

No matter how arrogant the tone and expression are, the taste of eating with obvious emotions is clearly on the face.

"How can you think so, it's all me..." Yin Junning smiled, and coaxed her in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to misunderstand you."

Li Wen was stunned for a moment, his gaze was fixed on Miss Yin's eloquent mouth, and after a while, he actually laughed too.

In fact, from the parking lot, Li Wen did not shy away from reminding Yin Junning of the topic of "substitute", Yin Pusa's eyes were different from usual.

It can be foreseen that tonight this person must have an open and honest talk with Li Wen about the white-moonlight/muse stand-in...

For example: Since Miss Yin has a firm favorite in her heart, why bother to tease her from time to time, giving people a deep love and other inappropriate behaviors.

Or maybe the previous question is that Li Wen is too sensitive, so can the sticky interaction between them that is more intimate than the stand-in at the moment be understood as 419?

It shouldn't be like liking, but it does reveal joy all the time.

These questions have troubled Li Wen for a long time, but they still can't unlock the strange interaction between the two.

Adhering to the mind of copying homework, Li Wen learned that Miss Yin had a firm favorite, so he simply threw all these emotional problems that were difficult for her to Yin Junning, who was better at handling interpersonal relationships.

I believe that Miss Yin's current positioning of Li Wen's identity will also be Li Wen's positioning of her.

But when Yin Junning really took over the conversation, Li Wen felt confused again.

This experience is to experience this person's lingering affection for white-moonlight/muse.

For some reason, Li Wen was forced to talk about romance for others one day, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

But it is true that this unhappiness is not tenable.

What's more, Yin Junning is not bad, with the degree of dedication of the other party, it is almost impossible to spend extra time tonight on such insignificant matters as explaining the double to Li Wen.

However, Yin Pusa spoke at the moment.

The aftertaste of the deep kiss was still there, the man's eyelashes were half closed, he stared deeply at Li Wen, and there was rosemary in his body that comes from a mature woman.

Even her voice is stained with that charming fragrance. Speaking of which, Yin Pusa is full of romance, and compares white-moonlight/muse to "dream".

How is this like.

Haunted by dreams, spring night in dreams?

Wait a minute, "Dream?"

Li Wen was stunned, subconsciously repeated the sound, thinking that he had heard wrongly, subconsciously tilted his head, and the tip of his nose easily brushed the side of Yin Junning's porcelain-white face until it met the more handsome tip of this man's nose.

As if sensing her embarrassment, Yin Junning lowered his eyes leisurely, stared into Li Wen's eyes, and said calmly, "It's a dream."

The eyes of the two were glued in mid-air. In the dim light, Li Wen met Yin Junning's apricot-colored eyes. The distance was so close. Whether it was intentional or not, Yin Junning's half-closed eyelids opened at a slow speed.Gradually stacked, revealing black and white eyes like glass beads.

In the quiet late night, the glass window reflects the intimate reflection of the two.

Nose to nose, after the kiss just now, the air almost smelled of flirting.

Li Wen moved his eyes at will, and he could easily see every inch of Yin Junning's facial features. Her face was reflected in the gentle eyes of the woman in front of her.

The sensitive word "dream" came from the opponent's mouth.

The strange sense of familiarity almost elongated and extended to Li Wen's entire reflex arc, and some details were rushing back and forth in his mind.

Many miscellaneous and absurd conjectures popped up uncontrollably, and even the flowing lines of this person's eyes infinitely tended to overlap with the hazy eyes in memory.

Li Wen's pupils shrank, and as they looked at each other quietly, it was as if they heard firecrackers explode in their minds, and thunderbolts burst into the sky.

"Wen Wen?"

Yin Junning yelled twice in a row before Li Wen realized that she was in this man's arms.

Yin Junning reached out and plucked Li Wen's eyelashes, and the dim light leaked from the man's neatly trimmed fingers, as if glazed with porcelain color, which was too beautiful and charming.

Li Wen admired himself a little, how could he brush away the almost perfect hands in front of him so calmly.

On the table was a plate of ugly tangerines that didn't know when bought them.

