After Being Bent by Reader

When Murong Mingshu called, Murong Shi and the others were still on the highway. She slowed down and heard the other side say: "You said to send a friend. Why did you send it so long?"

If it hadn't been for the 20-odd minutes they were tired and crooked on the road, they would have reached the city long ago.

Murong Shi cleared his throat and said, "It's coming soon, what's the matter with you?"

"Auntie Lian has stewed some mung bean soup, do you want to drink it with ice or hot?"

"Ice it."

"Well, I'll put the refrigerator for you, you remember to come back to eat."

Murong Shi wanted to say that she would not go back for lunch today. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the person beside her with a forbearing expression on her chest. She thought for a while and said, "Mom, let Auntie Lian do more. I will bring a friend today. go back."

Xu Chuanchuan, who was in a state of motion sickness, was shocked when she heard the words. Seeing Murong Shi put away her phone, she hurriedly asked: "Is the friend you mentioned is me?"

Murong Shi raised her eyebrows and said, "Who else is there but you?"

Xu Chuanchuan was very surprised: "Is it not convenient for me to go to your house so hastily?"

"Aunt Lian likes you so much, and my mother is so talkative. My dad is not at home. What's the inconvenience?" Murong Shi paused, "Didn't you say that you bought a massage device for Aunt Lian? You can give it to her personally. Up."

Xu Chuanchuan hesitated: "But I only bought one, and I will give it to Aunt Lian and not your mother. How embarrassed it is."

Murong Shi took a moment to look at her, and said unhurriedly, "Aunt Lian gave you the food. You thanked her for giving her a gift. My mother never gave you anything. Why did you prepare a gift for her?"

"Uh…"

The corners of Murong Shi's lips raised slightly, and she teased: "You only need to give gifts when you see your parents. Have you already considered it?"

Xu Chuanchuan's mouth moved, without knowing how to answer, he tightened his lips and lowered his head.

From a friend's standpoint, Xu Chuanchuan had no reason to refuse Murong Shi's invitation. And considering that she had eaten the rice cooked by Aunt Lian and the lychees and watermelon given by Aunt Lian, after so long, she should always come to thank you.

As for the massage instrument, Xu Chuanchuan decided to take it easy, after all, he only bought one, and couldn't get it out in front of the two elders.

Murong Shi did not have any objections, and said: "If you don't take it, don't take it, and you don't have to go around a lot. Are you still dizzy?"

Xu Chuanchuan nodded.

"Why don't you drive?"

The two changed positions.

There was no traffic on the highway, and Xu Chuanchuan felt uneasy at the thought of waiting to be a guest at Murong Poetry. In order not to distract herself, she deliberately stirred up conversation to chat with Murong Shi. Even Fang Qin was included in the chat when she talked about food and work.

"It seems that I haven't seen Fang Qin come to you recently."

It's rare to relax. Murong Shi sits a little lazy, resting her cheek with one hand, and her long hair covers half of her face. She slowly said: "It hasn't been long since she returned to China. Recently, she should have been busy looking for work. It has been so long. You still remember her."

Xu Chuanchuan stared ahead and said straightforwardly: "I saw her drinking while sighing at the bar that day, guessing that she must be in a bad mood. And she was sitting next to me. It's hard for me to remember."

The most important thing was that Fang Qin told her the amazing secret about Murong Shi's lip kiss, which Xu Chuanchuan remembered still fresh.

The soft end of her hair twitched at her fingertips, and Murong Shi's eyes gathered little by little, and said lightly: "That bar is the place where she and her ex-girlfriend met for the first time. It is strange that she is in a good mood."

Xu Chuanchuan stepped on the brakes and looked at her quickly: "Ex-girlfriend? Fang Qin, does she like women too?"

"Ok."

"that…"

"what?"

Xu Chuanchuan thought for a moment, and said: "I have a question, did you like women since you were a kid?"

