Chapter 84 Three Lines of Love Letter Indoors, there is a lively atmosphere.
With all his clothes gone, Su Jishi was blocked between the door panel and the man's body.
Two equally hot bodies were tightly attached to each other.
Her hands locked his back, leaving deep red scratches when she was moved.
"Hiss" Mu Xiulun felt the stinging pain on his back and laughed at her, "I belong to a cat."
"No."
She gasped lightly, her plump lips holding his Adam's apple, and whispered, "He belongs to a leopard."
She has never been a cute and well-behaved cat, preferring to be a leopard lying alone in the treetops.
She will never be conquered by someone, but will actively look for a partner that satisfies her.
It just so happened that Mu Xiulun was that person.
When Su Jishi was dragged into the abyss of desire, a thought suddenly came to his mind: It seems that when men are impulsive, they are similar to geological disasters.
The pressure accumulated inside is eager to be released.
The longer it is suppressed, the more serious the consequences of release will be.
At the beginning, yes waves and S waves appeared one after another, first shaking up and down, and then shaking slightly left and right.
As the amplitude of the vibration becomes larger and larger, the vibration becomes more intense.
Immediately afterwards, the two were superimposed and mixed into more powerful fluctuations, and each fluctuation hit the most vulnerable point.
Even the most experienced geologists have no way of judging where the next attack will be and how strong it will be.
Su Jishi put her hands on his shoulders and rested her toes on the ground.
This action made her tighten her grip involuntarily.
It felt like a volcano erupted inside her body, with hot magma spewing out.
She was in the heat and had no way to escape.
She could only passively wait to be engulfed by the magma.
After the volcano erupted, there were aftershocks one after another.
Su Jishi never thought that the aftershocks would be so long and complicated.
Her limited energy was swallowed up by the endless aftershocks.
She managed to lean into his arms, so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes.
The man picked her up lovingly and took her to the bathroom to wash off the stickiness on her body.
She thought she could finally rest.
The warm hot water kissed her body gently, making her bones feel numb.
She couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh, but somehow, it triggered another "tsunami".
A tsunami is caused by vibrations on the sea floor.
The waves hit the shore and the waves surge, one after another.
In the vast waves, Su Jishi was like a lost boat, dancing on the top of the waves.
She was lifted up by the waves and swept deeper into the ocean floor.
This feeling was both comfortable and uncomfortable.
She closed her eyes and let the waves roll up her and send her to the other shore.
When the clouds finally stopped and the rain stopped and the sky cleared, Su Jishi was picked up from the water by the man, who wiped off the water droplets on her body and carried her back to the bedroom.
She rolled into the layers of quilts and was about to close her eyes to rest when a heat source suddenly came from behind her.
Mu Xiulun hugged her from behind, letting her bare back press against his chest and resting her head in his arms.
The man's other hand was placed on her waist, caressing her up and down slowly and gently along the curve of her body.
Su Jishi was unable to enjoy such tenderness.
She held on to her last bit of strength, grabbed the phone under the pillow and checked the time.
She found that the "five hours" promised had actually expired for a long time.
She hurriedly said: "If you don't leave, you will miss the return flight."
Mu Xiulun smiled: "It doesn't matter.
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For your sake, it doesn't matter if I miss the flight."
Su Jishi: "" She thought angrily, your cock doesn't matter, but my waist and ass don't matter.
She was so tired that she fell asleep on the pillow.
When she woke up again, the sky was bright.
Su Jishi was lying in the back seat of the nanny car in a daze, unable to remember how he moved from the hotel bed to here.
Her waist was sore and weak, and a sense of weakness emerged from the seams in her bones.
She recalled the madness last night and couldn't help but scolded Mu Xiulun twice.
"Sister Su, you're awake."
Xiaoxia heard her voice and hurried over to greet her.
The carriage shook slightly.
Su Jishi raised his aching body and looked out the window.
I saw the sun shining brightly outside the window, and the wheels rolled over a vast expanse of fine snow, splashing countless ice slag.
In front of the nanny car was the program team bus she was familiar with.
"What's going on?"
Su Jishi had just woken up.
Coupled with the crazy night last night, her mind was now groggy.
Xiaoxia hurriedly brought her hot milk and breakfast, and quickly explained the whole story to her.
Yesterday, the program team finished filming their original content at Ulungu Lake.
According to the plan, the program team will take advantage of the good weather this morning to add a few shots, and then return home in the afternoon to Coco Tuohai to continue filming.
Xiaoxia felt dizzy last night and was driven away by Su Jishi, so she couldn't sleep well all night.
She realized something was wrong belatedly, and rushed to the door of Su Jishi's room before dawn and knocked wildly.
Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang three times and the person who opened the door was Mr.
Mu Xiulun.
And the first thing Mu Xiulun said was, "Su Jishi is not feeling well and will not go to the reshoots in the morning."
Recalling this, Xiaoxia glanced at Su Jishi leisurely.
The look in her eyes clearly said: I, "Pipixia", have read countless films.
What happened to you all after I left last night, I guessed it all.
However, Su Jishi never knew what "shyness" meant.
She met Xiaoxia's teasing gaze and asked calmly: "What happened next?"
"It didn't matter after that."
Seeing her cold reaction, Xiaoxia pouted, "It's easy to ask for leave.