Wrinkled, too long, many of them are already broken.

Li Wen glanced at it, tried his best to sound calm, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you want oranges?"

Before Yin Junning could give an answer, Chaoshou randomly touched a crumpled and broken orange from the desk behind him.

By peeling off the tangerines and taking two steps back, he was able to dispel the strange sense of familiarity brought by Yin Junning out of his chaotic mind, leaving room for a certain possibility that Li Wenlushun had never imagined in his mind.

The warm body pulled away in vain, and Yin Junning took a displeased look at the rotten orange that distracted Li Wen's attention.

Li Wen didn't look at her, and took two steps back, pretending to be calm on the face, but his movements were clearly a little chaotic, and for a moment, the sour oranges that had suffered were squeezed into juice and their hands were messed up.

Yin Junning has no doubt that if she continues to talk later, her end tonight may not be much different from that of this sour orange.

She has always been dormant in forbearance, and she is well aware of Li Wen's character, the frog is half cooked until now.

If you come here and take the initiative to lose your horse, you will never end well.

According to Yin Junning's original plan, the female ghost in this sockpuppet/vest would not be stupid enough to tell Li Wen herself, not to mention that there is a third party between them - Jian Cheng.

Yin Junning has always been considerate and long-term in her work. She is very clear that she has a kind of paranoid cleanliness and single-mindedness in her relationship. In order to prevent the two of them from quarreling over men in the future.

Yin Junning prefers to eradicate all hidden dangers in advance, so as to avoid future troubles forever, and then let Li Wen discover the truth by himself, and it will never be possible for him to say that he likes Jian Cheng.

So the first time Yin Junning knew the truth, he didn't question Li Wen immediately.

But this does not mean that she has no temper, Yin Junning has always been willing to spend more time, making Li Wen fully realize her mistake, and it is impossible to do the stupid thing of cuckolding her in the future.

Only in this way can Shen Ke who sinks into Yin Junning's heart be erased bit by bit..

But... tonight, all the desire to win and the hidden strength were completely destroyed by Li Wen's words "sleep with me" with the power of destruction.

When their feelings have reached their level, if they care about winning or losing, they will probably hurt the enemy one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred, and they will end up feeling unhappy in their hearts.

Just like now, if she doesn't explain who white-moonlight/muse is, Li Wen might think that even if the two of them are having sex in bed, Yin Junning is thinking of others instead of Li Wen.

Thinking of this, Yin Junning showed a smile willing to admit defeat, this smile made her face of Yujie not reveal any discounted weakness.

In essence, even though Yin Junning was willing to gamble on feelings, he never admitted that he was a person who backed down step by step.

She knows the importance of correcting errors in a timely manner.

Without giving Li Wen any time to hide, Yin Junning took two steps forward and calmly continued the topic just now: "I had a dream that lasted three years."

What a coincidence, I also had a dream that lasted three years.

Li Wen stared at the dim yellow light from the searchlight cutting through the snowflakes outside the window.He squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to hear the sound of his teeth moving when he opened his mouth.

Yin Junning watched Li Wen's expression for a while.

The girl's peaked cap was not taken off, and the brim of the hat was pressed down by her at some point, her cat's eyes drooped listlessly, as if trying to maintain her indifferent mood, and only two big ring silver earrings were hanging in the air, under the lamp.Reflecting the fragmented light, the vibration lost its frequency.

If you don't look carefully, even Yin Junning can hardly notice the abnormal beating rhythm of Li Wen's chest rising and falling.

Having said that, they are already playing famous brands.

It's been stormy tonight, and the broken leaves are falling from the window.

Yin Junning stopped his steps, walked around to the window behind Li Wen, and closed the narrow gap that was blown open by the wind at some point.

Turning back, he bent down to pick up the hand warmer that fell from the chair.

It wasn't until after peeling the whole orange in his hand that Li Wen felt his sanity return.

Some bits and pieces of dialogue popped up little by little.

"I like women."

"She is my dream."

"Wen Wen."

"Want to hear about my dream?"

...

