sweet love i can

Entering the door is the porch.

For the first time, Zhao Yimian discovered that what was shown on TV was not completely fake——

She stood outside the door, looking at the scene in the entrance, countless pictures flashed before her eyes.

Laughing, kissing, hugging, gasping.

Two figures crossed in front of her eyes.

She turned her head and saw Shen Mingchu's expectant gaze, so she smiled, picked up the pair of slippers with a black kitten on the shoe cabinet and said to her, "This is my slippers, isn't it?"

Shen Mingchu laughed, she nodded lightly, and said "Yes".

The face is not obvious, but the eye sockets are a little red.

"What do you want for lunch?"

"Can I have something spicy?"

Shen Mingchu smiled and said nothing, Zhao Yimian hung her head, lowered her head with her mouth flattened, raised her eyes and looked at her aggrievedly, "You don't love me anymore, Sister Achu."

Shen Mingchu opened the refrigerator, and said to himself: "There is still a chicken in the refrigerator, why don't you cook chicken soup..."

Zhao Yimian quickly hugged her arm, "Wife, wife, wife, you are the best."

Shen Mingchu burst out laughing.

Zhao Yimian looked in the refrigerator, there was no frozen chicken, but Shen Mingchu casually took out a box of pork.

"How about some meatballs?"

Although he didn't have the chili pepper he was thinking about, Zhao Yimian also succumbed...

She sighed, and humiliated and said: "Okay, just meatballs."

After thawing the pork, Shen Mingchu chopped up the minced meat with a knife.

Her fingers are slender and slender, but they are not weak, but quite powerful. The kitchen knife trembled on the chopping board, and soon a whole piece of pork was turned into minced meat under her knife. Put it in the pot and start seasoning, eggs, salt, pepper...

Putting the minced meat aside to marinate, she washed her hands and started to process other ingredients.

Her movements were clean and neat. Zhao Yimian stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at her busy figure. She felt like she was watching a long shot taken by a skilled director. After one shot to the end, there was no trace of cutting, and the interlacing of light and shadow , Looking at it makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

This used to be her dream scene.

Now it really appeared in front of her.

It was like a dream.

Where is the fidget spinner that never stops?

"what happened?"

Shen Mingchu, who was putting the washed pot on the stove, was suddenly hugged from behind.

She froze for a moment, pulled a kitchen towel and wiped her hands, "Mianmian?"

Zhao Yimian pressed her face against her back.

"That's great..." she said, "I thought I'd never be able to wait for you."

Unexpectedly, her dream came true when she was 25 years old.

Thinking about it this way, the ten years of waiting before this, even if she didn't remember it, still felt meaningful.

"I'm sorry Mianmian, it's my fault, I shouldn't have kept you waiting for me for so long." Shen Mingchu felt a little pain in his heart.

She thought of the past, how she pretended to be stupid in front of Zhao Yimian at those times, and remembered the disappointed look on the girl's face every time she tried to please her but was deliberately perfunctory.

"Why say I'm sorry," Zhao Yimian said unhappily, "It's not your fault that I like you."

She recalled the past, with a beautiful light in her eyes, "And for me, liking you is a very happy thing."

"I don't care if you respond to me or not. From the moment I fell in love with you, I knew that I can't expect my love to be responded to." She laughed as she said, "Have you ever heard of a saying ?”

"what?"

"Unrequited love is the most beautiful relationship. I can start whenever I want, and end when I want."

"Not allowed to end."

Shen Mingchu suddenly interrupted her.

Zhao Yimian didn't expect her to say that, she saw Shen Mingchu turned around and hugged her tightly, "Mianmian, don't end it, can you?"

"I just……"

Just kidding.

However, the strength from the arm holding her prevented Zhao Yimian from saying the rest.

"It's not over, it's not over." She patted Shen Mingchu on the back like coaxing a child, "Don't you marry me home now?"

"Mianmian, I like you."

Zhao Yimian was silent for a while before responding: "Yes, I know."

"……You do not know."

Shen Mingchu turned his face away, afraid that she would see the expression on his face, "I'm not talking about you at the age of 25, I'm talking about you at the age of 14."

"I have been tempted by you for a long time, but I refuse to admit it."

Zhao Yimian was stunned.

"This is not a one-sided crush..."

She heard Shen Mingchu whisper: "This is a two-way love."

"It's just that I was not as brave as you at that time."

"I'm afraid that your liking is just a youthful spirit. I can't believe that you are willing to spend your whole life with me."

"I'm so much older than you, I'm afraid you think I'm a dirty adult."

The confession that was blocked at the door that year suddenly became meaningful.

It turned out that her silence at that time was not because of boredom and thinking about how to refuse.

but thinking about——

If you agree now, will this relationship have a future?

