Aspire For Love Wistfully

"Where did you go? You left early in the morning and didn't come back until seven or eight in the evening. When I called you, it was like going crazy. I ran away and almost ran into me

Jiang Yao covered her head, very powerless said to her: "deal with a little thing, it's OK."

"Yao Yao, what about your clothes? I remember you wore one when you went out. Why didn't you see it?"

"I dropped it in the car by accident."

Shen Yanyan rolled her eyes and said, "no wonder you have a cold. You deserve it. Now you know it's hard, really. Come on, drink this ginger soup. "

Jiang Yao couldn't smell ginger. She turned her head and didn't want to drink it.

"Don't be ungrateful. I've worked so hard to cook it. It's the same as seeing dark food. Drink it quickly. It'll make you feel better. "

"Put it somewhere. I'll have it later."

Shen Yanyan doesn't know Jiang Yao. What she said may be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. To put it simply, she's going to pour out when there's no one.

"No, right away. Hurry up. Hurry up."

Jiang Yao was forced to drink two mouthfuls and almost didn't vomit.

"Shen Yanyan, how much sugar did you add in it? It's so sweet. How sweet is it. There's no money for sugar at home, right? You can put as much sugar as you like. "

"I know that. I'm not afraid that you feel too bitter to eat."

She felt aggrieved when she said that. Jiang Yao was very speechless. She raised her head and pinched her nose with her hands. She frowned and dried a bowl directly.

This is made by Shen Yanyan herself, so we have to drink her up no matter what.

"Hey, you

When Shen Yanyan reacts, Jiang Yao has finished drinking. She asked with wide eyes, "why did you finish it? Didn't you say it was sweet?"

She suddenly felt sorry for Jiang Yao, because she knew how much sugar she added when she was making ginger soup, so she couldn't bear to see Jiang Yao like this.

"I don't drink it. Do you drink it, really?"

Shen Yanyan did not speak any more. She went out with a bowl. When she closed the door, she suddenly opened it and said to Jiang Yao who was ready to lie down, "you sleep for a while, maybe your fever will go away. I'll measure it for you. Fortunately, it's a low fever."

Without waiting for Jiang Yao to reply, Shen Yanyan slammed the door.

Jiang Yao lay down for a while and heard the sound of Jingling outside. At the beginning, she didn't hear it very much. At the end, it just grew louder and louder.

She couldn't help but be curious. Then she took a dress and put it on. As soon as she opened the door, there was a big smell of lampblack. The kitchen was smoking. Shen Yanyan came out with a spatula and an apron.

"Cough, how did you come out?"

Jiang Yao looked at her and then at the kitchen. She asked, "are you cooking or frying the kitchen?"

Shen Yanyan whispered: "I don't want to make something delicious with you. Who knows what I can do now."

Jiang Yao, who was supporting the forehead, closed her eyes and endured the helplessness in her heart, saying, "do you have the ability to cook? Up to now, you still don't have the ability to count."

She shrugged her shoulders and said that she had no choice but to cook. Ah, I'm not born to cook. It's a pity.

"Don't do it. Let your aunt clean it up tomorrow."

Jiang Yao is not angry sitting on the sofa, she is not angry, or feel very helpless. However, Shen Yanyan also wants to order for her.

"Why are you standing? I won't eat you again. Please sit down."

Shen Yanyan got the approval, threw down the things in her hand and sat down beside her. She said with a smile, "Hey, you are still good."

"OK, don't be so talkative. Go to bed quickly. Take out the snacks you have hidden. Don't order takeout so late. Go to bed after eating."

"No, Yao Yao, I want to sleep with you."

Shen Yanyan rarely acts like a coqueter, and makes Jiang Yao so sour that she doesn't know how to speak.

"No, I refuse."

Jiang Yao pushes away her hand and goes to the room. Shen Yanyan says she doesn't want it. She turns off the light in the living room and rushes over before Jiang Yao closes the door.

"Get back to your own bed."

Shen Yanyan kept jumping into Jiang Yao's bed, wrapped her quilt tightly around her, and shook her head in silence.

"I won't go, Yao Yao. We haven't slept together for a long time. Come on, I welcome you."

Shen Yanyan is lying on the bed, putting on a sultry look. She looks like a little fox who reminds a man. Unfortunately, Jiang Yao is not a man, so she is not fooled at all.

She picked up a piece of clothing and threw it on Shen Yanyan, covering her key parts.

"Well, if you want to go to bed, go to bed. You have to go to work tomorrow."

Shen Yanyan turns her lips and gives a place to Jiang Yao. Jiang Yao lay on the bed, looked at the mobile phone for a while, and found that it was already a little more. So she lay on the bed, reached out and turned off the light in the bedroom.

For a long time, they did not speak, only the shallow breath lingering in each other's ears. Instead of closing her eyes, Jiang Yao opened them, thinking about what happened today.

After a while, Jiang Yao felt a pair of legs on her thigh. She looked white and knew it was Shen Yanyan's. Then, her hand through the quilt, directly upstairs Jiang Yao's waist.

Shen Yanyan is like this. Every time she sleeps with her, it's like this. It's a habit she developed when she was a child. If she sleeps alone, she must be holding a big plush doll.

"You let go."

"No, I don't."

Shen Yanyan not only did not let go, but tightened up. Almost didn't strangle Jiang Yao, she adjusted her breath and said to her in a tone of forbearance: "you release first, I'm going to be strangled."

Hearing this, Shen Yanyan was a little relaxed, but did not let go.

"Yao Yao, what are you going to do in the future? Do you want to continue your dance career?"

Shen Yanyan's voice rang out in Jiang Yao's ear. She shook her head and said helplessly, "I won't dance any more. Now I'm a vagrant. What can I do?"

She half joked, so that Shen Yanyan did not know if it was true.

"What's the matter? Don't scare me."

She knew that what Jiang Yao said in general was a serious thought. Therefore, this is very likely to be true.

"I'm really not going to dance. I'm not kidding."

Jiang Yao can feel the loose hand on his waist, and then Shen Yanyan breaks Jiang Yao's body like she is mad.