No one had ever asked her a question like this before. Murong Shi thought about it and said, "To be precise, I didn't have any strong feelings about men and women before, and I had a little preference for women until..."

"Huh? Why didn't you say it?"

As soon as Xu Chuanchuan's voice fell, her wrist was grabbed. She was taken aback, and the steering wheel almost missed.

Murong Shi just held it vainly without force, staring at her side face, and said every word: "It wasn't until I accidentally kissed you after drinking too much that this kind of bias became stronger."

What is the experience of being confessed while driving?

Xu Chuanchuan's heartbeat suddenly picked up. The discomfort of the previous dizziness and nausea disappeared in an instant. She secretly swallowed and said, "I can't move my hands like you."

Murong Shi let go, but put her hand on her thigh.

Xu Chuanchuan took a breath, looked down quickly, and said, "What are you doing?"

"It's a hard drive. I'll beat it for you."

"Hey, hey, I'm still driving!"

Murong Shi "puchi" laughed out loud, and finally put her hand back this time, and asked her, "Are you still nervous?"

Xu Chuanchuan slowly realized that what she was asking was about coming to visit in the future. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she didn't feel very nervous about being so troubled by her.

The car passed through the city and slowly drove into an elegant residential area. Murong Shi motioned her to park in front.

When the fire was turned off, Xu Chuanchuan examined the unfamiliar surroundings while unfastening his seat belts, and asked, "What kind of community is this?"

Murong Shi almost blurted out, suddenly thinking of something, she casually said the name of the neighborhood next door: "Longteng Community."

Fortunately, Xu Chuanchuan was not suspicious. She then got out of the car and carefully followed Murong Shi.

Murong Shi took her hand.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid you are lost."

"...Your excuse sucks."

Murong Shi laughed beautifully, but what he said was a bit rascal: "Yes, I just want to take the opportunity to hold your hand."

Xu Chuanchuan don't start embarrassingly: "We haven't officially been together yet."

Murong Shi looked at her with a complete look, looked at her firmly, and said: "Anyway, I'm going to see the parents later. As for the formal things, it doesn't matter at all."

Xu Chuanchuan's eyes widened: "When did you become a parental meeting!"

Murong Shi smiled without saying a word, clenched her hand, and led her into the elevator.

After seeing Xu Chuanchuan, Aunt Lian was surprised and delighted: "Xiao Xu!"

Xu Chuanchuan smiled shyly: "Auntie Lian, long time no see."

Aunt Lian said with a smile: "When Xiao Shi said to bring a friend back, my mother and I were guessing whether to bring a boyfriend. I didn't expect it to be you."

boyfriend?

Xu Chuanchuan glanced at Murong Shi next to him. Murong Shi did not explain anything.

Aunt Lian can’t wait to say: “You don’t know, Xiao Shi has been coming back late every night recently. We asked her if she was working overtime, but she said she was going on a date. If it weren’t for having a boyfriend, how could there be such frequent dating every day? ."

Xu Chuanchuan thought, if Aunt Lian knew that Murong Shi’s date was herself, she wouldn’t be able to laugh now, right?

The hand was still held tightly by Murong Shi, and Xu Chuanchuan plucked the palm of her hand with his nails. Murong Shi knew it, and interrupted: "Auntie Lian, she feels a little vomiting, is the mung bean porridge ice ready?"

Aunt Lian noticed that Xu Chuanchuan's face was a little pale. She narrowed her smile and said, "It's okay, you should wash your hands first, and I'll get it for you now."

The mung bean porridge made by Aunt Lian was thick and soft, sweet but not greasy. After one bite, Xu Chuanchuan felt that the whole person was full of vitality.

Aunt Lian looked at him kindly and said, "Eat more, I have cooked a lot."

Xu Chuanchuan smiled at her slightly: "The watermelon and lychee you asked Murong to bring to me last time were delicious, but there are too many, so I am embarrassed."

"In fact, they were given by relatives in the family. They were fresh after they were picked. I want you to taste them too."

