After returning home from Laomiao Street Commercial Building, Jiang Ge had lunch, played with the watermelon for a while, and then went to take a nap. When he woke up from the nap, the sun had already set in the west again.

During this period, her daily routine has always been like this. She has no worries and can easily fall asleep. She wakes up slowly when she sleeps. This day of doing nothing and relaxing physically and mentally is about to end.

Jiang Ge was not awake, Ji Zheng was going to call him, but it was time to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables later. He pushed open the door softly, and Jiang Ge looked outside the door with his eyes on the bed, blinking with long eyelashes.

Ji Zheng laughed softly, walked in and sat by the bed, touched her cheek, and asked, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Ge just woke up, his face was warm. She didn't say anything. She looked at Ji Zheng, tilted her face to his palm, and buried it all in his hands, being so soft that she was unreasonably soft.

Her breath penetrated into his fingers, wrapped around his nerves, and tied a knot in his heart. Ji Zheng leaned over and kissed her lips.

In the summer evening, the pear branches outside the window tremble slightly, and the small bedroom is full of warmth.

After kissing for a while, the light in Jiang Ge's eyes became much more lively. Ji Zheng picked her up from the bed, held her back with one hand, and took her shoes with the other hand, and walked out of the bedroom, saying, "Go and play with Xigua for a while, we should go to the vegetable market."

Jiang Ge was hugged by him with one hand downstairs. Jiang Ge hugged his neck and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The woman's voice was also a bit of lingering as she had just woken up, and a little sweet and hoarse. Ji Zheng lowered his eyes and met her gaze, smiled faintly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

As he said, he sat down on the sofa in the living room and put on her shoes. Jiang Ge hugged him and said, "I'll cook tonight."

Jiang Ge said she could cook, but Ji Zheng still remembered it. He laughed, took the cat-knit stick to Jiang Ge, and said, "I want to eat everything you cook."

Jiang Ge's eyes were curved and he started to laugh.

After the sun was about to set and the hot summer heat subsided, the two went to the vegetable market. There were not many people in the vegetable market now. Jiang Ge bought vegetables in the vegetable market, and Ji Zheng followed behind him and carried them. The two looked like a newly married couple.

After buying the vegetables, Jiang Ge took off his hat, tied a bun and walked into the kitchen.

When she first came to Nancheng, Jiang Ge's notice was not that tight. Song Baihe worked outside to earn money because of Jiang Tong's illness, and Jiang Ge usually cooked. Things seemed to be a long time ago. Opening her eyes was anxiety and despair, and every day was like a tight string. She thought that maybe she could relax a little after making too much money. But in places like the entertainment industry, when it became popular, they had to climb up non-stop, otherwise they would easily be pulled down or out of breath. So many celebrities were trying hard to climb up, and if they were not careful, they would fall down and no one dared to rest.

In short, since she has been in Nancheng, she has spent the most comfortable time in her old house.

Ji Zheng only helped to wash the vegetables and waited outside the kitchen. He watched Jiang Ge walk through the kitchen. The sunset gradually fall outside the window. When Jiang Ge finished dinner, the bright moonlight filled the yard, as if a layer of silver snow fell in the yard.

Jiang Ge cooked very quickly. After finishing, the two of them took the food to the restaurant. The watermelon smelled the fragrance and walked over, rubbing against Jiang Ge's legs and acting coquettishly.

Jiang Ge handed Ji Zheng chopsticks and looked up at him.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table, which is particularly rich, and the dishes are fried at home. Jiang Ge does not cook for many years, and she personally thinks it is a bit bad in color.

Ji Zheng picked up chopsticks of yam and fungus, tasted it, and started laughing.

"May I?"

"Try it."

Jiang Ge also took the chopsticks and tasted them by himself. It was not particularly delicious, but it made her more satisfied than the color. Seeing her chewing slowly, Ji Zheng picked up another chopstick and asked her with a smile: "Is it delicious? It's made by my girlfriend."

Jiang Ge raised his head, the man's lips curled up and smiled gently. The yam seemed to have some sweetness. Jiang Ge raised his jaw and started laughing.

The two of them cooked dinner late and ate late. After eating, the moonlight became brighter because it was night, and the yard outside seemed to have incandescent lamps.

After dinner, Ji Zheng washed the dishes. Jiang Ge stood at the kitchen door with a teasing stick while teasing watermelon while accompanying him. After washing the last bowl in his hand, someone suddenly knocked on the gate outside the yard a few times. An old man's voice sounded and he asked, "Is anyone at home?"

After the two of them came to the old house, someone came over for the first time. Jiang Ge did not wear a mask, and after hearing the sound, he went to the second floor. Ji Zheng smiled and watched her back disappear at the stairs, responded and stood up to open the yard gate.

