Chapter 385 Two Photos
As soon as Liu Wangxue went to the bathroom, her face suddenly became hot again.
I just changed it when I was washing up, and it was exactly the same as last night, all wet and unwearable.
Alas, she sighed in her heart, Xu Qingsong was really something. When they were in Zhouzhuang, he said he would wait for her to come back, and when he confessed his love, he said he wanted it to be in "a place that only belongs to you and me", and now he says he wants a "sense of ceremony".
You didn't even tell me the location, but could you at least tell me the time? Otherwise, when would this kind of life end? So she went back to her room and got a pair of underwear, and after changing it, she threw it into the underwear washing machine to wash.
By the way, she suddenly thought of the couple's sweatshirts, so she went back to the room, got her own one, threw it into the washer-dryer, washed it, and would wear it when she went to see him tomorrow.
Technology makes life more convenient. Just wash it. She doesn’t need to worry about the rest. She can just take it out early tomorrow morning.
Liu Wangxue returned to the room happily. Xiaoci was already curled up beside her pillow, and the other two had also fallen asleep.
She folded Xu Qingsong's white shirt and planned to put it on the bedside.
"To comfort the pain of missing you," she said.
As the layers kept stacking, my heart began to stir again.
Liu Wangxue shook out her shirt again, and the scent of cedar in the perfume filled the air again. She held it to her nose, thinking, if it doesn't work this time, she will give up and let Xu Qingsong plan and arrange it.
Take action as soon as you think about it. Liu Wangxue stood up, took off her pajamas and put on a white shirt.
After buttoning, he stood in front of the dressing mirror and looked at himself, then raised his hand to unbutton the top two buttons. Then he turned his head to look at it from the front and side, raised his hand to unbutton another button, and pulled the collar out a little.
Yeah, satisfied.
She walked back to the bed, picked up Xiaoci, who was curled up beside the pillow and whose eyes were following her movements, and whispered, "My dear, cooperate with me. Let's take a picture."
After saying that, he picked up his phone, held the cat back to the dressing mirror, squatted down, struck a pose, and clicked the photo while facing the mirror.
After taking the photo, she opened it and looked at it, then enlarged it and felt very satisfied.
After putting Xiaoci back on the bed, she lay down on it herself, holding up her phone and taking another selfie with her face covered.
Cover yourself with the quilt, open the chat box with Xu Qingsong, and click to send the two photos respectively.
It was indeed quite cold outside. When Xu Qingsong sent Liu Wangxue home, he was only wearing a pair of pajamas. Liu Wangxue asked him about the time and place, and he stamped his feet to urge her to go back quickly. Firstly, he didn't want to say it, and secondly, it was really cold.
After Liu Wangxue went down the stairs, he quickly returned to the house in two steps.
He closed the door and lights in the living room, then took off his sweatshirt, removed the tag, and threw it into the washer-dryer.
Same idea as Liu Wangxue, I’ll wear it tomorrow.
I lay down in the quilt, turned off the lights, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw Liu Wangxue's face with all kinds of expressions and looks.
Xu Qingsong thought, why not move up the plan, take her home as soon as possible, marry her as soon as possible. He felt that this was the first time in his life that he had such a firm and impatient plan for another person.
For him, this was already an impulsive act.
If it were in the past, he would definitely not think so. They had only known each other for half a year - no, to be precise, Liu Wangxue had only known him for half a year, and he had known Liu Wangxue for more than a year - it had only been these few short months since he had felt a liking for her and truly liked her, and they had only been officially together for these two days after he confessed his love.
Xu Qingsong turned over and couldn't help laughing.
Why is it like this? He wondered, why do I become more impulsive as I get older?
In the past, even in college, when he was the most impulsive, he could always stay rational and weigh the pros and cons. He was still like this when he was studying for a master's degree, working, and getting along with his second girlfriend.
What was different this time? Xu Qingsong thought that it was probably because his mood had changed in the past two years. He was still the same person, but his way of looking at things and his understanding of life had changed.
Also, I really like Liu Wangxue.
I like her so much that I want to be with her all the time. I like her so much that I want to marry her and love her forever.
This feeling was sudden, but surging and overwhelming.
At this moment, Xu Qingsong really wanted to have a Doraemon and press the fast-forward button of time. No, he was reluctant to fast forward. He wanted to experience every day with Liu Wangxue and live every minute and every second seriously.
Just as he was thinking this, the phone on the bedside table lit up. He took it and saw that it was a message from Liu Wangxue.
He swiped open the lock screen and clicked into the dialog box. After just one glance, he suddenly sat up and uttered the first curse word in his life: "Fuck!"
Not only does the brain react, the body also responds.
Xu Qingsong swallowed his non-existent saliva, and his fingers that clicked on the photo were shaking uncontrollably.
Liu Wangxue was wearing his white shirt, just a white shirt, squatting in front of the mirror. She held the cat in her left hand and the phone in her right hand. The sleeves of the shirt were a little long, revealing only a little of her fingertips.
I don't know how many buttons are undone, and the collar hangs loosely on the shoulders, forming a deep V. The lines are propped up in an arc, extending under the fat cat in my arms.
Further down, the hem of the shirt barely covers the legs...
Below the photo is the message she sent: [My dear, I like your perfume]
For the first time, Xu Qingsong felt a kind of "jealousy" towards this cat. He swore that if it didn't hug Liu Wangxue's neck, if its head didn't stick to her neck, if its fat belly didn't stick to that arc...
Xu Qingsong wiped his face and moved his legs. He thought, which "good boy" is this? Whose "good boy" is this? She is really good at talking, and she is so good at double entendres, flirting with him blatantly.
Before he could figure out how to reply, Liu Wangxue sent him another photo and a message.
It's over. This is totally hopeless.
He felt that his heartbeat rate should have risen to a higher level. Without even clicking on the photo, a certain part of his body had already started to swell.
Still wearing the loose and lazy white shirt, Liu Wangxue covered his eyes with one hand, tilted his neck and slightly tilted his face. The lines of his collarbone were clearly visible, and at the corners of his upturned lips were a pair of extremely sweet dimples.
pure.
want.
No man can resist this kind of sexiness.
No matter how strong Xu Qingsong's willpower was, his army was completely defeated at this moment.
The key point is that Xiaoci's fat cat is nestling on her neck again! Xu Qingsong feels that the jealousy in his heart is about to become reality. Tomorrow he must catch this cat, hold it in his arms, and rub it hard, otherwise it will be difficult to vent his anger.
The message under the photo is: [I slept in it, good night]
The fire in your heart is not urgent, the fire of desire is fatal now.
Xu Qingsong saved the two photos in the previous private album, then lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom with his mobile phone.
Although Liu Wangxue sent a message saying "good night", she didn't sleep after that and kept checking her phone from time to time.
Five minutes passed with no response.
Ten minutes passed, still no response.
Twenty minutes passed, still no response.
She thought, could he have fallen asleep long ago? Never mind, she was also sleepy, so she went to sleep and would look at it again tomorrow morning.
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