There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Watermelon is sweet, Kirin is sweet, 8424 is sweeter.

However, human cognition is constantly being subverted.

At least this night, Song Shiyue understood that lemons are the sweetest.

The gleam of light in the morning, through the bedroom, the blackout curtain was not fully closed, only a layer of gauze window was thrown in.

When the first ray of light hit Song Shiyue's face, she woke up.

Unfamiliar places, unfamiliar beds and... familiar people...

The night before was telling a story and making a fool of myself. Yu Nianbing was still a little heavy asleep now.

Song Shiyue carefully pulled out the strands of hair that had been pressed by Yu Nianbing, and turned to look at the person next to her.

Between the sleeping brows and eyes, there was a gentle and quiet peace, and it seemed that he was still sleeping perfectly.

Song Shiyue didn't stand up after just looking at it for a while like he did when he was on the Wilderness Star. Instead, he bent his fingers, gently touched the cheek of the man next to him, and then slowly slid onto his chin.

This is a day, no... It should be said that a few hours ago, Song Shiyue could not even think of a bold move.

just……

Song Shiyue, who tried to restrain the failure, still looked at the lips of the person next to her.

It seems... it's redder than usual?

The night before, too Menglang...

Song Shiyue thought of those tossing and turning a few hours ago, soft and entangled... Those desires that were indulged in the light lemon scent can't stop... Can't help but heat up again, breathing is a little bit short.

Just when Song Shiyue was trying to control herself not to look back at yesterday's drunkenness and really couldn't help thinking about it, she heard that Yu Nianbing next to her seemed to...woke up?Song Shiyue swiftly shrank back a little cautiously, pretending that he hadn't deliberately gotten closer.

The weather in early spring was still a bit cold.

The beds that Aunt Wang tanned and tanned in the early days were still the weight of winter. One person can be warm enough to sleep, but two people are a little hot.

The night before... the two were very close, and they couldn't help turning the simple taste into a entangled in-depth exchange, which was a bit hotter.Before going to bed, I kicked off a quilt and it was almost at the right temperature.

Yu Nianbing was awakened by the heat, and it was warm next to him, as if someone had stuffed the heated heater into the bed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yu Nianbing was agitated. He remembered where the enthusiasm came from next to him. He didn't open his eyes for a while, but closed them a little bit.

Song Shiyue, are you awake?

Yu Nianbing wasn't sure... Thinking of his behavior as if he had taken a bold medicine the day before, he wanted to calm his breath while pretending to be still sleeping, but couldn't calm down.

Originally, Yu Nianbing felt that no matter how bold, no matter how the landlord’s friendship, he slapped the lamp next to him, and leaned forward to print in the darkness, it was already his limit.

Who would have thought...

Sure enough, there are no feelings, artificial respiration and kisses, it is still bad... too much.

No matter how Yu Nianbing thought about it, he couldn't tell who lost control first a few hours ago.Just doing the math, they probably spent more than an hour, maybe even two hours, on a certain chapter that she thought was just a touch of water.

How to put it, the taste is excellent, if it is not dawn now, it would be even better.

The laws of nature are cruel.

But Song Shiyue is not.

After waiting for a while and making sure that the person next to him with a fast heartbeat was awake and unwilling to open his eyes, Song Shiyue hesitated, got up, stepped over the collapsed wall, and went to the next door.

Before the end of the world, Song Shiyue also lived in a normal society. He has seen and heard examples of regrets after having tried intimate contact.Although no matter how I think about it, I feel that the kiss last night should be no problem except that it lasted a little longer, but Yu Nianbing's evasive attitude in the morning still worried Song Shiyue.

Is it shy...or regret...

Last night, Yu Nianbing took the initiative to mention lemons and turned off the lights. Although the things that followed were slightly out of control, from the previous Yu Nianbing's active actions, she should have not minded her previous experience.

Well, maybe it should be said, at least I didn't mind at the time.

So what is the situation now?

It was because I had more time to think about it, and I felt a little minded not to face the situation the previous night.I still feel that the previous night... is actually just a simple... shouldn't be extended to that long.

People are complicated, and their ideas are even more complicated.When two people are together, then it is not at all a complicated addition of two.

At least, it has to be a power...

Song Shiyue pressed herself to wash and make breakfast, not to eavesdrop on the movement of Yu Nianbing next door, but the more so, the more she fell into the back and forth of the previous night.

When Song Shiyue realized that she had been wandering for too long, Yu Nianbing had already turned off the stove.