The moonlight is clear, and even if the lights are not turned on, you can see clearly the appearance of the person outside the door. An old lady with a tough body and a little boy of eight or nine years old. The boy also carried a basket of watery vegetables in his hand with a bamboo basket.

Ji Zheng had a gentle temperament. When he opened the door, the old lady smiled and explained her purpose: "My grandson saw your pear tree, and he was clamoring to pick pears. Can he pick a few of them?"

The little boy was told this and felt a little embarrassed. He held a bamboo basket and handed it to Ji Zheng. The old lady explained: "This is the vegetables grown in our own yard. It is very fresh. Pick some for you to try."

It is difficult to pick other people's pears without hands, and the grandparents and grandchildren are very polite.

Ji Zheng took the bamboo basket and responded with a smile: "Yes."

The little boy's eyes lit up and he immediately entered the yard. Ji Zheng also took the old lady in.

The pear trees under the moonlight are tall and dense. This season, the pears are not ripe very evenly. Most of them are still growing, and only a small part is ripe.

The old lady is a talkative old man. She has lived in this area for most of her life. Speaking of which, she also knows Ji Zheng’s grandparents, and also knows that Ji Zheng is their grandson. Now, seeing Ji Zheng is so tall and tall, I can’t help but sigh in a hurry.

While chatting with Ji Zheng, she directed her grandson to pick pears so that he would not pick the unripe pears. While she was talking, she saw a figure coming from the door of the living room at the corner of her eyes.

The old lady looked over and saw a tall and slender woman wearing a mask and holding a kitten, standing there looking here. Her face was mostly covered by a mask, but she left a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes outside, reflecting the bright moonlight. Just looking at her eyes, you can tell that she is a very beautiful girl.

Ji Zheng also noticed Jiang Ge coming. He briefly told her about the incident and asked Jiang Ge to say hello to the old lady. The old lady greeted her with a smile, and Jiang Ge nodded politely.

Looking back, the old lady asked Ji Zheng something in Nancheng dialect with a smile. Ji Zheng smiled faintly, glanced at Jiang Ge, and responded suddenly.

Many old people here speak Nancheng dialect, speak quickly and speak clearly, so Jiang Ge can't understand a single sentence.

The little boy was not greedy and soon came out from under the tree. He picked five pears, but couldn't get them when he was under the tree, so he simply used the corner of his clothes to cover them. Ji Zheng put the vegetables down and returned them to the bamboo basket. The little boy put the pears into the bamboo basket.

The little boy was happily going out with a bamboo basket, but was stopped by the old lady. The little boy turned around and said to Ji Zheng and Jiang Ge: "Thank you uncle and aunt, goodbye uncle and aunt."

Ji Zheng smiled and touched his head, saying, "Goodbye."

When the grandparents and grandchildren went out, Ji Zheng went to the gate of the yard to see someone off. Jiang Ge, who was standing at the entrance of the living room, also came over. When the figures of the grandparents and grandchildren disappeared at the entrance of the Qingshi Lane, Ji Zheng looked at Jiang Ge standing next to him and asked, "Do you want to pick pears?"

Jiang Ge took off his mask and nodded.

Just now when the little boy was picking pears, Ji Zheng took advantage of the moonlight to observe the pear tree. The pears on the crown of the old pear tree were already ripe because of the sufficient light.

Walking under the pear tree, Jiang Ge looked up at the pear tree, and the mottled moon shadow fell on her face and asked, "Do you want to climb a tree?"

This pear tree is a bit old, and the highest place has grown to the second floor. The pears on it are not that easy to pick.

Ji Zheng shook his head and said, "I can pick it with you when I hold you."

While speaking, Jiang Ge looked at Ji Zheng, and Ji Zheng's hands were already placed on her waist. The man used his hands to force his body, and the next second, Jiang Ge's body leaped into the air. Her heart leaped to the higher ground, and then fell steadily as she sat on Ji Zheng's shoulder.

Ji Zheng sent her among the branches of the pear tree. There was a faint fragrance of fruit wood in the pear tree. The leaves of the pear tree next to it scratched her neck, which was a little itchy. The body was hugged high enough and the vision was much wider.

Jiang Ge looked down at Ji Zheng, and the man smiled at her and asked, "Is it tall enough?"

"Enough." At this height, she could see the neighbor next door and the flowers and plants in the yard through the branches of the pear tree. Jiang Ge's heart was beating quickly and became free and light. She thought it was quite fun.

Jiang Ge was not heavy, even though her shoulders were bearing her weight on one side, Ji Zheng's figure was still upright. Looking at the thrilling light in Jiang Ge's eyes, his body suddenly tilted, scaring her. Jiang Ge grabbed his ears, Ji Zheng smiled and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong, pick pears."

Jiang Ge let go of his ears and went to pick pears with a smile.

