After returning to the hotel, Tao Jinghan couldn't fall asleep, his mind was full of the phrase "I like you" by Bian Suitong. She is the only one in the room, and you don't need to care who is arguing, the orange lights fill the room.

She was standing on the balcony in her pajamas, leaning on the railing, and the cold sea breeze made her shiver, bit an unlit cigarette in her mouth, and then clicked, the scarlet flames rose, and she looked at the curls in dismay. The smoke seemed to depict the outline of Bian Suitong in the air.

She twisted her eyebrows, pinched her temples with one hand, rubbed them, and cursed in a low voice: "It's really useless."

Her mind unconsciously showed the past of her and Bian Suitong for so many years. In the eyes of other people, Bian Suitong is a reliable captain and a gentle sister, but only in front of her, she can play a little Tempered, can cry and laugh, flesh and blood people.

It's like the **** sentence just now.

She didn't know Zhou Canxian, but other people, she could pat her chest and tell them that Bian Suitong would only talk to her like this.

She was very proud of the difference that the person treated her, and these differences gave her the illusion.

illusion.

After Bian Suitong rejected her, she defined it this way.

But after hearing that person's confession today, I couldn't help thinking, maybe, isn't it an illusion? Maybe it's just that Bian Suitong didn't think about this before?

Thinking of this, Tao Jinghan couldn't help but smiled bitterly. Is the person who fell in love first is so humble? That person hasn't said anything yet, with just one sentence, she can find a reason for her.

She even raised her hand to touch her heart...

She could clearly feel that an emotion called regret was surging in her chest.

There is a voice in my heart that keeps saying that that person has confessed, why not agree to her? Isn't this what you always wanted?

She wanted to... go find her.

Tao Jinghan squeezed the phone, his eyes fell on the string of numbers, his eyes lightened and darkened.

She gritted her teeth and cursed: "Damn." She still wanted to give herself a chance at last.

The call was made and it was connected within a second.

The person used her familiar tone and said in surprise: "Jinghan!"

…

"I want to marry you."

He Qingqi was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly squeezed her wrist, and the obvious blue blood vessels on the back of her white neck jumped up. The kiss was like a gust of wind and rain coming like Zhuo Zhiwei, without any pity, venting the deepest desire in her heart for Zhuo Zhiwei.

She wanted to coax the other party and said she wanted her, but it turned out to be something like this...

I want to marry you.

Her eyes were innocent and ignorant, and her voice was still faintly crying, which made her heart restless like never before. This feeling made her vaguely recall the once cool moonlit night and subcutaneously injected that unknown hallucinogenic poison/product. Later, she seemed to feel the same way.

Want to... enter/enter her.

I also want to...let her in/in myself.

It's just that she didn't know who the people around her were that night, she only vaguely saw a figure. The man's lips were drunk, his eyes blurred, and he gently wrapped her neck.

She let the restlessness in her body control herself, lowered her head and touched her soft lips lightly, everything happened naturally and unbelievably, her fingers snaking down her cheeks, making her feel Under my touch, it heats up a little bit.

But now it is clear that she can no longer know that the person in front of her is the one she has missed, and her waiting and silence are the most tender gift she has given herself.

He Qingqi’s eyes were dark and dim, and the hand holding her earlobe twisted down. The only remaining reason told her that she could not hold it anymore. At the last second when she was occupied by passion/desire, she panted. With roughness, his eyes fell on the zipper of Zhuo Zhiwei's skirt.

"Then we'll get married tomorrow... Let's practice ahead of time." He Qingqi swallowed his saliva, with a serious, friendly and harmless posture, which seemed to be very thoughtful for Zhuo Zhiwei: "How to practice the bridal chamber? Otherwise I'm afraid you have no experience."

"I'll take your clothes off for you." When I raised my eyes, I saw Zhuo Zhiwei staring at her blankly, his red eyes gleaming with water.

He Qingqi breathed again, his voice hoarse: "Raise your arms, obedient."

Zhuo Zhi raised his arm in a daze, and from time to time he helped the big-tailed wolf with a "swish" sound. He Qingqi's eyes suddenly burst into joy, and his eyebrows were bent, but the next second he was covered by the large piece of cold white. Stabbed to the eye.

She was so excited that she couldn't help herself, shaking her fingertips as if nothing but painting.

"Xi, Qixi..." Zhuo Zhiwei held her hand, her long eyelashes trembling like a feather, her chest undulating violently.

He Qingqi took a step ahead of her, with sincere eyes: "You can be here."

"Yes." She nodded affirmatively again.

"This is our home, not in a hotel. I'm not afraid of being heard. There are only two of us."

Every time he progressed to a critical moment, he was interrupted. The flame held in He Qingqi's body fermented and burned into a raging fire over time. This time he said that he didn't want to bear it any longer, and shook Lai Lai: "Oh, my body. Don't listen to it again!"

As he said, he continued to move.

The suffocated and confused cold fell on his body, Zhuo Zhiwei was moved by the word "home", he was taken aback for a moment, then shivered and pointed to the direction of the room, and uttered a word from his lips with difficulty: " Go to bed."

In an instant, He Qingqi became the obedient little boy again, and his unwilling hands and mouth became obedient again. She took Zhuo Zhiwei's hand and listened to their heartbeats falling at the same frequency, with excitement in her tension.