You know, Director Zheng and the chief planner both like you very much.
Anyway, you have many shots and good quality, so you don't need to make up for them.
It doesn't matter.
I originally thought that Mr.
Mu was going to Cocotohai with us, but I didn't expect that he would leave after breakfast.
He brought this car before he left, so he knew you didn't want special treatment, so he gave it to everyone.
Every artist has one.”
If you are in a larger city, it is really easy to arrange a nanny car.
However, in remote frontiers, in order to facilitate transportation, the most common thing is only pickup trucks.
Nanny RVs are so hard to find.
Artists traveling back and forth between the two places can only squeeze into the bus with the program team.
I don't know what channel Mu Xiulun used to mobilize so many nanny vans overnight just to let Su Jishi have a better rest.
"By the way, there's one more thing."
Talking about the gossip, Xiaoxia was particularly excited, "Mr.
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Mu is very low-key.
Other artists didn't know that these five nanny cars were Mr.
Mu's handiwork, and they thought it was the arrangement of the program team.
Zhou Naturally, Jing couldn't get a car.
She actually went to look for Director Zheng to show off her temper.
She felt that the program team didn't take her seriously.
She didn't even think about how she was an 18th-tier airline guest and had the nerve to make a fuss in the hotel.
The whole corridor could hear her.
As a result, she happened to bump into Mr.
Mu and left.
Mr.
Mu glanced at her from a distance and was so frightened that she immediately clamped her tail and rolled away."
"Go away"
"Originally, she shamelessly wanted to take the bus to Keketuohai and get in a few scenes.
But Mr.
Mu glared at her, she packed her luggage and ran away without saying a word.
It was just before departure that the art director went to call her.
I found her room empty.”
Xiaoxia has long been dissatisfied with Zhou Jing.
She always feels that her whole body and every pore exudes the aura of "I am the villain and vicious cannon fodder".
In the novels she has read, this kind of cannon fodder will definitely rely on his own He has a negative IQ, runs in front of the protagonist all day long and is disgusting, and is eventually crushed to death by the protagonist.
However, it's good that Zhou Jing got out of here so quickly.
Xiaoxia clasped her hands together, and sincerely wished her good luck in doing the splits when she walks, stuffing her teeth with cold water, biting her tongue when eating, helping an old lady get raped, every piece of potato in the dish being filled with ginger, and all transportation being delayed.
She was so busy minding her own business that she didn't notice Su Jishi lying on the seat, feeling a little lethargic.
Although, before this meeting, Su Jishi knew that Mu Xiulun took extra time to fly to Xinjiang to see her; when Wen Cun was there, she was the one who actively urged him to leave.
But after the first passion, she woke up without seeing her partner by her side. , this taste is indeed a bit weird.
To say it is sour is not worthy of the name.
To say loneliness is far from it.
Su Jishi never acted coquettishly, but at this moment, she suddenly wanted to hear Mu Xiulun's voice.
Her fingers hesitated on the button to dial the phone, but she was thinking: In this case, it should be him who took the initiative to call me.
"Ah, I almost forgot."
Xiaoxia suddenly took her small cross-body bag, "Mr.
Mu saw that you were sleeping all the time, so he didn't call you.
Before leaving, he left a letter with me, saying that you should hand it in when you wake up. for you."
As she spoke, she opened her small backpack and took out a note.
The paper was light beige with horizontal stripes printed on it.
It was unknown which note pad Mu Xiulun tore it from.
Its four corners are neatly aligned, folded, and stacked together.
Through the back of the paper, traces of writing are faintly visible.
Su Jishi never expected that Mu Xiulun would use this most primitive method to leave a message to her.
Xiaoxia scratched her head and said carelessly: "Actually, when Mr.
Mu gave it to me, I asked him if he was not afraid that I would peek.
Mr.
Mu said he was not afraid, because he said that I would never understand Sister Su.
Sister Su, please open it quickly.
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I’m just so curious.”
"oh" Su Jishi raised her eyebrows.
She also wanted to know what the words "only she could understand" looked like.
So she took it and opened it.
Surprisingly, the letter was short.
It is as short as only three sentences.
There is no header and no signature.
The handwriting is free and easy, and at the same time it penetrates the back of the paper.
You can imagine how much emotion the man put into writing these words.
For me, You are the warm current flowing through Murmansk, It is also the long river that fills the depression of the Amazon.
Su Jishi was slightly startled.
This three-line love poem has no beginning and no end.
Others can't understand it, but Su Jishi can't understand it.
Murmansk is a port city in the far north of Russia.
It is located in the Arctic Circle and has a polar night phenomenon for one and a half months a year.
During this period, the sun will always sink below the horizon while Polaris hangs almost vertically high in the sky.
Logically speaking, in such a geographical location, it should be extremely cold here.
But in fact, it is the only "freezing port" in Russia because the North Atlantic warm current passes through it.
It was the ocean current that passed by that changed the fate of this city and brought it warmth and hope.
The third sentence of the poem refers to the Amazon Plain, the largest plain in the world.
All flood plains are formed at the mouths of rivers: over eons, rivers have swept back and forth, flattening mountains and filling ravines.
The power of the river is both powerful and violent, but also delicate and gentle.
In Mu Xiulun's heart, Su Jishi was the warm current that melted him and the long river that changed him. gd1806102: