Hot, spicy, boiling, scalding love, shattering my sternum, is about to burst out.
After Jiang Nian's lingering confession, he kissed Qin Sanye's lips again.
There was no deliberately created atmosphere, no candlelight dinner and flowers. It was just an ordinary late night. There was no need to think at all. The three words "I love you" came out of my mouth. There is no better confession than this.
The light touch on the lips quickly turned into a deep and passionate one.
Jiang Nian's fingers that were grabbing Qin Sanye's shirt tightened tightly, and his fingertips turned red.
Her confession received the most enthusiastic response from the man, far beyond what words could describe.
and……
That's fine.
I couldn't do it before because of the three-month limit, but this summer night I can do it.
Her eyes, which had turned red from being kissed, were now watery and she stared at Qin Sanye with a tender look that reflected her indulgence towards men.
At this moment, who Qin Sanye, who Jiang Nian had been worried about, was, had already become insignificant.
Because she could clearly hear the other person's uncontrolled heartbeat in his chest, as well as the other person's body temperature and tenseness under her palm.
The one she loves most is the person in front of her.
Qin Sanye's tall body gradually lowered, blocking out the lights on the roof and also blocking out the light in front of Jiang Nian's eyes.
And his burning eyes, which never moved away, followed Jiang Nian's existence all night long.
It was like he was repeating the whispered response in Jiang Nian's ear.
"Ah Nian, I love you too."
…
That night, in the next room.
Zhao Weidong was on duty in the army that night, so he did not come back for dinner, and he was not seen in the room.
The comic book that Song Yingying bought was quite wonderful. The movements and expressions of the characters in the paintings were lifelike. However, the line of small words below the comic book was too difficult for Zhao Xiaobei, who had only been learning for a few months.
So every time they turned to a new page, Song Yingying would wait for Zhao Xiaobei to look at the picture first, and then read the line of small words to him. Sometimes she would also tell some historical allusions so that Zhao Xiaobei could better understand the story.
Speaking of which...
It was the first time that Zhao Xiaobei had seen such a picture book. He was very excited the whole night, with his eyes bright and lively. However, Song Yingying had been out all day, and she gradually felt tired and sleepy.
"ah--"
She covered her mouth and yawned softly.
Zhao Xiaobei immediately raised his head, looked at Song Yingying with dark eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"
Song Yingying shook her head. "Do you still want to read it? Can we finish this one first and read the next one tomorrow?"
Zhao Xiaobei looked at the comic book, then looked at Song Yingying's eyes which were forced open, and shook his head like Song Yingying.
"You are sleepy. I won't watch it today. I will watch it tomorrow."
As he spoke, Zhao Xiaobei picked up the picture book in Song Yingying's hand and folded a small corner of the page as a mark so that he could easily find the page tomorrow.
Then he got down from Song Yingying's bed and stood on the ground with the picture book in his hand.
A few days ago, because of Liang Yuxiu, Zhao Xiaobei no longer had a small room, so he slept in the same bed with Song Yingying and Zhao Weidong.
He slept in the middle position, with his father on his left and...Song Yingying on his right.
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