"I recognize this scarf!"
After Jian Xiaoxing drank too much, her expression became exaggerated, and she became very excited over the slightest discovery.
She tugged at the scarf and shook it, like a child nagging her parents to buy her favorite toy, grinning and coquettishly saying, "I have such good taste! This scarf cost me ten dollars! It's made of fine wool and feels so good."
Shen Ze's scarf was pulled by her, and his head was swinging like a puppet.
He felt depressed. Did Jian Xiaoxing recognize him?
Or do you only recognize this scarf?
But, he clearly confiscated this scarf and hid it secretly himself. Would Jian Xiaoxing mistake him for Su Bin who had the same scarf?
Shen Ze felt that his mind was a mess.
But Jian Xiaoxing threw herself into his arms with her eyes blurred.
So, Shen Ze carried her on his back and prepared to take her home.
Jian Xiaoxing lay on his broad shoulders, still holding his scarf, and found a comfortable position to fall asleep.
She was talking nonsense and didn't want to go back to her uncle's house, so he had to go to his own home.
The cold wind blew past with dead leaves, and Jian Xiaoxing shivered and hugged his neck tighter.
He didn't feel cold at all, he just felt warm all over. Jian Xiaoxing was like a bigger scarf, wrapping his body tightly.
In order to cherish this little bit of warmth, he walked very slowly, feeling her every breath with his heart.
When I reached the last street light at the door of my house, a few snowflakes were dancing in the dim light, looking particularly beautiful.
Perhaps because he felt something cold on his face, Jian Xiaoxing reached out to touch it, and his hands became wet.
She slid off Shen Ze's back in a daze, and he was so scared that he hurried to rescue her.
But she had already stretched out her arms under the light to welcome the first snow.
“It’s snowing!”
The snowflakes dodged her nimbly like elves.
She took off her gloves and caught them like fireflies. The scene was beautiful and a little funny.
Not only did she catch them herself, she also insisted on dragging Shen Ze along with her, “There are a lot of them up there, if you lift me up high, I can catch them.”
Just as Shen Ze was about to analyze with her that there were the same amount of things on top and below, her scarf was grabbed by both hands again, and his tall body bent down so that he was at the same height as her.
At this moment, Jian Xiaoxing just thought she was playing with the snow elf. Suddenly, a handsome face appeared in front of her. She subconsciously swallowed her saliva and muttered, "Is it really you?"
Shen Ze was about to say, "Woman, what are you talking about?"
The next second, Jian Xiaoxing uttered a few words "Never mind", and then pressed her lips against his.
So soft and warm!
She pulled the scarf with both hands to support herself, and her lips kept exploring, as if there was some sweet liquid there that was worth her sucking.
Shen Ze's body froze, and he felt like a volcano was surging inside him, but he couldn't move.
The streets were empty, with only the howling cold wind. Under the warm lights, the two people seemed to be roasted by a raging fire, ready to burn at any moment.
Chen Ze reacted, his eyes widened, and he tried to pull away. After reaching out and touching the soft body, he hugged her tightly with both hands, and his eyes gradually closed, trying to feel the taste of the kiss with his heart.
Snowflakes like catkins floated down, landing on their heads and turning their hair white.
It seemed like a century had passed, yet it also seemed like only a moment. Jian Xiaoxing suddenly stopped moving, his hands drooping weakly, and his head slammed heavily into Chen Ze's chest.
He hurried to fish it out, only to find that she had fallen asleep again.
Shen Ze laughed, immediately picked her up and walked towards home.
He brought Jian Xiaoxing home, and when Chen Xiulian saw her, her face was as bright as a flower.
Her silly son finally came to his senses, and she was about to have a grandson to hold in her arms. But who knew that Shen Ze just put her on the bed and rode his bike to the factory.
He was lying on his bed in the dormitory. When he thought of what had just happened, his whole body became hot and he couldn't sleep at all.
He had no choice but to go to the bathroom to take a cold shower. The employees who saw him taking a shower kept praising him for his good health.
The next day, Jian Xiaoxing woke up at Shen's house. Her mind was blank about what happened last night, and she hurriedly asked Shen's mother how she came back.
Mother Shen just shook her head and sighed: "My silly son, after sending you back, he hurried back to the factory. With a blockhead like him, when will he be able to have a wife and children and a warm bed?"
Jian Xiaoxing bit her lip and said nothing. It seemed that Shen Ze didn't do anything to her, so she was relieved. However, seeing that she was drunk, he did nothing, so he probably really had no interest in her!
Jian Xiaoxing went to work as usual. He met Shen Ze in the corridor and greeted him.
"Good morning, Chen Chang, thank you for taking me home last night!"
The tone and expression were polite and distant, as usual.
Chen Ze's ears turned red and his face became extremely unnatural. Without responding to her, he took two quick steps into the office and quickly closed the door.
He was afraid that if he was even a second late, his heart would jump out of his throat.
It took him a long time to catch his breath, but another thought came to his mind.
Last night, they were so close that he almost exploded, but she greeted him as if nothing had happened!
Does she not care, or does she not remember?
Obviously, she said she remembered that scarf.
However, these little suspicions could not defeat the sweetness in his heart. He was a little absent-minded the whole day. He opened the door several times and secretly looked across through the crack.
He saw her profile lost in thought as she worked diligently on the report, and when he saw her rubbing her finger against her lips, he wished he could be that finger.
After closing the door, he felt ashamed of his own behavior and thought that he was also a lecher.
But, it was clearly her who took the initiative!
After get off work, Jian Yang asked him to have a drink.
He just wanted to find someone to talk to and relieve his inner depression.
Who knew that after Jian Yang got drunk, he started bragging in front of him.
"Do you know what it feels like to have someone you love? He Xiang asked for leave to go home today. I haven't seen her for a day and I feel something is wrong. If she wasn't here, I wouldn't bother to go out for a drink with you. Isn't it nice to hug your wife?"
After hearing this, Shen Ze felt unwell and his face looked bad.
Jian Yang saw this and thought he was just depressed because he couldn't understand it. He patted his shoulder and said, "You're such a blockhead. Why should I tell you this? You won't understand even if I tell you. It's like you can never get enough of kissing and you want to rub the other person into your body."
Shen Ze's eyes lit up and he looked at him. He didn't expect that someone who was usually carefree could describe that feeling so accurately.
"Why are you glaring at me? I can tell from your expression that you don't understand. You're right, who can you kiss when you're so cold?" Jian Yang continued to tease him.
Shen Ze drank the entire glass of wine in one gulp and said calmly, “I understand!”
Jian Yang digested it for a few seconds, realized who he was talking about, and then laughed out loud:
"Just brag, you're such a cold person, who would follow you? With your personality, you wouldn't force a kiss on someone!"
As he laughed, he became a little worried and asked tentatively, "You won't forcefully kiss Xiaoxing, will you?"
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