"Thank you Aunt Lian."

Aunt Lian scowled and said, "You girl is good at everything, but she's too polite to others."

Xu Chuanchuan smirked and said nothing.

"Is the guest here?" A soothing voice came in, accompanied by the sound of unhurried footsteps.

Xu Chuanchuan followed the prestige and saw a beautiful woman who was dressed in plain clothes but could not hide her aristocracy came out of the study. With her temperament and similar facial features, she knew that she was Murong Mingshu without guessing.

Xu Chuanchuan hurriedly put down the bowl and spoon in his hand and stood up and said, "Hello Auntie, my name is Xu Chuanchuan."

"Sit down. Sit down." Murong Mingshu smiled gently, and looked at her, "Chuan Chuan? Such a cute name, and it looks likeable. Don't be so cautious. It's rare for us to make friends with poems. I will remember in the future. Come and play often."

Although Murong Shi said on the road that Murong Mingshu is very talkative, Xu Chuanchuan did not expect to be so kind.

When Aunt Lian explained to Murong Mingshu that Xu Chuanchuan was the good person who had helped her before, Murong Mingshu’s eyes lit up and said, “I’ll stay here for dinner tonight. Aunt Lian and I will cook for you. Some delicious."

Xu Chuanchuan was flattered and wanted to say something polite, but Murong Shi held her hand under the table and said first: "Auntie Lian, she likes spicy food."

Aunt Lian replied: "Okay, I'll go out and buy it now."

"I'll go with you." Murong Mingshu said, "You eat slowly."

As soon as the two elders left, only the two of them were left in the huge room. Xu Chuanchuan looked at the right hand held by someone and reminded: "How can I eat like you."

Murong Shi looked at her in his spare time and said, "I'll feed you."

Xu Chuanchuan struggled unnecessarily: "No need, I'll do it myself."

Murong Shi turned a deaf ear, scooped a spoonful of mung bean porridge to her mouth, and deliberately touched her lips with a spoon: "I'm feeding someone else for the first time in my life."

For the first time, I have to give this face. Xu Chuanchuan opened his mouth, and suddenly reacted, "This seems to be your spoon."

After feeding her a bite, Murong Shi moved naturally and took a bite, in a nonchalant tone: "I have kissed, and I still care about what these do."

Xu Chuanchuan was speechless, and silently withdrew his hand, sullen his head to eat.

Murong Shi was full after eating half a bowl, Xu Chuanchuan was reluctant to waste it, and after eating that bowl enough, the heat was gone and he was satisfied.

While she was wiping her mouth, Murong Shi stared at her and asked, "Are you still dizzy now?"

Xu Chuanchuan shook his head.

"Is the chest tight?"

Xu Chuanchuan shook his head again.

Murong Shi suddenly got closer and asked in a low voice, "Then can I kiss you now?"

The tissue fluttered to the ground, and Xu Chuanchuan was dumbfounded: "Why are you still thinking about this!"

Murong Shi chuckled lightly and said, "I will never give up until my goal is reached."

"..."

Without waiting for her answer, Murong Shi held her face in one hand, raised her chin with the other, and pressed her lips with the fragrance and coolness of mung beans.

Xu Chuanchuan closed his eyes obediently. When Murong Shi's soft tongue was wrapped around her, she tried to respond.

Murong Shi was very surprised, a hand hooked her neck back to deepen the kiss.

At this moment, there was a slight movement at the door.

Both of them noticed, Xu Chuanchuan buzzed his head and pushed Murong Shi away abruptly.

At the same time, someone pushed in. Followed by Aunt Lian's broken thoughts: "To buy so many vegetables, I forgot to bring the small cart. What are you doing with the two?"

Just now in a panic, Xu Chuanchuan accidentally bumped into a bowl. Fortunately, a blanket was laid on the floor. The bowl and spoon fell intact, but the remaining soup spilled out. Murong Shi bent over to pick up a bowl and spoon. Xu Chuanchuan wiped the table in a panic, blushing like a tomato.

