Peach Branch Bubbles

This made Jiang Qihuai feel soft, and he wanted to laugh.

He held the hand where she was pinching his fingertips with his backhand, and kneaded it like a dough: "I wash the dishes, then what are you doing?"

"I will accompany you to wash," Tao Zhi said sternly, "I will give you loving encouragement by the side."

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

It's not enough for him to remain silent, Tao Zhi must get his convincing approval and affirmation: "Well, is this a good deal?"

Jiang Qihuai laughed.

"Indeed, I earned it."

Can trick her into the house.

No matter how you think it is because he has taken a huge advantage.

...

After the meal, Jiang Qihuai chatted with Tao Xiuping in the living room for a while. Tao Xiuping had a lot of research on this aspect. Two people didn’t understand what financing, ABCD southeast and northwest stocks, and what sectors, Tao Zhi didn’t understand one. .

She was sitting next to her, playing with her cell phone because she was bored, and the words of the two men in her ears skipped like a heavenly book.

After I finished my mobile game, I opened Weibo and started to attract a bunch of cat videos posted by cattery owners. Finally, I clicked on a few photographers who are usually well-connected and took a look at their recent photos.

Tao Zhi raised his eyes and glanced at Tao Xiuping in the gaps in Weibo.

Men like creatures, it seems that no matter their age, as long as they can talk to each other on a common topic, their impressions can naturally rise to a level.

But it is too boring.

She was leaning back on the sofa holding a pillow and playing with her mobile phone. Suddenly someone stretched out her hand and squeezed her hand gently under the pillow.

Tao Zhi paused, and Yu Guang glanced at Jiang Qihuai who was sitting next to him. He squeezed him quietly with his hands under the pillow, and then locked the phone with a "click", and got upstairs if nothing had happened.

She hopped up the stairs and was standing in front of the stairs on the second floor holding the handrails and looking down. Someone suddenly said, "What are you looking at?"

Tao Zhi shivered with fright and turned around instantly.

Ji Fan stood at the door of his bedroom with a Coke in his hand, looking like he had just come out.

"Look at when these two people talked," Tao Zhi curled his lips. "The topic of financial migrant workers is so boring."

"Lao Tao is happy," Ji Fan also leaned over, bending over with his arms on the armrests and looking down, "No one of us can talk to him about this. We are not interested and don't understand."

He paused, then turned his head: "You should be very happy too."

Tao Zhi nodded.

She certainly hoped that Old Tao would be willing to chat with Jiang Qihuai. Although Tao Xiuping has changed a lot in recent years, he still reluctantly accepts Jiang Qihuai.

If Jiang Qihuai could please him by himself, Tao Zhi would wake up from his dreams.

She shook her head and thought, and then heard Ji Fan sneer beside her.

Tao Zhi turned his head and glanced at the Coke in his hand: "Where did you get it? I didn't see it in the refrigerator."

Ji Fan pointed back, "My room."

Tao Zhi stood up straight without saying a word and pushed the door in.

Ji Fan: "Hey?"

When he followed in, he watched Tao Zhi squatting in front of his small refrigerator, picking up the piles of soda beer inside, and finally picked out the peach-flavored soda and opened it.

Tao Zhi opened the soda, closed the door of the small refrigerator, turned around and took a sip, looking at him wonderingly: "Why do you dislike Jiang Qihuai so much."

"Because I can't beat him." Ji Fan walked over to stand next to her and said flatly.

Tao Zhi: "..."

Tao Zhi looked at him with a paralyzed face, and raised his hand to make a gesture to hit him.

Ji Fan smiled and hid away, Tao Zhi rolled his eyes and dropped his hands.

Ji Fan narrowed his smile and stood up again.

He sat on the small refrigerator and drank a Coke. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "I didn't target him or dislike him, but I promised my mother that I will protect you."

Tao Zhi was stunned.

