After taking a shower, Zou Qianen only wore a suspender nightgown. The air conditioner was a little cold on her back. She pulled the blanket and covered her body, slid her fingers on the phone screen, read the fans' messages, and picked interesting replies.

"Sisters, please look at the shadows on the glass window. I can see that the fiancé of Zhuzhuo is a handsome guy!"

After turning to this post, Zou Qianen exited the comment section and went to see the photos she posted. The third photo was a night view of the city she took in the floor-to-ceiling window. The shiny glass reflected the shadows of two people. Her own face was blocked by her phone. Wen Chao's face was clearly contoured. Even if she couldn't see her facial features, she could see a bit of handsomeness through her vague overall face.

Zou Qianen sighed inwardly that netizens have their own microscopes in their eyes this year.

She continued to read the comments.

Before I could reply to the one I just found, there were other fans below: "A long time ago, Zhuozhu said that his fiancé was handsome, so you can go and read the Weibo before yourself."

The fan replied: "Then I thought Xi Shi was in the eyes of my lover, but I didn't expect it to be so handsome."

Zou Qianen couldn't help laughing when she saw it, her fingers trembled and liked it. After thinking about it, she canceled it again.

"What are you laughing at?"

The voice of Wen Chao rang beside him.

Zou Qianen turned over and looked at him on his side. A drop of water dripped on her eyelids. She whispered and wiped it with her fingers. Wen Chao took a shower in her room and came over without drying her hair.

Seeing this, he picked up the towel around his neck and wiped his hair.

Zou Qianen covered the screen of her phone: "I'm reading Weibo."

Wen Chao guessed that she was chatting with netizens again.

Her fans have grown very quickly, and it has been almost 40,000 in more than three months. Part of them is attracted by her style, and the other part is to watch her share her life.

"I'll find you a hair dryer. It's hard to dry it like this." Zou Qianen lifted the blanket, got out of bed and put on slippers.

Wen Chao's hair movement suddenly stopped, his eyes stuck to her, and moved with her figure.

The gray-blue silk suspender nightgown is close to her body, her figure is fully visible, her back has a thin butterfly bone curve, and she has a shoulder strap.

Zou Qianen found the hair dryer and returned, and walked around the thread that wrapped around the hair dryer: "Do you blow it yourself or will I blow it for you?"

I smelled the black hair wet, and my lower eyelids were tightened, and my voice was hoarse: "Don't blow, my hair is short, and I'll just wipe it and it'll be dry."

"It's faster to use a hair dryer. I'll blow it for you." Zou Qianen plugged the hair dryer and stood in front of him.

Wen rolled towards the Adam's apple: "I'll do it."

"Don't move, stand up." Zou Qianen turned on the hair dryer, took off her shoes and stepped onto the bed, and blew his hair from a high place, which made it much more comfortable.

Her fingers were slender, and she flicked his short hair back and forth, and stroked her fingertips over her scalp, causing a slight itchy feeling.

The sound of the buzzing wind from the hair dryer was in my ears. Wen Chao stood quietly by the bed, and her swaying figure in front of me was her straight and slender legs...

A few minutes passed, the buzzing sound came to an abrupt end, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Zou Qianen finally tweaked his hair twice and announced that it was done: "Okay."

The freshly dried hair drooped softly and fluffy, covering a small piece of forehead, making people look clean and clear, with a kind of handsome young man.

Zou Qianen admired her for a few glances and said to herself that she didn't lie to her fans, her fiancé was just very good-looking.

At first glance, she saw him outside the hotel room where he was engaged. Before he could report his house, she briefly fell for his appearance for a second. Then, when she learned that he was her fiancé, the numb feeling in her heart faded a lot. Originally, she was not looking forward to the engagement ceremony.

Wen Chao hugged her around his waist - he wanted to do this just now, and finally found the opportunity.

Zou Qianen suddenly came back to her soul, let out a low voice, holding a hair dryer in her hand, and was put down on the bed. In front of her was Wen Chao's face, which was too close to her, and the ends of his hair swept across her forehead.

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Zou Qianen pushed his shoulder, his momentum was obviously insufficient, and even his voice was very small.

Wen Chao turned around and said, "You stared at me for so long, aren't you trying to do to me?"

"I...I..."

Zou Qianen "I" for a long time, and couldn't say a complete sentence, Wen Chao held her hand down, and her fingertips inserted into her fingers, interlocking with her.

The numbness of electricity surged from the tip of her fingers and spread throughout her limbs. Zou Qianen's breathing was stagnant. The second she kissed her, she closed her eyes and her heart beat wildly.

The air conditioner wind blows continuously, but it cannot melt the heat in the air.

After a long time, just as Zou Qianen was mentally prepared, Wen Chao closed his eyes and evacuated backwards. Sweat beads in his temples rolled down the lines of his face.

Zou Qianen swallowed his saliva, slowly opened his eyes, and his shoulder strap slid down, blushing like a ripe apple, and turned his face to look at him: "Why are you..."

She had no nerve to say the words "stop" and pursed her lower lip.

Wen Chao reached out to pull the shoulder straps for her, buried his head in the socket of her neck, rubbed his face against her face, and whispered: "Do you want me to continue?"

Zou Qianen: “…”

How did she answer this?