Murong Shi was calm and composed: "It's okay, the bowl has fallen out."

Aunt Lian didn't doubt he had him, and went out with her special trolley for grocery shopping.

The two people at the dining table looked at each other.

The carpet is not easy to handle, and Murong Shi can only wait for Aunt Lian to come back to clean up. She and Xu Chuanchuan each went to wash their respective bowls, wiped off the water on their hands, and said, "Would you like to go back to my room?"

"Also, come again?"

Murong Poetry was slightly confused: "What's coming?"

Xu Chuanchuan hurriedly lowered his head.

Murong Shi looked at her rapidly flushing face, and said with a smile: "Do you still want to come? All right, to be on the safe side, I have to go back to the room."

Xu Chuanchuan was too embarrassed, and stammered: "Forget it, forget it, I... I didn't mean that."

"What are you running? I want to show you my room."

Murong Shi's room was on the second floor, and Xu Chuanchuan followed her up. When he arrived at the door, Murong Shi suddenly stopped, turned and said, "You wait for me outside."

Is it so mysterious?

Murong Shi stepped into the room, opened the door for her a minute later, and said, "Okay, please come in."

Xu Chuanchuan said jokingly: "What were you hiding just now?"

Murong Shi pulled her in, closed the door, and said meaningfully: "Golden House is hidden Jiao."

Xu Chuanchuan was even hotter by her boasting, and said, "You are much more delicate than me."

Murong Shi was noncommittal, and looked calmly at the pillow that she had sorted out just now but did not leave a trace. A bedtime reading was originally hidden there, but she has now locked it in the cabinet.

Speaking of reading before going to bed, Murong Shi suddenly remembered the phone call the courier called her a month ago.

Someone sent her a courier and sent it directly to the community where Linda lived. When she heard the courier calling her "passenger poem", Murong Shi knew that it was sent to her by Xu Chuanchuan.

At that time, Murong Shi was rejected by Xu Chuanchuan. She just wanted to draw a line between the two. She was not interested in the express delivery. After finishing the call, she casually confessed to Linda, and then ignored it.

Now this express delivery does not know where it has fallen. Linda's father is seriously ill and must be anxious, and it is not convenient for Murong Shi to disturb her.

Xu Chuanchuan left Murong's house after dinner. Murong Shi personally escorted her out, and Fu Er whispered: "Actually, you don't have to go. My house has a guest room. You can go to the company with me tomorrow."

Why is Xu Chuanchuan embarrassed to spend two meals and spend the night at someone else's house? She tactfully rejected Murong Shi's kindness: "I don't have any clothes to change."

Only then did Murong Shi give up.

After Xu Chuanchuan left, Murong Shi put out the bedtime book, flipped through it, picked up the phone on a whim, and logged in to QQ.

As soon as she logged in successfully, she saw a message from Xu Chuanchuan, which was about physical books and express delivery.

Murong Shi moved her finger slightly and returned her words.

the other side.

Xu Chuanchuan returned to the dormitory and was caught by Xiao Yan and asked, "I haven't seen anyone all day. Where are you going with my cousin today?"

Afraid that Xiaoyan might think too much, Xu Chuanchuan didn't tell her clearly that she had been a guest at Murong Shi's house today, only to be ambiguous.

Xiao Yan thief smiled and said: "You and my cousin are developing so fast, you know every day that you are tired of being together, when will you come out together?"

Xu Chuanchuan whispered on his face: "We haven't officially been together yet."

"Isn't it? I haven't determined the relationship for so long? Don't you like my cousin?"

"I..." Xu Chuanchuan was stopped by the three questions asked by the Lianzhu Cannon.

Afterwards, Xu Chuanchuan reflected on himself. She and Murong Shi did develop faster. They were kissing and "seeing their parents". If they were replaced by other people, they should come out naturally in the next step.

But the problem is that she hasn't promised Murong Shi yet...

