Long Street

Chapter 23 Jealous hands on her waistline

On the first day of the New Year, the circle of friends is all fireworks, couplets, and coins in dumplings. If you flip forward, you can still see the New Year’s Eve dinner displayed by others.

On such a festive day, Xiang Yu almost accompanies Jin Fubai to sleep.

This “love” came a little bit unexpectedly, but it was not completely unrecognizable.

Cong Jin Fubai appeared in the Xiangyu’s home community, and Cong Xiangyu poked his head out of the balcony window at nightfall on New Year’s Eve. It’s hard to say who was pushing the dark.

With a ring on Xiang Yu’s hand, Jin Fubai was lying on the bed with her waist around her waist.

The heavy curtains block all light, and the people around them breathe well.

At first she thought she was calm enough about this relationship, and at first she was not happy or sad, but she was not.

She was lying in Jin Fubai’s arms, with restless affection and warmth in her heart.

The two of them were not interested in the replay of the Spring Festival Gala, and when they woke up, they picked a movie and watched it in bed.

I don’t know where Jin Fubai’s movie CDs are, but they are all uncut versions.

Seeing the long kiss, Jin Fubai would also hug her and kiss her deeply, but they didn’t do anything other than the kiss. At most, they hugged each other to sleep and spent the first time together in a drowsy manner. day.

The second day of junior high school. Jin Fubai got up very early, and when he opened his eyes to Yu, he was already wearing his coat.

She asked him sleepily: “Are you going out?”

Jin Fubai leaned over to kiss her, and reached into the quilt to wipe oil by the way.

His fingertips were a little bit cold, and when he touched her sensitive parts, he shrank back towards Yu Yu in excitement, and asked him dissatisfiedly: “Where are you going!”

“Go downstairs to get cigarettes.”

No wonder she felt that Jin Fubai was different from normal times. It turned out that he hadn’t smoked since yesterday.

Xiang Yu sat up from the soft quilt. She was wearing a shirt from Jin Fubai.

He rarely wears light-colored shirts, and dark colors make up the majority. Now he wears a blue that is close to black. She has been lying in bed all night, the fabric is wrinkled, and he has opened two buttons.

She sat up like this, sliding her neckline to her shoulders.

It’s hard to say not elegant.

Jin Fubai was afraid of waking her up when he got up, so he didn’t open all the curtains, only opened a little gap.

Now a ray of sunlight came out of this gap, which happened to fall on her shoulder, her skin was delicate and dazzling white.

Xiang Yu turned a blind eye to him, stretched out his arms to pick up the cigarette case by the bed, and shook it: “Isn’t there still cigarettes here, three?”

The pack of cigarettes she said was lying on the bedside for several months. The cleaner didn’t dare to throw it away, but she had seen this pack of cigarettes more than once. The shredded tobacco had already dried out and it was impossible to smoke it.

But Jin Fubai looked down her shoulders and saw a small convex arc. For a moment, he was obsessed with the ghost. He really took off his coat following Xiangyu’s words and took the cigarette: “Then smoke this.”

There were no agarwood sticks either. He lit the cigarette like this, and just took a puff, he was choked with a cough.

Xiang Yu was also taken aback, and patted him on the back: “What’s the matter?”

What’s wrong.

Dried shredded tobacco, spicy throat.

Jin Fubai was too choked to speak, waved his hand, and continued to cough.

Xiang Yu doesn’t smoke. If he doesn’t understand this, he persuades others according to his own understanding: “I smoke when I get up in the morning, right?”

While persuading him to pat him on the back, complaining on his face, he took out a bottle of mineral water, “Would you like to drink water?”

Jin Fubai took the mineral water and took a look, and simply threw the water bottle aside. The glass bottle fell into the bed and made a little muffled noise. The next moment he pulled Yu’s wrist and pressed the person into the bed and kissed him deeply.

After the kiss, I said that it has nothing to do with getting up early and smoking. The tobacco is dry and too choking.

“You all know what else to choke on?”

Jin Fubai picked up the shirt with his fingertips and sucked it on her collarbone: “Speak to me in this way, think about it for yourself, why can’t I agree to it?”

“color.”

Just spit out a word to the taro and began to laugh.

She laughed so much that she choked and coughed.

Jin Fubai could only help her up, hug her in her arms, and pat her back smoothly.

That morning the smog cleared and the sun was shining. They were clearly in the most ambiguous scene, but they patted the coughing opponent on the back like an old couple.