The room was locked, and the two fell on the bed together, like a flat boat on the dark sea. The wind gently beat the waves, rising and falling, as if they would be swallowed by the waves at any time.

Zhuo Zhiwei was imprisoned on the bed with one hand, but the other was unconsciously blocking his eyes. The corners of his eyes were red, and the water was shining in them, and he was breathing weakly.

The wind and waves stopped abruptly, Zhuo Zhiwei was a little puzzled, and opened his blurred eyes slightly. In the darkness, he vaguely saw He Qingqi holding a long bag in his hand. He tore it and put it on his own hand. Pulling it on her hand, there is still a strange fragrance.

The hot and humid kiss fell into pieces again, and He Qingqi's lips gently rubbed on her tattoo. In the dark, He Qingqi couldn't see the beautiful lines, but could feel Zhuozhi's slightly bewildered breathing.

Suddenly, Zhuo Zhiwei's eyes widened and his toes curled slightly. The suffocating satisfaction and pain traveled along the nerve endings to the central nerve of the brain, and tears overflowed physiologically from the corners of his eyes.

He Qingqi also tightened suddenly.

After a pause, He Qingqi endured the pain and kissed Zhuo Zhiwei's tattoo. He wanted to help her relieve the pain, but his voice turned slightly and changed the subject: "Why did you choose this."

"Because, I think of you."

"Think of me?" He Qingqi raised his eyebrows unhurriedly.

"The white crane in the cloud is as clear as a habitat."

He Qingqi was stunned, thinking about the connection, half-closed eyelids, and smiled lazily: "So..."

The corners of her eyes were gradually stained with spring, and she felt the person's relaxed body, the corners of her mouth raised a wanton smile, the air became thick, and the bed creaked.

After an unknown period of time, the sound in the room gradually subsided. He Qingqi half raised his eyelids, leaned his head on Zhuo Zhiwei’s neck, sniffed the familiar perfume on her body, and rubbed it lightly, as if a tired bird is returning to the forest. .

Zhuo Zhiwei's fingertips unconsciously poked at the wings of her shoulder blades back and forth.

The room is full of silence.

He Qingqi suddenly said, "Does the residence register exist? We will get the certificate tomorrow?"

Zhuo Zhiwei was stunned: "What, what?"

Seeing her reacting like this, He Qingqi was also dumbfounded. She paused for a moment, leaning on her side, elbows and chins, and a smile flashed in her eyes: "Didn't you say you want to marry me?"

The thin quilt slipped from his shoulders to his waist, and Zhuo Zhiwei seemed to have seen those two little things in the shadow of the shadow.

The beautiful little bones shook violently under the thin skin, and she hurriedly looked away. It was obvious that more intimate things had been done, and the back of her neck was still red.

He Qingqi stretched out his hand to feel the soft hairs on her neck, and he stuck it on her whole body. He also rubbed it up and down deliberately, his warm breath hitting behind his ears.

Laughed in a low voice: "Everyone is yours, why are you shy?"

Turning his eyes, recalling the scene just now, he hugged Zhuo Zhiwei from behind, and his hands were dishonest, holding her earlobe: "Isn't it time to call your sister according to me?"

Zhuo Zhiwei felt the slightly bulging softness, and his whole body trembled as if it was on fire. Hearing this, his cheeks became even hotter, his lips were biting tightly, and his heart beat violently.

Her lips trembled: "Also, it's not you yet. Tell me what, sister remove her hand and let me see you."

He Qingqi suffocated a smile: "But I'm not shy."

Zhuo Zhi moved his lips slightly, and said that he couldn't speak to her, and he hummed angrily and said nothing.

He Qingqi slowly closed his eyes, no longer had an inch, just hugged and enjoyed the rare peace.

Zhuo Zhiwei folded his hands on hers for a while, and then listened to her to ask: "You haven't answered me yet. Didn't you say you want to marry me?"

Zhuo Zhiwei lost consciousness for a while, his eyes fell to the void: "I thought..."

"think?"

Zhuo Zhi bit her lip, a strand of hair fell unconsciously, covering her smiling eyes: "I thought you were just... eating my body and coaxing me."

"After all, we have only been together for a month, a... very short time."

He Qingqi smiled when he heard the words, with a slow voice, and teased her: "But in such a short time, don't you want to marry me?"

It is true that which pot is not opened and which pot is to be lifted, Zhuo Zhiwei's cheeks are embarrassed with two red clouds, as if there is a screaming chicken in his heart, ah, ah, ah, ah, yelling constantly.

How could she be so shameless! She hasn't shown anything yet, she just looks like she hates to marry. Stubbornly stumbling on his neck, quibbleed: "I, I was coaxed by you... How can I count what I said on the bed."

He Qingqi closed his eyes, kissed her ears, and muttered: "But I take it seriously, what should I do..."

Zhuo Zhiwei's cold eyes opened round and round, and his heart beats twice as much as a drum. He obviously had to pretend to be aloof, and said, "Then I reluctantly agreed."

So cute.

He Qingqi thought in his heart, tightening the hand around her waist, recalling the appearance of the person who was about to cry just now, and his heart was throbbing.

That person asked for the marriage, and now I am embarrassed to pretend to be arrogant, how could she dismantle her stage and feel a mess. He pursed his lips and smiled, with a sincere tone: "I am very grateful."

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