Before Zou Qianen could think about how to fight back, Wen Chao's weight left her body. The next second, he crossed her back with one hand, held her whole body up and hugged her, and walked out.

Zou Qianen was confused: "What are you doing?"

She was so scared that she hurriedly wrapped her hands and feet around him.

Wen Chao walked to the door, freed up one hand to turn off the ceiling light in her bedroom, and closed the door, answering her with practical actions what he wanted to do.

In the blink of an eye, Zou Qianen went from her room to Wen Chao's room.

This is certainly not the first time she entered Wenchao's room. She would usually come over to match him with clothes and tie him, but she never stayed in his room. Usually, Wenchao went to her room.

The layout style in Wenchao's room is different from that of Zou Qianen. It is a typical men's style, with simple and unified tones, and the furniture configuration is mainly simple and comfortable.

Zou Qianen put a soft mattress on her back, and her hands and feet left him: "Why do you want to come to your room? I...I recognize the bed."

Wen Chao lowered his head and kissed her on the corner of her lips, whispered to her, explaining why she was in her room.

After hearing this, Zou Qianen pulled Xia Liang on the bed to cover her face. Then she heard the sound of the drawer being pulled open, and there was a rustling sound, and the packaging was torn open...

Wen Chao dug her out of the quilt and whispered, "Don't separate rooms in the future, right? Sleep in my room." He had already adapted to her sleeping position with various styles.

Zou Qianen had no objection to the two of them sleeping in different rooms, but... why is it his room?

"You can't move into my room?"

"Your room has a small bed." This makes it seem too purposeful, and I want to cover it up even more. "The space is also small, so it is not suitable to be a master bedroom."

Zou Qianen pursed her lips and thought carefully that her room was indeed smaller than his.

When she was living together, Wen Chao asked her to choose the room she wanted to sleep with. She was not very familiar with him at that time. In order to show her good quality of modesty, she did not choose the largest bedroom.

Wen Chao saw her thinking, and pushed the tip of her nose with her nose: "Do you agree?"

"Yeah, OK..."

The lingering voice was grabbed by Wen Chao, and it was him who blocked her lips.

The suspender nightgown and men's nightgown are piled up in a mess, hanging on the edge of the bed and shaking. The moonlight outside the window cannot shine into the room, leaving only a silver ray of brilliance on the edge of the window.

Zou Qianen said that she recognized the bed, but she fell asleep in Wen Chao's arms, as if the words were not what she said.

——

The project jointly developed by Wen Zou and the two families was on track. Wen Chao let go and asked trustworthy people to supervise it. He gave himself a few days off and took Zou Qianen to climb the mountain.

There was no one else, only the two of them.

The two had already discussed setting up a tent at a campsite on the top of the mountain, otherwise they would not be able to catch up with the sunrise the next day.

Wen Chao and Zou Qianen set out in the afternoon, arrived at the foot of the mountain, stored the SUV that they drove in at the parking area, and took out the mountaineering bag from the trunk.

The one who was carrying heavy on the back of the voice, Zou Qianen only carried a small schoolbag with food and water inside.

The temperature in the mountains is lower than that in the city center, and the mountain breeze blows slowly. The grass and trees on both sides of the mountain road are lush, and you can smell the natural and fresh fragrance of grass and trees. Among them, the pine needles smell the clearest. The sun shines through the layered branches and leaves, leaving only the halo of star dots.

Zou Qianen had experience climbing with Wen Chao before. She thought she could easily reach the top, but reality slapped her in the face. She crawled less than one-third of the way and shouted that she was so tired and sat on the ground to rest.

Wen Chao stopped to wait for her, took out a wet tissue from the pocket on the side of the mountaineering bag to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

"You were busy drawing some time ago. You sat still all day and your physical strength became worse." Wen Chao took off his backpack from her shoulder, found a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to her.

Zou Qianen took a sip of water: "Why don't you say it's you..."

"What am I?"

Zou Qianen muttered, "It's nothing", and drank several sips of the bottle, giving Wen Chao the remaining water. Wen Chao took over and drank the rest of the rest.

After a while of rest, the two continued climbing.

Zou Qianen walked up slowly, and kept muttering: "You said that the only two of us fools came to climb the mountain in the summer?"

People go out for outings in spring and autumn.

Wen Chao was sure: "No."

Zou Qianen didn't believe him. She walked and stopped all the way. At first, she still had the energy to mutter. After a while, she was so angry that she couldn't even say a word. Finally, she climbed to the top of the mountain before dark.

The wind on the top of the mountain is much bigger than the hillside, blowing in my ears. I look into the distance and feel the heroic feeling of "seeing all the mountains at a glance".

There were several tents tied there in the flat campground, and some of them had telescopes set up next to them, and a group of people were talking and laughing.

Zou Qianen said in surprise: "There are really other people?"

"I heard that there will be a meteor shower tonight, and this is an excellent location." Wen Chao walked towards one of the tents, unzipped and threw Zou Qianen's backpack on the mat. "If you are tired, go in and rest first."

Zou Qianen pointed at the tent and was even more surprised: "When did you come to build a tent?"

"I called in advance and asked someone to prepare." Wen Chao said, "I guessed the speed of your climbing mountain. When we climb up, we can slowly build the tent, and it may be midnight."
To be continued...