Eighty-seventh bowl of soup (11)

Qing Huan was quietly suppressed by Yan Xiu in this way. Of course she could see what he wanted to do. In fact, she was also very surprised. It turned out that Yan Xiu also had desires. For so many years, let alone a girlfriend, he didn't even have a woman who walked closer. Apart from himself, Qing Huan had never seen a second woman next to Yan Xiu.

The pure heart is less lustful than the monk.

But now this monk-like man actually has **** thoughts.

Qing Huan felt that he might just want to keep her in another way. What the family said before definitely irritated him, otherwise Yan Xiu couldn't get angry suddenly. Just a kiss, how could Yan Xiu, who could restrain himself, lose control? She also doesn't feel that she wants to do it once on this desk, especially since she has no sexual needs at the moment.

Qinghuan enjoys sex. At the same time, she has many other favorite things, such as gourmet animal books, adventures, etc., but no matter how she likes these things, they will not affect the overall situation.

She truly has no desires and desires.

Just like now, she didn't mean to continue at all. The kiss just now was an accident. She wanted to kiss Yan Xiu on the face to put him off the fire, who knew that he just turned his head. "brother--"

"I think I know what to do, so they won't want to steal you from me." Yan Xiu said word by word, "If we are not brothers and sisters..."

He was interrupted by Qing Huan before he finished speaking. Her tears fell like broken beads. She was wronged just now, and instantly became sad and angry: "My brother doesn't want me, doesn't he?! You? Do you want to give me to them?! You promised that I would stay with me forever and treat me well forever! Only two of us who said yes, why should you give me to someone else?! My brother lied to me, lied to me, lied to me! "

While crying while accusing, it was a sad and painful one. The little girl cried like this and made such a serious complaint. Yan Xiu immediately grabbed the little paw she was waving: "I don't have..."

"What's wrong with being a brother or sister! You just want to throw me away! You are tired of me! I'm annoying! You think it's okay to throw me at someone else, right? You think I'm getting in the way, right? What can I do for you, you hate me, right?! You big bad brother!"

With a small mouth, Balabala, Yan Xiu couldn't even talk. It was said that she couldn't listen, so she had to use force to make her surrender. Qing Huan was pressed on the desk, and her two wrists were caught above her head. She could only stare at a pair of misty tears.

Her hair became a little messy because of her excitement, her small face was flushed with tantrums, and she cried too hard, so her eyes and nose were red, pitiful and cute. After Yan Xiu caught her hands, she kept crying. This time, there were no thoughts before, and Yan Xiu was whipped up by Qing Huan in this way. It is really surprising that a person like him will have such a soft glass-like little girl by his side.

Especially this girl is still held in his palm, which is more important than his own life.

"I was wrong." Yan Xiu confessed his mistake decisively. "I shouldn't have said that just now."

Qinghuan listened to his apology. At this moment, the situation had been completely reversed. A few tears could achieve such an effect. It would be too stupid to head-on. She sniffed: "You said you don't want me..."

"I shouldn't have said that." Wait a minute, did he say he didn't want her?

"You still want to give me to someone..."

"Impossible, I can't bear it." Yan Xiu denied it, he definitely didn't mean it.

"Okay, then I forgive my brother." Qing Huan hugged his neck, still crying, so the things that Yan Xiu was thinking about before disappeared like air now, and can't remember it anymore. . He only felt that his **** was dead and actually made her cry, now thinking about it, she had promised not to leave him.

"It's all my brother's fault, my brother won't say that again in the future." Yan Xiu let go of Qing Huan's hand. There were deep handprints on his slender wrist. He suddenly became even more guilty. He was too angry just now and lost his reason. It really shouldn't. So he picked Qinghuan up from the desk, and after he sat down, he let her sit on her lap and wiped her tears with his fingertips: "Don't cry, brother is wrong."

Qinghuan sobbed aggrievedly, her eyes turned red when she cried, and she looked very pitiful. The tears in the big deer-like eyes made Yan Xiu feel like a bastard. He loved her and loved her over the years, and his eyelids wouldn't move even when others died in front of him, but the tears of this little girl made him feel heartbroken. "Huanbao, my brother is wrong, my brother is at your disposal, you can do whatever you want."

His temper comes and goes fast, since he was a child, Qing Huan will anger him again, as long as she cries, he will immediately lose all principles. Qing Huan knows this well, and outsiders may think that Yan Xiu is taking her to death, only she knows that she ate him to death. "Going home...ooh..."

