Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

An Zhi choked on her breath and did not hear Yan Xi's words clearly, her cheeks quickly became hot where she pinched her.

Yan Xi was wearing a white shirt with a low neckline, her hair was hanging down to one side, the light in the living room stayed on her snow-white collarbone, and there was a thin gold chain between the mounds in the collar, which rose and fell with her breathing. on.

An Zhi turned his eyes away, not daring to look at it at all.

But Yan Xi didn't let her go, she lay down and continued to poke her face with her fingers: "You say, is it me that hurts you more, or the second aunt?"

"Is it better for me, or is it my second aunt?"

"I'm pretty, or my second aunt?"

The more An Zhi listened, the more she felt that something was wrong. Yan Xi is jealous? She wanted to laugh a little, although it wasn't another kind of jealousy, but it was enough to make her happy.

"You love me more, you are better with me." An Zhi said, her eyes were on Yan Xi's eyes, "You are the most beautiful."

Yan Xi's smiling eyes were a little confused because of drinking, and she didn't know if she heard it. After listening, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she lay down and leaned on An Zhi's shoulder. Her breath brushed against her neck, where the carotid artery was throbbing fast.

Is she asleep? Or is she still holding on to something to ask.

This drunk Yanxi is unfamiliar to An Zhi, but she is very cute.

An Zhi inevitably thought that there was a similar plot in the marginal novel she had read, Shen Qin was drunk in the book, and then she started kissing Chang Shan, and even put her hand into her clothes.

An Zhi's face burned, what was she thinking about, Yan Xi would not be like this. But she is now resting on her shoulder, her lips are close to her neck, as long as An Zhi's side goes a little, even a centimeter, Yan Xi can kiss her cheek.

She couldn't think like that. An Zhi tried his best to look away from her and turned to the side, trying to slip off the sofa. As soon as she moved, Yan Xi hugged her, An Zhi struggled, Yan Xi was much stronger than her, she Holding An Zhi in his arms, he whispered, "Don't go."

Her softness was close to An Zhi's back, her arms were pressed across her shoulders. An Zhi blushed like a tomato, earning it: "Auntie..."

"Huh? Hush, don't talk, I have a headache." Yan Xi's lips pressed against her neck, and the warm breath gave An Zhi goosebumps.

An Zhi slowly slowed down her breathing, and after a few seconds, took her hand away. She tried to slip off the sofa again, but she still failed, Yan Xi held her down again, and put his hand on her chest.

An Zhi was stunned for a moment, and Yan Xi's hand pressed down, as if feeling good, and rubbed it.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuy..." Hearing his breathing, An Zhi hurriedly pushed away Yan Xi's hand. The sofa is not narrow and there is enough space for the two of them, but An Zhi couldn't escape her embrace even after struggling, so he could only let her hold her with a blushing face.

Fortunately, Yan Xi just hugged her, buried her face on the back of her neck, and did nothing else.

It's like she really likes her smell, it has to be so she can fall asleep.

An Zhi's hands were pinched into a ball, and his palms were sweaty. Originally, she had already thought about it for the past two months, and she had decided to stop fantasizing about it, and truly regarded Yan Xi as her relatives and elders. Everything she gave her was given by Yan Xi, how could she enjoy everything she gave and still covet her?

The first week was the hardest. She always wanted to call her. She visited the attractions with the team, and she even handed over the phone to the teacher who led the team. Then came the second week, and the third week ended the summer camp, so I went to New York with Liu Yiyi without even going home.

All the communication between them was done through Liu Yiyi.

An Zhi turned over and lay flat on her back to look at Yan Xi, she was fast asleep, and fell asleep with her movements, An Zhi stared at her for a while, slowly raised her left hand, hesitated for a while, and stuck it to the side. Facing Yan Xi's cheek, her skin was warm and delicate, white and tender like a freshly peeled egg.

It can really be a metaphor. An Zhi thought. Her left hand was left with a large pink scar on the back of her hand because of the burn, which made Yanxi's skin even more pale.

An Zhi's fingers hesitated and stroked her closed eyes. She loves to laugh very much and has a little smile line at the end of her eyes. In addition, she looks like when she first met her without makeup, and it has not changed. It's just that the temperament is getting more and more mature and gentle, and the eyes are getting more and more charming.

Yan Xi, Xiao Wu, Auntie.