"I know you always think that your mother likes me more, just like I always think that boss Tao likes you more, but before leaving, the last thing my mother said to me was to let me protect you," said Ji Fan "Some feelings, I think parents can’t control it. It’s so difficult to be able to completely guarantee a bowl of water. I think, loving one more does not mean that you don’t love the other. On the contrary, she may feel that she owes you until she leaves."

Ji Fanjiang drank the last bit of Coke in his hand and turned his head: "So, I don't really dislike him too much. It may be that he subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that he was going to grab my job. "

Tao Zhi tilted his head and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing her smiling, Ji Fan wondered: "No, I rarely take it seriously, why are you still smiling."

Tao Zhi: "Because you are very funny when you are serious."

"..."

Ji Fan sighed.

The two of them didn't talk anymore. The iced peach soda filled the mouth, stimulating the taste buds and throat. Tao Zhi held the glass bottle and took a few sips when he heard Ji Fan suddenly call her: "Sister. "

He seldom called her that, the last time was when Ji Jin died.

Tao Zhi paused.

Ji Fan put the empty Coke can in his hand on the table. His ears were a little red, and he seemed uncomfortable, but he said very seriously: "Although my job has been robbed, someone can take my place to protect you. I'm still very happy."

Tao Zhi looked at those dark eyes similar to hers, and was silent for a while.

Twins are really amazing.

They can guess each other's thoughts without knowing it, and even very occasionally, when one of them is emotionally fluctuating, the other will be upset.

They are like souls that should belong to one, because God's tricks are divided into two.

She and Ji Fan actually looked alike when they were young. The photos of the two people were almost exactly the same when they were one or two years old. As they grew up little by little, they became more and more dissimilar.

Up to now, only the outlines of the eyebrows are somewhat similar.

The cold glass bottle of soda conveyed the coolness to the fingertips, Tao Zhi lowered his eyelashes and smiled.

"My sister is also very happy, watching our Afan grow up."

When Jiang Qihuai went upstairs to look for someone, Tao Zhi was not in the room.

She was boring sitting down. Jiang Qihuai thought she was going back to the room to play with her, but as soon as she opened the door, the bedroom was quiet, and the lights were not turned on.

He turned on the light, walked to the bathroom door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

no sound.

Jiang Qihuai walked to her desk and pulled out the chair to sit down, took out the phone and clicked on WeChat.

After typing, the message was not sent. He turned his chair and sent his elbow against the edge of the desk.

After waiting for a while, Tao Zhi did not return, not knowing where he went.

This person can even run away in his own home.

Jiang Qihuai put his mobile phone on the desk and picked up a book about photography on her desk to read.

There are very few books on the table in her room, almost all of them are neatly erected on the side of the table, probably because they don't often come back to live for a long time, and there is a thin layer of dust on the top of the book.

Jiang Qihuai glanced at the photo book in his hand, and his eyes swept over the spine of a row of books standing in front of him.

There was one less book squeezed there, those books were much looser, and two books were slanted awkwardly, revealing the thin book that had been squeezed in the innermost.

Jiang Qihuai stopped looking at it, his fingers paused, put down the book in his hand, and pulled out the one.

A collection of English essays with a yellowed cover, the edges of the pages have also worn out burrs, and the footer has a rolled up crease. I don't know how many times it has been opened.

He lowered his eyes and opened the already soft cover.

Then he saw the title page inside.

Jiang Qihuai squeezed the pages of the book and tightened it inch by inch, stiff like a frozen branch buried in a winter and snowy night.

Almost for an instant, the girl hung her head and held a pen, pursing her lips and writing her name on it stroke by stroke directly into her mind. He even clearly remembered that her black hair was covered when the sun fell on her that afternoon. The soft hairs that have been raised up, and the light particles fall off the long, drooping eyelashes.

It's just that the words above are completely different from what he remembers.

Several oval-shaped water stains on the title page left darker marks on the yellowed paper, and the pages of the book were slightly wrinkled.

And she wrote so persistently and stubbornly in these traces that what she had confessed did not belong, the pen and the pen were engraved on the bones, and the words were unforgettable.

