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Yan Zhao stepped into Shen Shiyin's home.

The house is not large and the structure is simple. He can have a panoramic view of everything from standing at the door. Downstairs just now, he looked at the environment through the night, only to find that the community was old. When he walked in, the interior was unexpectedly well decorated and the environment was very clean.

It's no wonder Shen Shiyin is willing to live.

Shen Xiyin threw the bag on the porch cabinet, stepped on the slippers and walked into the house. Before he took the step, the ceiling light flickered again untimely.

She was stunned, glanced back at Yan Zhao, and explained: “... there is something wrong with the light bulb, and there has been no time to change it. ”

There was an off-white double sofa in the living room. Yan Zhao walked over and sat down. He looked sideways at the bear pillow next to him, the thin blanket he put on hand, and the glasses on the coffee table, the hair rope, and the storage box with various small objects.

One by one, it was full of traces of her life.

Shen Shiyin came out of the bedroom carrying a bag of clothes, raised his eyes to see Yan Zhao sitting on the sofa, and asked, “Do you want to drink water?" ”

When guests come to the house, they should still be well entertained.

He said casually: "It's okay. ”

“But the boiling water should be burned now. "Shen Shiyin is afraid of trouble, “Let me get you a bottle of coke." ”

As soon as she turned around, the direction of the kitchen was not clearly recognized, and the light bulb above her head suddenly began to flash again, pinning her footsteps in place.

This time it didn't calm down easily, the room was obviously extinguished for several seconds.——

“Huh! ”

There is a very subtle sound of the filament breaking.

The lights were completely out, and the living room fell into darkness.

Bad luck.

So unlucky.

Shen Shiyin was dizzy and distressed. She had a procrastination in repairing the lights. She always felt that it was only an occasional flash, and it would be fine if it could be used. She didn't expect that the bulb wire would finally break over time. It's still tonight. It's such an inappropriate time.

She took a deep breath and asked, "Yan Zhao, are you okay?" ”

His smile came from the darkness: “What can I do? ”

“Ok. "Because of alcohol, she was a little unsteady, but she still barely supported herself, "Don't move, I'll find my cell phone and turn on a flashlight...”

The living room was dark, only a little moonlight leaked in from the window, dimly illuminating a small piece.

Shen Shiyin couldn't remember where she put her bag. She fumbled slowly for a long time, but found nothing. It wasn't until her knees touched the sofa that she remembered that Yan Zhao could also help.

“Yan Zhao, did you bring your cell phone?" ”

“Brought it. ”

“Can you help turn on the flashlight? Thanks--”

“No way. ”

Shen Shiyin suspected that something was wrong with his ears: “What are you talking about? ”

          

“I said, no, yes, yes. "Yan Zhao repeated slowly, “But if you want, you can get it yourself." ”

The eldest young master was sitting on the sofa, so neat and leisurely, he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Shen Shiyin felt that this person was really troublesome, and sighed, “Where is it?" ”

“Suit pocket. ”

She sat down on the other side of the double sofa, carefully touching the corners of his clothes, trying her best to avoid physical contact with him.

“...left or right? ”

“On the left. ”

She was confused for a while: "Which side is on the left? ”

Yan Zhao smiled: “Drunk like this? ”

She pursed her lips and refused to admit it. She was half kneeling on the sofa, leaning around his body, fumbling with her fingers in her suit jacket, looking for the entrance to her pocket.

Yan Zhao's voice sounded overhead: "Wrong, this is on the right. ”

“On the right? "Shen Shiyin became serious with him in confusion, “It's obviously on the left." ”

“Your left is my right. ”

She looked at her hand as if she didn't believe in evil, and then grabbed Yan Zhao's hand, as if she was really distinguishing between left and right.

Yan Zhao held her hand in her hand, lowered her eyes and called her: "Shen Shiyin. ”

“Hmm? ”

She raised her head and almost touched his chin, only then did she realize how ambiguous the two of them were now.

It was pitch black all around, and his vision was limited, so his other senses were particularly sensitive. Shen Shiyin seemed to hear a very strong heartbeat, and he didn't know if it was his own or his.

She looked at his outline through the moonlight, but she didn't know what she saw, so she let go of her hand.

Yan Zhao shook her back and pulled her back again: “Can you see clearly? Do you want to get closer? ”

“It's very close. "She fainted, "How can I get closer...”

Yan Zhao didn't speak, but clasped the back of her head, lowered her head and kissed.

The moment his lips met, Shen Shiyin was taken aback for a moment, struggling slowly and half-patted, without breaking away, frowning and gasping for breath.

Yan Zhao sucked her lips shallowly, forcing her to raise her head forcefully: “Remember how we kissed before?" ”

before.

These two words contain too much content, and almost instantly, they evoke those charming memories they share.

They have kissed too many times.

Kiss when you have sex, and kiss when you don't. I have kissed at school, but it is even more normal at home.

Even as long as the lips are close to each other, the body's memory will naturally complete the next action.

Yan Zhao was reminding her, reminding her of the past.

Shen Shiyin's cheeks were slightly hot, and the catalysis of alcohol made her lose the ability to think calmly. The sound of gasping and heartbeat in the dark were magnified countless times. The wonderful comfort of kissing paralyzed her nerves a little bit, aroused a numb current, and wandered in her body.

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