In fact, this relationship cannot be said to be more “love” or more “unwilling” and “excuses”.

This is something you can’t think about. When you think about it carefully, Xiang Yu still feels that Jin Fubai’s confession is just an excuse to start with her again. He didn’t love her so much, but he was unwilling to break up.

But she still, likes and enjoys the warmth of the moment.

Tang Yuchi called and said that he would give Xiang Yu a birthday gift, and urged her to come and get it quickly, or let the children of his aunt’s see it, and it is estimated that all of them will be taken away.

Xiang Yu was changing clothes at the time, and the phone was turned on and the speaker was placed on the bed.

With her arms behind her back, she buttoned her underwear: “Then give it to the child.”

“Could you cherish the gift I bought for you? I specially asked someone to bring it back from abroad. The guy who brought the goods is reliable and lucky. He won thousands of cards in the New Year’s card game. I promise you will not be connected this time. It comes out the same.”

Xiang Yu thought of the Sonnyangel with hippopotamus heads he had driven out before. He thought it was funny, and the corners of his lips also wore a smile: “Then I will find you in the afternoon.”

While the two were talking on the phone, Jin Fubai came out of the bathroom and leaned against the wall and listened to a few words.

Unable to say whether it was intentional or unintentional, he suddenly said, “I will send you off,” before hanging up the phone.

Hanging up the phone, he picked up the sweater to look at Yu Yu, and mumbled to himself: “I have worn it for two days and it doesn’t fragrant anymore. I don’t want to wear it.”

Jin Fubai leaned over from behind, pressing her warm chest against her back: “Where is it not fragrant? I smell it.”

He was just ambiguous, and they had never had a substantive intercourse.

In fact, at this point, Xiang Yu was moved.

A few months ago, she lay on this bed and said, ‘I may not have experience, you have to give me some’.

This sentence may really be remembered by Jin Fubai. He hasn’t done it with her for a long time, but gave Xiang Yu a sense of security.

It made her feel that this relationship was a bit genuine.

Later, Jin Fubai brought out a set of clothes from downstairs, even the down jackets were new, saying that they had been prepared for her early.

After lunch, Jin Fubai drove to Yu to find Tang Yuchi.

Grandma Tang Yuchi’s house is in the old city of Imperial City. The streets are narrow and many people stop by during the New Year. The cars are parked on the side of the road and there is a traffic jam.

Jin Fubai was not impatient, but when he mentioned Tang Yuchi, Xiang Yu could always perceive that he was not so happy.

So she called Tang Yuchi: “The road is too blocked and I can’t get in. Would you like to send things out?”

Tang Yuchi delivered the things and stood by the road to talk to Yu.

He should have taken a nap, his hair was messy, and he came out with a big loose down jacket.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, this young master actually pinched a huge strawberry in his hand. When he saw Xiang Yu, he put the strawberry into her mouth: “Your godmother asked me to bring you a pocket. I really don’t bother to pretend it and bring it to you. One you can taste.”

In the past few years, a new strawberry variety has been popular in Emperor City, the cream strawberry, which melts in the mouth and has a sweet and milky fragrance.

Puffing his cheeks towards Yu, kicked Tang Yuchi: “Just you are lazy!”

“I can’t let this stuff go, you don’t have time to eat it if I bring it to you.”

Tang Yuchi raised his chin in the direction of Jin Fubai’s car, “Follow him, can I still eat strawberries?”

After speaking, the young master lowered his voice and leaned in to whisper to her: “It’s not convenient today. Tell me another day, why did you go with him again.”

They grew up together, and they interacted with each other from a familiarity.

This kind of familiarity fell into Jin Fu’s white eyes, which was very unsightly.

He lit a cigarette while sitting in the car, watching his girl being fed a strawberry, and playing with other men in the street with a strawberry in it.

They also got together and whispered.

Tang Yuchi is very milky and looks like a juvenile with the childishness of the campus.

One thing is very important, the man and Xiang Yu are standing together, they are of the same kind of youth. It is also full of vigor when smiling.

Jin Fu Bai squinted his eyes and withdrew his gaze.

It suddenly occurred to me that I was 29 years old after the Chinese New Year.

It didn’t take long before he came back with a bunch of small boxes to the taro and said it was a blind box.

Jin Fubai drove the car in silence, and Yu Guang saw her unpacking the carton, and sighed quietly at the little doll with long fingers: “Why is this again…”

The car stopped at a big crossroad, and the red light was 95 seconds long. Jin Fubai took a paper box from her lap: “Is this a key chain?”