When Tao Zhi returned to the room, Jiang Qihuai was sitting on the sofa. He closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, with the back of his hand resting on the brow bone, silently, as if he was asleep.

At dinner, Tao Xiuping pulled him to drink a small glass of white. Tao Zhi thought he was uncomfortable when he was drinking, so he gently walked over and leaned over to look at him.

As soon as she leaned over, Jiang Qihuai raised his wrist and opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little loose, he stared at her blankly for a few seconds, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Tao Zhi was stunned and sat next to him and touched his face. It was cold and not hot.

"Are you uncomfortable?" she asked, leaning over.

Jiang Qihuai recovered slowly.

He rolled his eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and his voice was low and dry: "Branch."

Tao Zhi responded.

He didn't move, but still called her: "Zhizhi."

He bit his words slowly and slowly.

"I'm here," Tao Zhi didn't understand what was wrong with him, thinking that he couldn't drink white wine, she patted him on the back, "You put on a dress first, let me tell my dad, let's go home. ."

Jiang Qihuai closed his eyes and stood up: "I will go down with you."

He got up and went out of the bedroom first. Tao Zhi followed him down and said hello to Tao Xiuping. At this time, he seemed to have a clear mind and tone, and he did not appear to be drunk at all.

When the two went out, Tao Zhi took out the car key and drove, turning his head suspiciously, "Are you really all right?"

Jiang Qihuai stared at the light source of the floor lamp at the door in a daze, and it took a few seconds before he said "um".

Tao Zhi: "..."

It doesn't look too smart.

Jiang Qihuai drank and couldn't drive. Tao Zhi originally planned to help him get a car and go directly to Didi to go home, and walk on his own. After thinking about it, he was still not at ease, so he drove to his house and sent him back. NS.

When he got home at around nine o'clock in the evening, Tao Zhi pulled Jiang Qihuai into the elevator. As soon as she entered the door, she stuck her waist in and directed him: "Take off your coat."

Jiang Qihuai took off his jacket and threw it aside.

Take a look, you start throwing away your clothes after a little drink.

Tao Zhi pointed towards the sofa in the living room: "Go and sit down. I'll make some honey and water for you."

Jiang Qihuai glanced at her: "I'm not drunk."

"I believe you." Tao Zhi said very perfunctorily.

While talking, she walked to the kitchen and opened the doors of their kitchen one by one: "Where do you put the honey?"

Jiang Qihuai sighed, walked over to open the refrigerator door, took out a small pot of honey and handed it to her.

Tao Zhi came over, the electric kettle was filled with water, and the seat was powered on.

She stood leaning on the Liulitai, frowned and watched him teach: "You said you can't drink white, why didn't you just say it? I saw you come by one glass of beer and sake before, and thought you could drink it quite well. ."

Jiang Qihuai didn't speak, he walked over with his lips hanging down, raising his arms to hug her.

With her head buried in her neck, her breathing rate was gentle, her voice repeated, "I'm not drunk."

His mood was obviously low, and he seemed to be unhappy.

But Tao Zhi couldn't think of why he was suddenly upset.

Being so surrounded by him, his black hair scratched her ears and itchy.

She tilted her head slightly and rubbed it uncomfortably a little bit. Just as she was about to speak, she froze.

Jiang Qihuai gently bit the soft flesh on the side of her neck, licking and kissing along the light blue arteries.

"Branch." He whispered in her ear.

Tao Zhiren trembled.

He outlined her ears inch by inch, to the corner of his lips, and bit her tongue.

Tao Zhi's whole body was weak. She raised her arm to hook his neck, Jiang Qihuai buckled her waist and gently lifted the person up and sat on the Zhongdao table.

The water in the kettle boiled, and a slight, harsh boiling sound rang throughout the kitchen. The surface of the water was gurgling with bubbles, and the heat rushed out one by one along the spout.

The hem of Tao Zhi's long skirt turned up indiscriminately, her slender legs hooking Jiang Qihuai's back waist, she held his tongue with a light bit, and withdrew back, her dark and beautiful eyes seemed to be painted with a hazy layer. fog.