"Ah Chu, can I kiss you?"

Zhao Yimian asked suddenly.

But before Shen Mingchu could respond, she had already kissed her long-coveted lips.

The kissed woman closed her eyes.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her lips were slightly parted, and her expression was soft and docile.

Zhao Yimian deepened the kiss without a teacher.

She suddenly remembered a scene.

It was on a dimly lit avenue.

When she pushed the woman against the wall, the latter had the same expression, with a vulnerable but indulgent expression.

The heart was suddenly scratched twice by the feather, and it was itchy, painful and swollen.

For some reason, Shen Mingchu also remembered their first kiss.

At that time, they had just confirmed their relationship, and they were familiar with people who even knew where the other person had moles, but they were as shy as if they were meeting for the first time, even holding hands had to start from scratch.

Her work is very busy, and Zhao Yimian's studies are not easy.

In addition, her career focus was abroad at that time, and it was not easy to return to China.

For a while, the crew was filming in Donghai City.

So she would go to Zhao Yimian's school as long as she finished work within ten o'clock at night.

It will take an hour for her to come here, and the girls' dormitory closes on time at twelve o'clock.

Often the two can't do anything, they can only hold hands and walk around the school, until the preset alarm clock rings, she sends Zhao Yimian back to the dormitory downstairs, and then turns back to her own place.

It was a night in late autumn.

As they walked, they suddenly became silent.

It is not a silence with nothing to say, but a silence in which no one wants to say more.

The temperature of the palms spread among each other, and there were very few people that night, especially when walking through a section of the lush campus, there was not even a single person passing by.

Shen Mingchu is obviously much older than Zhao Yimian, yet his heart is beating so fast that it is about to pop out of his throat.

Fawn thumped in his chest, frantically telling her how good the person beside him was.

She was suddenly pushed against the wall.

They stared at each other in the darkness.

The light was actually very dim, so dark that she could only see the outline of the girl and a few messy strands of hair.

They are very close.

The girl's breath keeps approaching.

Breathing together, she smelled a fresh and fragrant smell, a girl's breath.

A hand was on her shoulder.

Someone bit her lip lightly.

First a few tentative kisses.

Seeing that she was not rejected, the hand clinging to her shoulder slowly moved upwards and inserted into her hair.

There is actually a hairpin on her head to hold her hair.

It is convenient to take the picture when leaving the crew.

At this moment, the hairpin was pulled away, and the thick long hair poured down like a waterfall, and the man's warm hand pressed against her scalp, making every nerve of her become sensitive.

Tongue sticks out.

She is very young, and so is Zhao Yimian.

Neither of them had ever kissed before.

Shen Mingchu has filmed many scenes, and even showed her body in front of the camera, but she has never kissed anyone.

The atmosphere in foreign countries is open, and there are many people chasing her, both men and women, but she has a serious cleanliness obsession, and she is not a recognized person. She feels uncomfortable when she touches her skin, let alone an intimate body fluid exchange.

Before identifying it as Zhao Yimian, she never even felt that kissing was a beautiful thing, only disgusting.

However, at this moment, her whole body seemed to be soaked in warm water, her body was limp, yet comfortable as if she was about to float into the sky.

I am a coward.

she thinks.

She made many excuses, but she dared not face her heart directly.

She even fled the country, fearing that people would see her buried secret.

Fortunately, she has a lover who is brave enough, even if she takes 99 steps back, she is willing to run towards her.

The kiss was long and lingering.

Zhao Yimian let go of Shen Mingchu, and both of them returned their thoughts to the present. The former chuckled lightly, with a contented sigh on his face, "I've wanted to do this for a long time..."

It is said that men are animals that think from the lower body.

When a woman falls in love with someone, it is also difficult to escape the desire/desire of the body.

From the first day when she realized that she was in love with Shen Mingchu, she had imagined countless times in her mind, the image of pressing this man under her body to kiss, until today, the fantasy finally came true.

Her eyes were shining brightly, and Shen Mingchu couldn't help laughing when she saw it. The girl who was quite courageous just now suddenly became shy, blushing, turned her head away, and didn't dare to look at her, "I, I won't I interrupted your cooking..."

Shen Mingchu held her head with both hands, and turned the person to face her.

She placed a kiss on her forehead.

Then there is the tip of the nose.

And finally the mouth.

It's not just Zhao Yimian who wants to kiss her.

She also wanted to kiss Zhao Yimian.

There was an indescribable seriousness in her kiss.

Zhao Yimian's heart softened into a ball.

Not saying no and taking the initiative are two different things.

Shen Mingchu wanted to tell her with a kiss——

You don't need to chase the bright moon, the bright moon will come to you.