Chapter 056 Chapter 56
Lips lightly touched.
The warm and sweet scent is intertwined with the soft and moist touch.
Li Zhou subconsciously closed his eyes.
Just when I wanted to feel the throbbing from body to heart with all my heart, I felt the softness on my lips retreat at the touch of a finger.
The familiar fragrance flashed by and then disappeared.
Li Zhou opened his eyes in surprise.
Xia Meng smiled and curled her lips and said, "Well, you can."
She was answering his question "Can I kiss you?"
Li Zhou: “…” Just like that?
He expected...but more than that.
Xia Meng's kiss was so light that it seemed like a quick reward.
As she spoke, she wanted to stand up and walk away.
The hand holding Li Zhou's chin loosened.
The next second, Li Zhou grabbed her wrist.
Xia Meng was slightly surprised.
Before she could react, she felt him grab her leg with one hand and gently pull her towards him.
Caught off guard, Xia Meng was pulled by him and lay flat on the sofa.
At the same time, he leaned down, held her hand and pressed it on her shoulder, then gently pushed her down on the sofa.
In the blink of an eye, their position became him on top and her on the bottom.
Li Zhou placed his hands on both sides of her head.
He lowered his eyes and stared at her lips, his gaze dark and focused.
On the single sofa next to him, Ergou jumped up and squeaked as if his tail was stepped on.
He wanted to rush over to rescue his master.
As a result, it was quickly suppressed by the cat in less than a second.
The cat swung its tail and continued to hold the little ferret and lick it.
On the sofa, the two looked at each other.
At this angle, Li Zhou's face was facing away from the light, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Xia Meng: "You..."
She had just uttered a word when Li Zhou quickly lowered his head, blocking her from saying the next word.
His Lord God is too stingy.
Since I promised to reward him, how can this one time be enough?
The warm softness invades forcefully, conquering the city.
Then he entangled her gently, trying to pull her down with him.
Xia Meng felt a little uncomfortable at first.
Then he quickly attracted my attention completely.
She unconsciously raised her hands to hold his face.
Then he quickly grabbed it and pulled it behind his head.
He held the back of her head and kissed her closely and closely.
Xia Meng felt like she was almost suffocating from the kiss, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and pat his shoulder.
He let go of her lips reluctantly.
But he didn't want to leave her.
He kissed the corner of her lips, then kissed her cheeks all the way down, and a string of kisses fell on her neck and collarbone.
Extends all the way to the shoulders.
The neckline of her dress was ripped to its limit.
Only then did Li Zhou have to stop.
Xia Meng turned her head and looked at his profile.
Li Zhou also turned his head to look at her.
The tips of their noses touched.
Under the dim light in the living room, Xia Meng found that his eyes were as clear as if they had been washed with water.
Full of smiles.
Xia Meng couldn't help but laugh along.
Li Zhou couldn't help but want to laugh foolishly.
The more Xia Meng looked at her, the happier she became.
He raised his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, then on the tip of her nose.
Finally, his eyes swept over Xia Meng's lips, which were kissed until they were a little red.
He instinctively wanted to kiss her again.
But a second before he took action, for some reason, his mind suddenly flashed back to the many times they had spent together before.
Every time he hinted, she would unconsciously twist it to the ends of the earth.
Could it be that... they are like this this time, and she can still seriously think that they are... um... secondary counseling?
When they were kissing just now, he seemed to be able to vaguely feel a little bit of her spiritual power.
He thought so and asked the same question.
Xia Meng was speechless for a few seconds after hearing this. Even if she was a piece of wood, she should be able to tell the difference between ordinary guidance and emotional counseling, right?
She asked, "What do you hope for?"
Li Zhou opened his eyes slightly.
Could it be that what he wished for could come true?
"Of course I will..." He turned over and covered her again, staring at her rosy lips with his eyes, and lowered his head to touch them.
He rubbed her lips and said softly: "I hope you will like me too."
The tone sounds a bit humble.
It's like the lower one is begging for mercy from the higher one.
For a moment, Xia Meng thought she was having some illusion.
He is clearly such a high-ranking S-rank Sentinel, how could he have such emotions?
But when she carefully observed his expression, she found that he seemed to really be feeling this way.
A little sensitive, a little fragile, a little cautious.