She watched him lick his lips, her voice was soft and attractive: "Do you?"

Jiang Qihuai laughed.

"What do you do?" he asked in a low voice.

The heat in Tao Zhi's whole body was spreading, and the tips of her ears were as hot as they were about to burn. She couldn't say anything more exaggerated. She glared at him for a few seconds, either ashamed or annoyed, and then hung her head angrily. The apple sucked lightly.

Jiang Qihuai raised his head, her smile was swallowed all the way, and a deep gasp flowed out of her throat uncontrollably.

Tao Zhi was revengeful, and raised her head again. Before Jiang Qihuai had time to speak, she had already put her hand down.

Jiang Qihuai's abdominal muscles tightened in an instant.

He lowered his eyes, the little girl had snow-skinned red lips, and her deep black eyes squinted at him with a satisfied smile, with crimson colors in the corners of her eyes.

"Isn't this pretty good? Little Majesty." She pointedly pointedly.

Jiang Qihuai heard the sound of the last nerve breaking in his head.

He closed his eyes, and his voice was already rusty: "Zhizhi."

Tao Zhi snorted softly in response.

"I'm not prepared."

Tao Zhi was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes: "What?"

"coat."

"..."

It took Tao Zhi ten seconds to digest the matter.

An adult man who has a girlfriend and whose hardware equipment seems to be quite normal at the moment does not have such important physiological supplies at home.

At this moment, Tao Zhi wanted to ask him solemnly: Jiang Qihuai, are you really bad?

Tao Zhi looked at him blankly, and curiously said, "Don't you want to sleep with me?"

Jiang Qihuai was a little helpless: "No man would not want to."

"Then why..." Tao Zhi pondered his words with difficulty, "Not prepared?"

"I didn't plan now," Jiang Qihuai raised his hand, gently scratched the corner of her red-stained eye with his fingertips, moving slowly, "I'm afraid it will scare you away."

Recovered because of the loss, because of a guilty conscience, so every step of the way is carefully and cautiously.

I'm afraid she doesn't like it, I'm afraid she doesn't want it, and I'm afraid that after too many years of unfamiliarity, she has become no longer used to him.

Jiang Qihuai had originally planned to take it slowly, step by step, and slowly approach her again.

Tao Zhi understood.

The mind that had just been rushed into chaos by desire became a little sober, she nodded and said: "So, you have to ask for my consent before you plan to start preparing."

Jiang Qihuai said nothing.

When Tao Zhiquan acquiesced in him, she kept her eyes closed, and gently stroked his arm twice with her fingertips, and said slowly: "Then I agree."

After she said this, there was no sound in the house.

Jiang Qihuai looked at her in silence for a few seconds, then suddenly retreated, then turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving her alone on the island platform.

Tao Zhi: "..."

Tao Zhi:? ? ? ? ?

She watched him walk into the living room, picked up the jacket he had just thrown away, then took the phone out of her pocket and fiddled with it for a while with her head down.

After fiddling, he put his hand in his trouser pocket and folded it back again.

"What did you do?" Tao Zhi asked with a dazed expression.

Jiang Qihuai walked up to her, picked her upright like a child, and said as he walked out, "It will take 30 minutes to order a takeaway to deliver a coat."

"...No," Tao Zhi was still a little dumbfounded: "I actually think it's okay another day."

"Well," Jiang Qihuai replied and hugged her out of the kitchen, walked through the living room into the bedroom, "No change."

Tao Zhi shook his legs, put his hands on his shoulders and leaned back, staring at him blankly, "Then what are you doing for 30 minutes?"

After she finished speaking, she was thrown on the bed.

Tao Zhi sank into the soft duvet, and his whole body was enveloped by the clean breath of the quilt.

In the next second, the owner of this smell bullied herself up, and her hot fingertips picked up the zipper of her long skirt and drew it down inch by inch.

The slight coolness in the air caused a tremor.

Jiang Qihuai lowered her neck, put her head to the side and held her soft earlobe, and said in a low voice, "I will be waiting for you for 30 minutes."