"The person Bodhisattva likes, everyone guessed it was Little Maple Leaf a few months ago, but he met him on the Internet, who would believe it? A person like her... how to date online?"

...

The last time he ran away from home, Li Wen questioned whether the behavior of her and Ms. Yin 419 was suspected of cheating.

Yin Junning personally answered that her white-moonlight/muse cheated on a man.

Looking back now, Li Wen suddenly remembered that Jian Cheng is not a man.

I still remember that Li Wen was filled with righteous indignation at that time, and said to Yin Junning: "Sister, don't be sad. Who is she? Who is so blind to reject you, if you tell me, I will beat her to death."

Li Wen pursed his lips, thinking of his idiot behavior of helping count the money, he was in a bad mood.

The peaked cap was pressed down extremely low, and the orange in his hand was crushed into juice, not to mention the pulp, the only way to describe this tragic situation was a piece of rotten orange corpse that turned yellow and white.

Suddenly with a light hand, Yin Junning pulled out the most unsightly tangerine, put a paper towel on the table, and then put the horrible orange on it alone, dripping with juice.

Almost without hesitation, he betrayed Li Wen's bad mood completely.

It is impossible for Yin Junning, who is so smart, not to have seen this pile of scattered orange corpses.

Li Wen simply stopped pretending, raised his head, and glanced at this person's calm and well-balanced face inch by inch.

Coincidentally, Yin Junning was also looking at her, his gaze was still straight and gentle, unaffected by Li Wen's hostility at all, he grabbed Li Wen's hand, took out a tissue from the table, and wrapped it around Li Wen's messy wrist.

She bent down and used both hands, turned Li Wen's hands soaked in juice, and wiped them carefully little by little.

The long, thick black hair fell from the woman's shoulders and scratched on Li Wen's arms.

The cramped room seemed to be steaming with fog.

Just like more than a thousand nights in the past, this pair of overly good-looking and elegant fingers protruded over in the hazy mist. It was clearly a job of looking up to serve people.

No matter what excuse or logic is used, there is no way to deny that the emotion Yin Junning brought to Li Wen at this moment is just a coincidence.

The emotion on Li Wen's face completely faded away.

Although her head is full of question marks, her face is still calm. She has a world-weary face. When she is not smiling, she looks fierce at best. She squints at Yin Junning, her voice is hoarse, and she spreads her hands: "It seems that this sour orangeI can't eat it."

"Then don't eat it." Yin Junning skillfully wiped Li Wen's last finger, and put the warm baby Seri Wen that he had prepared earlier into his palm.

His gaze was straight and gentle, and he met Shang Li Wen's gradually sharpening eyes without blinking or avoiding.

There was no compromise or justification, just a smile, facing the storm, and said in the usual tone: "Next time I will peel it, and you don't need to waste time on this kind of thing in the future."

The temperature of the warm bag made the fingertips gradually regain consciousness, and Li Wen quickly broke away.

With hindsight, I realized that my fingers were frozen so hard that I lost consciousness at some point.

Yin Junning noticed this earlier than Li Wen, and she was moved, but this does not indirectly prove that with Miss Yin's subtle observation skills, she must have captured all of Li Wen's hidden emotions long ago.

There is more than a layer of life-and-death hatred between her and her, and there is also the teasing of the current abacus controlling the rhythm.

Li Wen put his left hand into the warm bag, stretched out his right hand and tied a black rubber band, and simply tied his long curly hair behind his head.

"What do you want to say?" He pulled out the sturdy wooden chair closest to him, held the back of the chair with his right hand, and raised one leg.

Li Wen tilted his head, smiled mockingly, and squinted at Yin Junning: "Choose a place for yourself, if you don't think the study room can't be used, you can talk about it here."

The girl's eyelids were hanging, her thin white wrists dangled brightly under the light, her face was sullen, as if she would pick up a chair and hit someone at any time, Yin Junning was helpless and wanted to laugh: ...

Although she knew that tonight would be difficult, she never thought that Li Wen would beat her up.

How can a girl hit a girl.

Yin Junning opened his mouth, and then shut his mouth knowingly when Li Wen stared at the cold-eyed flying knives.