moonlight lure

During the evening rush hour, she patronized him and almost got hit by someone else's car.

The person next to her protected her with one hand, held her waist and brought her into his arms. He lowered his head and said softly in her ear: "Good boy, we'll see you when you get back."

It turned out that the secret had been discovered a long time ago. Song Shiwei's cheeks suddenly turned red and she raised her hand to pat him on the arm.

There was a smile in his dark eyes, as if he wanted to tease her again. He suddenly stopped when he opened his lips, raised his head and looked around alertly.

Song Shiwei didn't know why and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

He looked around for a moment, finally rubbed her head and smiled at her: "It's nothing, let's go."

The two went to the fresh food area to buy some fruits. None of them liked snacks, so they omitted the last area, and their journey to the cashier was smooth until the queue reached them, and the cashier took out two boxes of Okamoto from the pile on the checkout counter.

One box of ice cubes, one box of ultra-thin.

The two people in front of the counter were stunned at the same time, but the people inside were accustomed to scanning the code and throwing it into the shopping bag.

After the atmosphere was awkward for a moment, Ji Yanchen suddenly raised his head and locked the direction. A little boy sneaked his head in front of the candy shelf and looked at him. The moment he met his eyes, he quickly turned away and ran away.

He narrowed his eyes and recognized it as the naughty kid who had bumped into Song Shiwei and been scolded by him last time in the market.

No wonder he had a vague feeling that someone was watching him furtively from the beginning.

The cashier has already entered all the goods and is waiting for him to check out. The people next to him turned their faces aside, pretending not to recognize him.

Ji Yanchen was secretly embarrassed and thought about explaining to her when he went out. He pointed to the two boxes of things in the bag, forced himself to lower his voice and said to the other party: "I'm sorry, I took these two by mistake. Please help me return them."

The cashier took out the two boxes and asked enthusiastically and loudly: "Is it the wrong size, customer? Do you need to change to the largest size?"

Ji Yanchen: "..."

The customers in the queue at the back all cast their gazes, their eyes darting back and forth between the products displayed in the hands of the cashier and the faces of the attractive young couple in the front row.

Song Shiwei had no shame in staying any longer, so she quickly left the checkout counter with her bag in hand.

Ji Yanchen remained silent for a moment with a sullen face, gritting his teeth amidst the expectations of the people in front of him and the playfulness of the people behind him: "...Yes."

Ten minutes later, he paid and walked out of the supermarket.

Song Shiwei stood waiting for him at the exit, her long hair and skirt elegantly blown by the evening breeze, her cold face still a little unnatural because of the episode just now.

Back in the car, Ji Yanchen explained in a depressed voice: "It was an accident."

Song Shiwei looked out the window and hummed, without asking any more questions. On the one hand, she didn't want to get embarrassed the more she talked, and on the other hand, she also felt that the thing was not his.

Of course, she didn't think he didn't have that intention, she just felt that if he really wanted to buy it, at least he wouldn't be so blatant and unabashed.

The two arrive at the apartment.

At noon, Song Shiwei went to the pet store near her work and bought a few boxes of cans and toys as belated greeting gifts. However, Mori's attitude when he saw her was not as enthusiastic as the previous two times. He perfunctorily allowed her to touch her a few times and then turned away to play with her. His ball is gone.

Song Shiwei squatted on the ground a little disappointed, looking at the person in front of her inquiringly.

He comforted him with words: "Maybe he is in a bad mood tonight. He does this occasionally, so don't worry about him."

She hummed and gestured to the ingredients she bought on the table: "Do you need my help?" The last time he let her enter the kitchen, the ending was terrible, but Ji Yanchen still wanted her to come in and accompany him, and nodded: "You need it. .”

It was almost nine o'clock when I finished cleaning up the kitchen after dinner.

Song Shiwei felt a little sleepy after eating too much. She leaned on the sofa and scrolled through her circle of friends tiredly. She saw that in Chen Yue's latest photo, Ming Xu was wearing a suit, upright and elegant, which gave people a very different impression from when he was a doctor.

Song Shiwei watched in silence for a while, until the man from the kitchen came out with a fruit plate. She put down her phone, raised her eyes and asked him: "Did you find anything? About Hongjing Pharmaceutical."

He was silent for a moment, his face showing no emotion: "There is some information."

After waiting for a long time and seeing that he had no intention of speaking, Song Shiwei forked a piece of peach and put it in her mouth, and asked vaguely: "Isn't it convenient to reveal it?"

Ji Yanchen glanced at her and asked casually, "Are you still worried about that friend of yours?"

Song Shiwei swallowed what was in her mouth and was about to reply when she suddenly realized, was he jealous?

She looked at his face blankly, and slowly remembered that he had been unusually silent since that day when he took Mo Li to find her. When they met again the next day, he was completely hostile to Ming Xu, and his words in the car were the same. The sentence is directed at the other party.

At that time, she ignored these details because she was shocked by his confession. Looking back now, it is clear that he had been silently angry for a long time, but he had been suppressing it until that moment when it was intensified by her rejection and completely exploded.

Song Shiwei, who suddenly understood the series of causes and consequences, felt that he was a little pitiful and a little funny.

She suddenly wanted to tease him, deliberately sighed, and said worriedly: "Yes, I am very worried about him."

The corners of his lips suddenly sank deeper. She turned a blind eye and continued to pretend to be mysterious: "Because I found some information when I had dinner with them that day, and I felt very dangerous."

The people next to them were not as active as when they talked about work before. They were silent for a long time before asking in a low voice: "What did you find?"

Song Shiwei hooked her fingers and motioned for him to come closer.

Ji Yanchen did not doubt that he was there and leaned over slightly, his face serious and dull.

She held back her smile, lowered her face to his ear, and said in a low and gentle voice that only the two of them could hear: "I found out that the puppy is jealous."

When the people around her didn't react, Song Shiwei sat back with a calm expression.

But her elation only lasted for less than two seconds. The scene in front of her suddenly turned upside down. She instinctively let out a low cry. The next moment, someone clasped her wrists tightly and pushed her down on the sofa.

He lowered his head and bit her lips hard several times. His eyes were stern as if a large carnivore had spotted the small prey he was about to prey on. However, his tone was contradictory and frivolous as never before. He looked particularly seductive and dangerous: "I am a dog. You What is it?"

Song Shiwei's eyes dodge unconsciously, her lips were numb from his reckless teeth, and she turned her head to try to avoid his fierce kiss: "...of course I am...the master..."

Ji Yanchen stared at her condescendingly, the venom in his dark eyes became more intense, and he raised his lips with a sneer: "Then you know that your dog is jealous, but you still go to see other dogs? You eat his food, ride in his car, and still think that he is Reason to drive me away?"

Song Shiwei was both guilt-ridden and dumbfounded. She never expected that a joke would lead to his aggressive settlement of accounts.

She touched his ears like a puppy and said softly: "I just knew, don't be angry."

But the person in front of her was obviously not so easy to coax. He snorted arrogantly and buried his head in the side of her neck, biting wetly, which made her painful and itchy.

She pushed his shoulders twice, unable to push him, and showed weakness: "Be gentle."