Like a thirsty person seeing the sea for the first time.
Xia Meng suddenly had an idea and asked, "You haven't...ever been in love before, have you?"
Come to think of it, it was true. He couldn't fake the awkwardness when he kissed her just now.
Li Zhou froze.
He weakly glared at her teasing gaze, a blush slowly spreading across his cheeks.
Li Zhou simply gave up and bent down to kiss her again, a little unconvinced: "So what?"
After he finished speaking, he seemed to react to her words in the tone of his voice, as if he was a veteran and experienced person.
Xia Meng raised her eyebrows.
It turns out that this kid has no experience at all.
I couldn't even tell whether she had any experience or not.
When he kissed her just now, didn't he realize that... her kissing skills were even worse than his reckless ones?
So, while the two rookies looked at each other, Xia Meng pretended without hesitation.
Her eyes flashed, and then she said firmly, "Of course! A popular person like me! Of course I've experienced a hundred battles!"
She spoke with great force.
She said this with such confidence that Li Zhou believed it immediately.
He stared at her proud look with a smile and couldn't help laughing.
He raised his hand and rubbed her lower lip with his fingertips, and said softly, "Then... can you teach me again?"
Xia Meng: “…”
Fortunately, Xia Meng has always been a very brave and shameless person.
If you don’t have enough experience, you can make up for it with confidence.
She held his face in her hands with great courage.
"Sure! Come on then!!"
…
…
The next morning, Xia Meng was awakened by the sounds of "squeaking" and "meowing".
She squinted her eyes and opened them slightly.
As far as the eye can see, Ergou and Maomao are fighting on the single sofa.
The cat seemed to want to bite Ergou on the back of the neck.
Ergou kicked the cat with all his might, knocking it to the ground. Ergou took the opportunity to run away.
He ran and cursed.
It was already bright outside.
The morning light outside the window falls into the living room through the white curtains.
Xia Meng reacted a little slowly.
Wait a minute...why is she sleeping in the living room?
Hey, wait a minute... whose arm is this that she is resting her head on?
Wait a little longer... Whose warm body temperature is that behind her, and whose head is buried in the back of her neck?
She opened her eyes wide, and memories of last night slowly returned.
Oh yeah...
last night……
She and Li Zhou hugged each other and chewed it.
In order to hide her pretending skills, she could only pretend to laugh at him for his poor skills, and then he forced her to practice repeatedly.
Then, as he practiced more and more, Li Zhou slowly came to his senses.
Hesitantly asked her if she was lying.
She didn't feel very proficient at it.
Xia Meng naturally refused to admit this.
He immediately drew upon his twenty years of experience in reading widely and quickly suppressed Li Zhou.
The fight between the two looked like a fierce battle with swords flashing and sabers flying, but in reality it was just a fight between weaklings.
No one is doing any better.
Xia Meng recalled blankly at this time.
I feel like my memory is fragmented.
How did it end up?
Oh, it seemed like, in the end she was so sleepy that she closed her eyes and fell asleep in his arms.
Unexpectedly, they ended up sleeping on the sofa all night.
Birds chirped outside the window.
Xia Meng moved and tried to get up from the sofa. Just when she had half gotten up, the arm around her waist pulled her back and held her tightly in his arms.
Li Zhou rubbed his face against her ear and said sleepily, "Where are you going?"
His voice was thick with nasal intensity and sleep.
Xia Meng stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the phone on the coffee table: "...Let me check the time."
Li Zhou stretched out his arm, tapped the phone screen with his fingertips, and said vaguely, "It's only a little after six o'clock."
After saying that, he hugged her tightly again: "Sleep a little longer."
Xia Meng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
This person!
How come this person is so natural?
She had been innocently saying last night that she had never been in a relationship, but this morning she acted like she was used to it.
Shouldn't he be shy first?
Thinking of this, Xia Meng suddenly understood something.
She quickly turned over in his arms and turned to look at him.
Sure enough, I saw that he had his eyes slightly closed, with a faint blush on his cheeks.
The light was dim last night and she couldn't see clearly.
It was now bright outside, and nothing could be hidden.
Naturally, he couldn't hide his awkwardness or shyness at all.
As soon as she turned her head, he had no choice but to face her face to face.
He opened his eyes and responded to her gaze.