The mature pears on the tree were quite big, and Jiang Ge couldn't hold them in one hand. After picking a pear, she did not hand it to Ji Zheng, but imitated the little boy, lifted up his T-shirt, and used his clothes to cover the pear.

The corner of the clothes was lifted up, and Jiang Ge's slender waist moved slightly, revealing a half-clean belly. His belly was fair and shining coldly under the moonlight. As the corner of the clothes was lifted, Ji Zheng's T-shirt on his fingertips was also lifted away. His palm was placed against her skin and placed around her waist, which felt warm and soft.

Jiang Ge's body was moving in his palm, and Ji Zheng's eyes were filled with emotion. His Adam's apple rolled gently, and he withdrew his gaze with a low smile.

Jiang Ge still worked very quickly. In the blink of an eye, he picked four or five of them. He couldn't hold his T-shirt, so Ji Zheng put her down. The five big pears were still quite heavy. Jiang Ge entered the living room with the pears. Ji Zheng went to find a bamboo basket and put the pears in.

After putting it in, he chose the biggest one and handed it to Jiang Ge, and smiled and said, "This is yours."

When she was in the yard just now, the night was a bit hot, and Jiang Ge's face was red. She picked up the pear, turned around and ran to the yard. The sound of the faucet twisting in the yard sounded, and the sound of water hit the ground. After a while, Jiang Ge walked in with the washed pear.

She handed the washed pears on her hands to Ji Zheng, her voice was sweet, and she said, "Eat pears."

Mine is yours.

When Jiang Ge went out to wash pears, he washed his face by the way. He didn't wipe his face. The clear water droplets slid down on her little pink face. Under her thick eyelashes like crow feathers, her pupils were clear and transparent.

Ji Zheng sat on the sofa, looking at her white cheeks, and the memory of her waist and skin awakened, and the emotions in his eyes were slightly surging.

Ji Zheng didn't answer, and Jiang Ge looked at him in confusion. The night was just right, and the lights in the living room were hazy and ambiguous. The man's eyes met her eyes, and there was a faint soft light in his eyes, so he asked her.

“Which one should I eat?”

The one in her hand was pear, and she was also pear. When Ji Zheng asked this, the water droplets on her cheeks slid down, and the heat in her skin became a little hot.

The blood slowly became restless. When Ji Zheng smiled and reached for the pear, she took the pear back. Ji Zheng looked up at her, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She put the pear down, then walked to him, kneeled on both sides of his body, and sat on his legs.

Her throat was a little dry, Jiang Ge's arms were placed on his straight shoulders, his jaw trembled slightly, and she whispered in a low voice as she looked at the light in the man's eyes.

“This one is a little sweeter.”

After saying that, Jiang Ge kissed his lips.

The woman's kiss was warm and moist. The water droplets on her face rubbed against his face because of her kiss. The water felt a little astringent, but she kissed it smoothly. Her lips were soft and sweet, and the breath penetrated, carrying the fragrance of snow pear, stretching his nerves and reaching the depths of his heart.

The woman in her arms was warm and sweet. Ji Zheng's consciousness was disintegrating. His arms tightened and he hugged her tightly in his arms. The man's movements were rare and uncontrollable, and a little rough. When Jiang Ge came back to his senses, his back fell on the sofa, and he had already pressed under him.

The two are lovers and can do intimate things, not just hugs and kisses, but also intimate things.

His eyes were filled with uncontrollable emotions. Jiang Ge raised his hand and lifted the corner of his clothes. Before he could take it off, her hand was held by the man.

Jiang Ge paused and looked up at Ji Zheng.

He didn't calm down completely, but he still restrained himself. Jiang Ge didn't understand nothing. She looked at Ji Zheng and said, "I'm going back to film soon."

Ji Zheng held her hand, and a smile appeared in his eyes. He didn't dare to kiss her lips. He kissed her cheek gently, his voice was hoarse.

"I know."

His fingers tucked over her hair scattered on her cheeks, and his emotions gradually calmed down. His fingers gently rubbed her cheeks. Ji Zheng said, "But it's too urgent, it's too urgent for you."

Men and women often have stronger desires and desires. Ji Zheng is a normal man, not without it. But this is Jiang Ge's first time in love. The two are now slowly moving forward, and it's still a long time, so it doesn't need to be so fast.

Jiang Ge actually hasn't fully adapted to the current pace. If it's too fast, she can't stand it. The two of them don't need to hurry to do anything, they still have a lot of time.

Jiang Ge's hand, which was lifting the corner of his clothes, slowly loosened.

The ambiguous hormonal aura that had just condensed in the living room seemed to slowly dissipate. Ji Zheng looked at Jiang Ge, suddenly smiled, and said, "We won't be separated when you film."

Jiang Ge's eyes moved.
To be continued...