Through this time of getting along, Xu Chuanchuan found that he was more and more attracted to Murong Poetry. Although Murong Shi often made her blushing and embarrassed, Xu Chuanchuan had to admit that she liked to be close to Murong Shi, and the tingling feeling of kissing her.

She was confused before, but now she finally finds the feeling, why hesitate?

In fact, I already have the answer in my heart, but I don't want to admit that I have fallen so quickly.

After some thinking, Xu Chuanchuan made up her mind, and she found An Ji: "I want to be with her."

With the tacit understanding between the two people, Anji knew who she was talking about without asking: "I knew you couldn't stand it for long, bless you."

Xu Chuanchuan: "I thought you wanted to tell me something else..."

An Ji: "You clearly have her in your heart, what can I say [Tan Shou]"

Xu Chuanchuan: "[Shy] I love you (づ￣3￣)づ╭～"

Anji: "Do you love me or her? [Light a cigarette]"

Xu Chuanchuan: "o(╯□╰)o"

An Ji: "Code or code?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "It's so late, let's get another day."

An Ji: "I know you would say that. Since this Murong seduce you, your mind is no longer on the code word. Are you planning to seal the pen for dating?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Cough, no, wait for some time to stabilize before making plans."

Tomorrow, tomorrow she will go to Murong Shi to make it clear.

Anji: "Then please comfort the little sisters in the group who are waiting to be fed."

Xu Chuanchuan started a group chat, blinded by the complaints on the screen.

—It's been more than a month, when will the new article start?

—Did you go missing?

—Zhao You even do not watch groups on Weibo, are you deliberately ignoring our reminders?

-Great, if you are Calvin, you can tell us, wait till you are so anxious!

—Mostly not busy in dating, right?

…

There are hundreds of readers, there are always one or two who can guess the reason, Xu Chuanchuan dare not continue.

What to do if the group is restless? Red envelopes can be broken.

If one is not enough, two will come to ensure that the anger will be calmed down instantly.

He promised to open a new article within two weeks, but it was postponed to save the manuscript and he didn't write much. Xu Chuanchuan knew that he was wrong and sent a huge red envelope to reward the readers.

There is a craze for grabbing red envelopes in the group, and Xu Chuanchuan is about to leave his phone to take a bath when new news comes in.

Passerby Poem: "I received the book, I like it very much, thank you."

This local tyrant suddenly appeared, and Xu Chuanchuan watched for a long time before he was sure that he was not dazzled: "Hey, it's been a long time."

Passerby Poem: "Do you miss me?"

Xu Chuanchuan:...

It seems too ambiguous to think about it, and it seems too cold to say that you don't want it.

Xu Chuanchuan: "I'm thinking you haven't appeared for so long, you must be busy with reality again."

Passerby poem: "Well, work is busy."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Thanks for your hard work, it's hot recently, so be careful to prevent heatstroke~"

Passerby poem: "Thank you. You seem to be deliberately avoiding the question. I asked if you miss me, why didn't you dare to answer directly?"

I really don't care about it...

Xu Chuanchuan: "I think this is the case. I and you are just the relationship between the reader and the author. You threw so many thunders on me. If I think about it, there is a kind of suspicion of deliberately holding my thigh. You haven't shown up for so long, I I thought you were bidding farewell to web posts...there are so many readers, how tiring I would be if every one of me thinks about it."

Passerby Poem: "You are not cute at all [puckering nose]"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Can't you tell the truth? [Grief]"

Passerby poem: "Little things with no conscience, I have been dreaming of you lately."

Xu Chuanchuan: "You dreamed of me??? [shocked] Did you dream of me sending you many, many books? [shirking]"

Passerby poem: "No, I dreamed that you said you liked me, and when you finished, you would kiss me forcibly."

Xu Chuanchuan: "!!!"

Passerby Poem: "For several nights, it's a hell, the key is that your kissing skills are super bad."

Xu Chuanchuan: "...!!!"