In the morning sunlight, his eyes were as bright as the blue of the shallow sea.
The eyelashes curled up quietly and fluttered like two butterflies.
He is a truly beautiful man.
Xia Meng couldn't help but want to kiss him again. Her lips were almost touching his, but she suddenly stopped.
She raised two fingers and placed them on his lips, then smiled and said, "Forget it, forget it. I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
Hearing this, Li Zhou's face retreated a little, and before she could react, he leaned over her fingers and kissed her.
Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it then retreated.
There was a smile of triumph in his eyes.
There was a sentence written clearly: I want to kiss you.
Xia Meng couldn't help but want to laugh even more.
How come this person...
It's so sweet that it can drown you.
Why didn’t I realize he was so capable before?
She reached out and pinched his face, saying, "I'm going to wash up. I didn't do anything serious last night. Luckily, today is Sunday."
Li Zhou's face was deformed by her pinching, but he still insisted: "What we did last night was the real work!"
As he said this, as if to punish her for not taking it seriously, he angrily buried his head in her shoulder, opened his mouth and took a bite, neither lightly nor heavily.
"Ah!" Xia Meng was not mentally prepared and cried out subconsciously.
Then I felt the force on my shoulders suddenly weaken.
Li Zhou looked down.
There was indeed a shallow tooth mark on her shoulder. There was no blood, but it was slightly red.
For a moment, Li Zhou felt a little guilty.
He immediately bent down and kissed the bite mark as if to make amends, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Xia Meng raised her hand and rubbed his head roughly.
This boy is too sweet so early in the morning.
She sat up from his arms.
I didn't expect that the two of them could sleep a whole night just squeezed on the sofa.
She turned her head in confusion and asked him, "I fell asleep last night, why didn't you carry me into the room to sleep?"
Li Zhou paused and said, "...I'll be embarrassed to get into your bed if I carry you into the room."
After all, it was their first day in love, and Li Zhou had his own reservations in this regard, feeling that some things had to be done step by step.
At least you can't go into each other's bed on the first day.
But Li Zhou has his own cleverness.
He thought that if he just left her on the sofa, wouldn't he be able to keep his dignity and sleep with her in his arms?
After listening to his mental journey, Xia Meng was amazed.
I just want to applaud him.
The thoughts of a boy who has just fallen in love for the first time can be compared to the twists and turns of a mountain road.
She silently gave him a thumbs-up.
Yes, you can.
She patted his arm: "I'll go wash up."
It’s strange to say, even though the air conditioner was on in the living room last night, she still broke out in a sweat.
At this time, my body feels a little sticky.
Li Zhou let her go obediently.
After watching her walk into the bathroom, he wiped his face with one hand and sat up.
From last night till now, it has been like a dream.
He still feels unreal.
Are you really going to be with her like this?
It went so smoothly that it seemed like a fragile dream.
He leaned his head back and sighed with happiness and regret.
He remembered what Xia Meng said last night.
A man with no emotional experience meets a woman who has experienced many battles.
What should he do so that she won't get tired of him?
At least... he can't be worse than her ex-boyfriends, right?
No, it has to be better than them.
It has to be so good that she has no way to compare.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
He opened his eyes and thought with determination: I must try harder.
Faintly hearing the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom, Li Zhou stood up and walked towards the balcony.
After taking a shortcut on the balcony, Li Zhou went back downstairs and washed up briefly.
When he came back, he brought a lot of bags, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen, ready to show off his skills.
…
Xia Meng took a quick shower and came out.
I went back into the bedroom and changed into my daily clothes.
When I came out, I smelled a faint fragrance coming from the kitchen.
It tasted like the wontons she used to eat every morning.
It goes without saying that it must be the new boyfriend who is actively showing off.
She was just about to remind people that the wontons must be freshly cooked, otherwise the wonton skins will get mushy if they are packed home.
Just as the words were about to come out of her mouth, she saw Li Zhou holding a colander and said to her: "Just right, the wontons are almost out of the pot. Just sit for a while, they will be ready soon."
Xia Meng chuckled.
Yes, even Lao Wang recognized Li Zhou’s craftsmanship, so how could he not know this common sense.
So she sat down at the dining table with peace of mind, holding her chin and waiting to be fed.
While waiting, she turned her head and found that a pot of flowers had appeared on the dining table.