“It’s not a key chain, or an ordinary doll. I don’t know what it will be before opening it.”

Xiang Yu wrinkled his face and pointed at Jin Fubai with the little doll in his hand, “I already have several hippos.”

Jin Fubai took a look, and didn’t understand the charm of this thing.

I just opened a box, but I heard Xiang Yu yelling in surprise: “You are so lucky? I haven’t opened this one for two years.”

After the red light passed, Jin Fubai threw the bare bottom doll into her arms and started the car.

He felt bored in his heart. He always felt that there was a “separation” between himself and Xiang Yu. The communication between him and Xiang Yu was not as unimpeded as that between Tang and Xiang Yu.

After Xiang Yu opened all the blind boxes, he took a few photos of Tang Yuchi and sent them to him. Tang Yuchi was quite surprised and returned to her:

[Just your bad luck, you can actually take out the deer. 】

Xiang Yu returned to him:

[That was demolished by Jin Fubai. 】

Tang Yuchi replied a rather long ellipsis, indicating his speechlessness:

[What kind of dog food to sprinkle for the New Year! ! ! 】

Xiang Yu stared at the information for a moment.

Does this count as spreading dog food?

Think about it carefully, when she typed the three words “Jin Fubai” just now, she did feel a little proud of it.

Coming out of the old town, Jin Fubai suddenly wanted to take her to go shopping. The styles of the things he bought were all very…

How to say it, like the style she would buy.

Even to choose a watch, Jin Fubai did not go to Patek Philippe and Vacheron Constantin, but went to Audemars Piguet, choosing a model with a hollow balance wheel on the dial, which is fashionable.

At first, Xiang Yu thought he was going to give someone away, but Jin Fubai put the watch on his wrist.

“Do you like this style?”

Xiang Yu just asked casually, curiously, but Jin Fubai took a deep look at her, “Do you think I’m old?”

She is not stupid either, after thinking about it, she found out: “You are not jealous with Tang Yuchi, are you?”

Jin Fubai said no.

Take the elevator from the mall and go to the underground garage to pick up the car. Xiang Yu deliberately pulled his wrist: “Jin Fubai, haven’t I told you that I like mature men like you.”

Jin Fubai didn’t respond to this, but he warmed up a pot of wine during dinner with good interest.

I couldn’t drive after drinking, and when I returned, I took the car key from Yu and acted as the driver.

“Sit back?”

“Sit in the co-pilot.”

Knocking on the storage compartment in front of the passenger seat to Yu, put her pile of Sonnyangel in, unexpectedly saw a ticket for a large orchestra performance.

She took the ticket and looked back: “Do you like listening to the orchestra?”

“dislike.”

“It looks very tall.”

Xiang Yu studied the tickets and found that the date was today. She stared at the ticket distressedly, “Is it invalid if I don’t go?”

Jin Fubai said with great interest that he would take her there. When he arrived at the venue, he took her in with the ticket.

The staff member stared at a ticket and said, “Mr. Jin, this place is full, and there is no other place to sit in. Look…”

Jin Fubai was noncommittal and walked in with Xiang Yu’s hand.

It was close to the performance time when he entered, and the lights were dim. He found his seat with a good view, pulled Xiang Yu to sit on his lap, and whispered in her ear: “Why can’t you sit down? This is not good.”

The gaze of the people around Taro didn’t care too much, and they only asked gently: “Will I block you?”

“No, look at you, I’m here to sleep.”

The piano music flows slowly in the Thousand People Hall, and the music does not move to Yu Yu, but I feel that the person playing it seems to be telling a long story to the audience.

Hearing the back, he raised his hands to Taro and applauded. When he lowered his hands, something fell on the red carpet under the chair.

There was a flash of silver light, and the ring fell.

She bent over to pick it up, rubbing Jin Fubai’s thigh with her buttocks.

Jin Fubai opened his eyes in the piano music, and what caught his eye was the thin waist bent towards the taro and the round buttocks wrapped in a knitted skirt.

He brought some sleepy laziness, put his hand on her waistline, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Xiang Yu turned his head, showed him his empty hand, and said quietly: “Jin Fubai, the ring you gave me dropped.”

“Big buy, don’t forget it.”

“How about that.”

She continued to fumble for the ring on the carpet, but she felt Jin Fubai’s hands cover her hips.

Xiang Yu glared back at him, and the glared person smiled and leaned to her ear: “Did you feel anything?”