The faint cry is more pitiful than howling, and Yan Xiu feels that his steely heart seems to be entangled by the cry, turning into a piece of tofu that is cut into pieces by thin threads. He didn't like this kind of heartache, as if he was not indestructible, but had a fatal weakness.

Mature Yan Xiu can make judgments, but he can't make quick decisions. Over the years, Qing Huan has grown in his blood and blood. He is not the Yan Xiu who was cynical and wanted to destroy everything after a big change. When he was eleven, he didn’t push her away and didn’t ignore her. He was only twenty-three. There is no way to not want her anymore.

"Okay, go home."

She cried and fell asleep in his arms, just like when she was a child, the little one, so behaved and so soft. Yan Xiu sighed slightly. He shouldn't be angry. He knew she was the only one in her heart and couldn't leave other people. When I was five years old, I knew the person who was going to pester him, how could he leave him.

He kissed Qinghuan's eyes, and they all cried and swollen.

It's been a long time since she made her cry.

Qing Huan was carried home by him all the way. When she woke up, she found herself sleeping on the bay window in the living room. She usually used her to read books and play mobile phones. Yan Xiu dressed up here very beautifully. The star lights above her head were flashing. Flashed. When she sat up, she smelled the scent of food.

Yan Xiu was still wearing an apron. Seeing that she was awake, he untied her apron and hugged her, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah." She hummed aggrievedly, hooked his neck with her hands and hugged him up to the chair, and then sucked her nose. Qinghuan has always had an advantage. She rarely loses her temper, is not arrogant and self-willed, and occasionally gets emotional. Later, I will apologize for the first time. This kind of thoughtfulness and well-being is innate. Yan Xiu actually didn't care about her getting angry at all. Whose child is not willful or acting like a baby? Too sensible, most of whom are unloved.

After dinner, Yan Xiu was washing the dishes, Qinghuan hugged his waist from behind, and pressed her cheek on his back: "I will never leave my brother, I want to be with him forever."

Yan Xiu smiled: "Yeah."

"I don't want to see them anymore. If you want to file a lawsuit, just fight it. I won't go with them anyway."

"Ok."

"Brother don't lose me."

"Ok."

Ignoring the wet hands, Yan Xiu turned around and embraced her petite, and kissed deeply on the top of her hair. The relationship between them can no longer be defined by family affection, and the words of love are too vague. This kind of affection is strong and far-reaching, and no one can refuse.

From this moment on, Yan Xiu and Qing Huan seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, becoming more intimate and closer to their lovers, but they didn't notice each other at all. Because everything happens naturally, just like the dawn after the night, the tranquility after the storm.

And because of Qinghuan's tough attitude of rejection, her family also chose not to entangle themselves. The only requirement was to meet Qinghuan every month. After careful and rigorous consideration, Yan Xiu refused, but he did not stop these people from appearing in front of Qing Huan.

Of course, once every three months, no more.

Those who are willing to stick to each other for a long time will be assimilated by the other party. Such a statement is by no means groundless. One morning after Qing Huan became an adult, they naturally completed the great harmony of life. After that, Yan Xiu became even more temperamental towards her. This time, he felt he really caught her.

Will not be separated by anyone or anything.

After graduating from Qinghuan University, he was engaged in the work of art appreciation. Because of the extreme harmony in life, Yan Xiu's hostility became less and less, and he could barely be called a normal person. In fact, there is no change in the way of getting along, except for sleeping in the same bed. There is no need for anyone to join, and I don't think there is any incompleteness. Although Qinghuan's mother has always been criticized about this, it is a pity that neither of them listens to her.

They are an inseparable whole and cannot be intervened by anyone, and of course they also include a new life. Yan Xiu didn't like children at all. It was not because of his age that Qinghuan made him stop. It would be very unpleasant if one more suddenly appeared in the lives of two people.

It is not easy for a person to live, and how strange it is to meet someone who is cuddling with each other. There is a person in this world who can let you abandon everything and stay with her, without deception or betrayal, fearlessly confronting the world with the world-for Yan Xiu who is carrying a tragic fate and trying to destroy the world together, it is really incredible, and also Fantastic.

He stood on the top floor of the building countless times and looked down at the world. These ordinary and humble ants, their luck is really good.

His childhood desires were finally completely wiped out in adulthood.