This time it was a flower she couldn't name, a tender pink with a touch of bright yellow in the middle.
The symmetrical six-petaled flowers look like orchids.
A very small and fresh bouquet of flowers.
There is a refreshing feeling that makes people's heart beat.
Xia Meng took out her mobile phone and scanned it, and the software recognized it quickly.
A new variety of Zephyranthes.
Another name is called first love.
Xia Meng couldn't help but chuckle.
A delicate boy with a lot of little thoughts.
Soon, Li Zhou came over with the cooked wontons.
The wontons are plump, the soup is crystal clear and fragrant, and they are sprinkled with finely chopped green onions and crispy onions.
The restoration degree is 200%.
Xia Meng praised him generously: "Your cooking skills are quite good. When did you steal the skills from Grandma Wu? It looks even more delicate and delicious than what she makes."
Li Zhou was obviously very happy with her praise.
He held his chin up and looked at her expectantly: "Try it."
This was not the first time Xia Meng had tasted his cooking.
I scooped it up and took a bite, and it was indeed delicious.
She smiled and gave him a thumbs-up.
Only then did Li Zhou lower his head in satisfaction and eat his own bowl.
After having breakfast, Xia Meng felt relaxed all over.
This was the first time for her to have her favorite breakfast at home on Sunday without leaving the house.
My boyfriend came in handy right away.
Wash the dishes after eating.
She picked up the bowl as usual, and the next second her hands were empty.
Li Zhou still had no intention of letting her do anything, so he picked up the bowl and went to the kitchen to clean up.
Xia Meng followed him around out of boredom and found that there were a few unfamiliar little things in the kitchen without her noticing.
She glanced back at the living room.
She vaguely felt that her life was beginning to be invaded by him in all aspects.
However, she is not very opposed to it.
That's not a bad feeling.
It was like her minimalist daily life suddenly had some eye-catching embellishments.
It makes people feel different suddenly.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Li Zhou who was washing dishes seriously beside her.
I really can't believe he would be like this when it comes to love.
She blinked.
I wonder what she will be like when she falls in love.
"Li Zhou." She suddenly spoke.
Li Zhou tilted his head when he heard the voice: "What's wrong?"
Xia Meng raised her hand to hold his head, pulling him towards herself, while slightly tiptoeing.
She raised her head and kissed him on the lower lip, then said, "I'll wait for you in the living room to continue talking about what we did last night."
Li Zhou raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "Which one are you talking about?"
Xia Meng also raised an eyebrow, her expression teasing but also a bit serious: "What do you think?"
Li Zhou: “Okay.”
…
Xia Meng walked back to the living room.
When passing by the single sofa, he bent down and took Ergou out of Mao Mao's arms.
Ergou seemed to have felt very wronged all night, and he lay in her arms and started to cry.
Start complaining.
But Xia Meng still didn't understand.
Xia Meng sat cross-legged on the sofa, stroking Ergou's fur while recalling what Li Zhou had said to her last night and began to think about the logic.
--nightmare.
That's what the guides of the Black Tower called his spirit vision.
They said that they saw the most tragic and terrifying nightmare in Li Zhou's mental picture.
It's like hell.
That's strange.
The mental picture is a combination of consciousness and subconsciousness. It is the safe zone in the heart of the senators and the place that can give them the greatest sense of security.
Based on her understanding of Li Zhou, a place like purgatory could never be associated with his psychological safety zone.
His mind was much clearer and purer than most people she had ever met.
How could the mental picture that best reflects the mental state of such a person be like that?
There must be some blind spot that no one has discovered yet.
Xia Meng frowned and thought.
After Li Zhou finished cleaning up, he came over and sat next to her very naturally. He raised his hands and pulled her into his arms.
A man who has just fallen in love exudes sticky sweetness from head to toe.
I want to stick with her all the time.
Li Zhou directly held her in front of him, wrapped his arms around her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"
Xia Meng raised her hand and rubbed his soft hair, saying, "I'm thinking about your spiritual picture."
In fact, when they were kissing last night, she took the opportunity to release a little bit of mental power to test it.
It just wandered around outside his mental barrier.
Many materials in the Black Tower clearly state that mental barriers and mental images are theoretically of the same origin and have similar properties.
If Li Zhou's mental picture is really so dangerous and terrifying, then the outer mental barrier will more or less show similar properties.
But she didn't feel that way at all.
On the contrary, she felt that the impression his mental barrier gave her was very similar to him as a person.
Very clean and clear.
It's really strange.
She believed that Li Zhou would not lie to her.
But what she actually felt was almost completely different from what he said.
why is that?
"...Nightmare..." She couldn't help but murmur.
There was no other way, Xia Meng could only try to analyze it from the perspective of psychiatry.
Nightmares, in the field of mental illness, are considered a sleep disorder.
The main manifestation is the recurrence of extremely anxious and uneasy dreams during sleep, which leads to strong negative emotions such as anxiety, fear, anger, etc.
According to Freud's definition of dreams, Xia Meng has always felt that dreams and mental images are very similar in many aspects.
According to Freud's theory, he believed that dreams are a bridge from human consciousness to the subconscious.
Relatively speaking, the mental picture of the sentry is more like the intersection of consciousness and subconsciousness.
They can all reflect human psychology from certain levels.
So here comes the question.
Why did those guides who failed in Li Zhou's spiritual landscape call the intersection of his consciousness and subconsciousness a nightmare?
Is that Li Zhou’s nightmare, or those people’s nightmare?
Xia Meng tilted her head and looked at Li Zhou: "So, what exactly is in your mental picture?"
Li Zhou blinked and shook his head slowly: "I don't know."
Xia Meng was slightly surprised: "I don't know?"
Li Zhou shrugged: "I've never been in there, and I can't get in."
It's really strange.
Even his own master couldn't get in?
How could there be such a strange spiritual picture?
Li Zhou put his arms around her waist, rested his chin gently on her shoulder, and hummed softly.
"So, I have no way of refutation of what the guides said. I really don't know what it's like inside."
All his understanding of his own mental landscape came from the feedback from those people.
Xia Meng laughed.
"A sentinel who can't enter his own mental image, and a guide who doesn't even have a mental image. We are a perfect match, strangely enough, so identical."
Li Zhou's attention was first attracted by the first half of her sentence.
I was wondering why she had no mental image, but then I heard the word "perfect match" come out of her mouth.
He was immediately pleased by these two words.
The slight gloom that had been caused by the discussion of spiritual images was instantly dispelled by her words.
She said they were a perfect match...
Xia Meng pondered for a moment and said, "Your situation may not be resolved in a short time. Let me go back and look up some information in the Black Tower database, and then ask my master. Speaking of which, do you mind if I let my master know about your spiritual vision? If you ask me, he's the mobile encyclopedia. He might know a lot of information in the Black Tower database that I can't access with my level of authority."
Li Zhou nodded slightly.
"Whatever you think is appropriate."
He was willing to place the utmost trust in her.
Xia Meng was a little touched by his attitude.
The spiritual picture is equivalent to a whistle to the most private area of human beings. He is willing to trust her unconditionally and also trust her teacher, which is indeed not easy.
She raised her hand and touched his soft head, and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will do my best."
Li Zhou suddenly asked, "What about today? Where do you plan to start?"
Xia Meng thought about it.
Actually... when she offered to help him last night, she was thinking about whether she should try to help him vent.
Although he always said that he had a carving guide.
But the existence of this engraving guide remains in doubt.
All objective evidence proves that he has not been imprinted by any guide.
So theoretically speaking, it should be possible for her to help him with his counseling.
Li Zhou asked slowly, "Guidance?"
Xia Meng nodded and opened her palm towards him, palm facing up: "I won't go into your mental picture to do that kind of deep guidance. I will use my mental power to help you guide from the outside."
If you don't go in, there will be no danger.
Then, she can try to use her special perception to see if she can access more information.
Li Zhou slowly glanced at the palm of her hand and did not move.
Then he looked up at her, his eyes sparkling: "Then can I choose the second level of counseling?"
Xia Meng: “…”
She couldn't help but smile.
Li Zhou was not the first sentry to make such a request to her.
All the sentries before were pushed back by her without exception.
Among them, Pei Ziling suffered the most tragic fate, as he was almost stabbed through the neck by her pen.
But, okay.
Boyfriends are always treated differently from other people.
Xia Meng opened her arms happily.
With one hand hooking the back of his head and the other hand holding his face, she kissed him passionately.
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