"I'll do it..." Yu Nianbing calmed down for a long time, still feeling that he really... took too much bold medicine the night before, and couldn't figure out whether Song Shiyue liked or didn't like herself like that...just Time does not depend on people's will. After all, she got up quickly after Song Shiyue left, took a cold shower, cleaned up, and came by herself.

Song Shiyue glanced blankly at the already blackened bacon and eggs in the pot, then turned his eyes to the still wet hair that Yu Nianbing put on his shoulders.

She also took a bath...

Those with power abilities should have absolute control over the power of their body.

But the night before...

Song Shiyue thought that what she tried to press down her throat the night before was not voluntary intention but the sound the body wanted to make, as well as the fine hum that rubbed between her lips and teeth that belonged to Nianbing...

And there is something strange about the body...

Song Shiyue's gaze was in Nian Bingwei's still wet hair spinning back and forth.

Did she feel it too...

Recalling some feelings, Song Shiyue's eyes were a little hot, Yu Nianbing, who was pouring the contents of the pot into the trash can... felt it.

Although I still don't understand why, Yu Nianbing's heart beats much faster again.Just as fast is the speed at which she makes breakfast.

On the counter, the egg box and bacon bag Song Shiyue used before were still open, and Yu Nianbing was not prepared to do anything complicated.I only brushed some oil in the washed and boiled pot, and then began to beat eggs and throw bacon in it.

However, life is not like a stove that catches fire at just one turn, and goes out completely after another turn.

Two piles of dry wood, piled in one place, dropped a small spark, how can it be destroyed by burning it for a few seconds?

"You said...Is it possible that bamboo charcoal is also sweet..." Song Shiyue, who was burned by an inexplicable heart, suddenly didn't want to guess whether Yu Nianbing pretended to sleep because of shyness or regret in the morning.

Song Shiyue's rare straight ball, but because of the nature of the ball, almost didn't make Yu Nianbing smile.

Watermelon and lemon can be regarded as a fruity bite at any rate. Asking how bamboo charcoal is for people to answer...

But of course, just like the watermelon has no chance to ask, the lemon does not need to be answered. This question about bamboo charcoal is just a question that does not need to be answered.

Yu Nianbing really wanted to laugh.

just……

After all, the smile was suppressed by something else.

Watermelon is sweet, lemon is sweet, bamboo charcoal... well, of course it is also sweet...

The kiss from the previous night, back and forth, like two people's mutual temptation, mutual habit, and then indulged, indulged to the purest feeling left, can not remember who is coming and who is returning .The body is ready for everything, but the rationality still has basic lines.Fear of being too fast, afraid of the other person feeling too fast, afraid of the other person feeling too fast...

What could have been done the night before, the two still stopped at the first button on their neck.Well, to be precise, none of them dared to reach the first button and stopped...

For two hours, it just stopped at the first step.

however……

When the lemon is sweetened and the bamboo charcoal can be sweetened, everything seems to be slightly different again.

It was still jerky, but there was more tacit understanding, and it seemed that they all broke free from the restraints.

Before Yu Nianbing's body became weak, he reached out to turn off the stove with the only remaining reason.

The bacon in the pot is still tender pink, and the eggs are white...Even if you eat a soft-boiled egg, it will take at least two minutes to get your wish.

For some reason, Yu Nianbing glanced back when he left the kitchen, and there was always a feeling of...probably in a short period of time, they were unfamiliar.

I have to say that people's hunches are sometimes pretty... accurate.

When passing by Song Shiyue's bedroom, the two paused for a while.

The bed seemed to be less soft than Nianbing's side, and then the two decisively gave up silently with the motion of continuing to step.

It seemed that from the step of walking towards the broken wall in unison, both of them had some... tacit understanding about the next thing.

Life and death are impermanent, really like it, what can't be.

The two of them said to themselves nervously, and when they returned to the bed on Yu Nianbing's side, the tension was quickly burned by the fire with firewood.

Just as Yu Nianbing dedicated the last bit of reason to turning off the stove, Song Shiyue also dedicated her last bit to closing the blackout curtains.

The room suddenly darkened, but it was not completely dark as when the lamp was turned off the night before.

They can see each other clearly, even without seeing clearly, they can feel the same indulge and confusion of each other.

Everything started with the phrase "bamboo charcoal is also sweet...", and the two did not have any more talk about the following matters.Everything was given to the body, and it seemed to be given to the other party.

The complete trust made the two people indulge in each other's leadership and their own feelings.

The bed was kicked off the quilt because it was too hot last night, and began to have more clothes.

Then there is more...

In the early spring, the two were just a set of pajamas at home, and soon the quilt under the bed suffered too much.