Every salutation that slid across her tongue brought a strong heart palpitation.

An Zhi thought that her aunt was the most beautiful and best woman she had ever seen. Deserving the best life and the best love, she can no longer hold her back.

From now on, she will become a mature adult, all her thoughts will be hidden, she will no longer have any expectations, and she will not be angry with her anymore, and she will do her duty well.

An Zhi closed his stinging eyes, took a breath, and calmed down. Yan Xi's head rested on her shoulders again, and her long legs pressed against hers. An Zhi bit her lip and didn't dare to move. After a while, she reached out and touched her hair, just like she used to coax herself.

Yan Xi was obviously very useful, she hummed softly, and buried it to the side of her neck again.

After a while, An Zhi maintained her posture for a long time, until her arms were sore, she leaned towards Yan Xi in a daze, and fell asleep.

The next day, Yan Xi woke up stiffly and found that she was sleeping on the sofa alone, surrounded by an unpleasant odor of alcohol. Disgusted by herself, she struggled to get up and went back to the house to take a shower. When the warm water rushed down, he regained some consciousness, as if An Zhi was at home last night?

After taking a shower, she changed her clothes and went downstairs. Sure enough, the restaurant smelled of toast and porridge.

"Auntie, are you awake?" The girl who was busy in the kitchen was so fresh that she could relieve the headache of a hangover.

"Oh, you came back last night..." Yan Xi pressed his head to recall, pulled out the chair and sat down.

An Zhi asked: "Want to drink porridge? Pickles and fried dough sticks, or coffee, lemonade, and toast?"

"Give me coffee first." Yan Xitou was still groggy, An Zhi looked at her, poured her a glass of lemonade first, "Drink this first."

Yan Xi took a big sip obediently, his mouth felt a lot more comfortable, and nodded at her.

Anzhi quickly fried a poached egg, sliced ​​ham, and baked toast for her.

Yan Xi sighed happily, started to eat, and then remembered: "What time is it?"

"It's almost nine o'clock, but I've already called your colleague to tell you that you'll be late, and your car is also at the TV station. I asked, um, I just went out and bought Baifuning, but you need to be very careful. Eat when you are not feeling well.”

Everything was considered for her.

Yan Xi put down her fork and looked at the girl who was still busy, as if she hadn't seen her for more than two months. An Zhi has matured a lot. Although she was also very caring before, this morning has a different feeling.

"I wasn't alcoholic yesterday, right?" Yan Xi couldn't remember the last time he was drunk, so he felt a headache and couldn't connect to the line intermittently.

An Zhi paused, and looked at her with a pair of almond eyes: "Nothing."

Yan Xi just wanted to say that it was okay, but An Zhi continued: "It's just that you can't go back to your room, you must sleep on the sofa, and you don't want to take a shower, so you stinks and slept on the sofa."

Yan Xi: "…"

She coughed: "Am I like this?"

"Well, you didn't see your sleazy look, but luckily I didn't take it." An Zhi's inexhaustible tone made Yan Xi's face turn red all of a sudden. She wasn't used to a child much younger than her showing this side. Head down.

Disgraceful, no image at all.

She finished eating quickly, pretending not to care, and quickly went back to her room to change her clothes and make up, put on her sunglasses and go out: "I'm going to work."

An Zhi smiled at her and said, "Oh."

Yan Xi took a few steps, took out his mobile phone and prepared to take a taxi.

"Yan Xiaowu!" Yan Xi was stunned and turned around.

The girl at the door smiled and rolled her eyes: "Don't get drunk tonight." That smile, although very playful and cute, but...

Yan Xi froze his face, and went out without saying a word.

Neither big nor small, neither big nor small.

Yan Xi pressed his forehead, took out the pillow tucked around his waist and placed it on the table, put his face on the pillow, and wanted to rest after a while.

She closed her eyes, the soft touch reminded her of something from last night. Holding on to the girl, holding her down, pinching her under her body, pinching her face... and...

Also, Yan Xi sat up all of a sudden, covered her mouth, and almost didn't exclaim. She opened her palm, and her long and slender fingers trembled slightly.

Thinking back carefully now, there seems to be some kind of soft touch in the palm of your hand, and there is a shy muttering from the girl in her ear.

Yan Xi didn't dare to think about it, she leaned back, covered her face and sighed.

What, why is it so rude again...