To be honest, Jing Zhe was stunned for a moment.
The aloof image of Qingqiu in his mind collapsed.
"This...is too fast, isn't it?"
He said this aloud, but a vague sense of familiarity lingered in his mind, and a headache struck, but he couldn't figure out why.
Qingqiu completely ignored him, and her voice grew even colder.
"Get down!"
"Stick your butt out!"
"Take off your pants!"
"..."
These three sentences seemed to have a magical power; even though he was reluctant, he still obediently did as he was told—although boys should know how to protect themselves when they're out in the world, Jing Zhe felt that being tormented a little when he encountered a woman of Qingqiu's caliber was no big deal…
Of course, he still asked questions before making any moves.
"Should we blow out the light?"
The flickering candlelight on the table illuminated their expressions clearly and distinctly. Jing Zhe, fearing that Qing Qiu might feel embarrassed, reminded her.
"No need! If I blow out the light, how will I see anything?"
Although Qingqiu's voice was cold, Jing Zhe still exclaimed, "Good heavens!"
Wild!
So, Jing Zhe very skillfully came to the bedside, put his hands on the edge of the bed, and before he could even lie down, he felt something was wrong and turned around to ask, "This feels a bit awkward!"
Based on Jing Zhe's rich practical experience and thorough understanding of male and female anatomy, he felt that this position was most suitable for women, and he often said this to Wang Yingqiu.
Moreover, the two have gone from initially telling each other to "lie down and spread your legs" to now being able to sit on him very quickly and automatically just by patting the soft protrusion behind her...
But what can a man do by lying down?
In this position, you can't do anything!
So Jing Zhe kindly suggested, "Wouldn't it be better to pull down your pants while standing?"
"Why all the nonsense?"
Qingqiu raised her leg and kicked again, urging him impatiently.
"hurry up!"
"oh."
Anyway, I won't lose anything.
So, Jing Zhe lay down without hesitation, stuck out his buttocks, and pulled down his pants in one smooth motion.
Are you crazy?!
No sooner had he pulled his pants down to the ground than Qingqiu turned her head back, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger: "Who told you to take them all off?"
"???"
Jing Zhe was completely puzzled: "If you don't take your pants off completely, can you even call it taking off your pants?"
Qingqiu didn't dare turn around, but she still kicked him with perfect precision: "Just undress halfway!"
"Oh, okay."
So Jing Zhe bent down and pulled up his pants halfway.
"alright."
Qingqiu turned around and saw Jing Zhe with his pants hanging on his knees. She was completely bewildered. Gritting her teeth, she turned back and said, word by word, "Is it all better now?"
"Hey, didn't you say you'd pull them down halfway? So I pulled them down to my knees, isn't that exactly halfway down?"
Jing Zhe said earnestly.
Qingqiu trembled with anger: "The half I said isn't the half you shed!"
"I don't know, why don't you demonstrate for me?"
Let me demonstrate for you?
Qingqiu gritted her teeth: "Pull up your pants!"
"oh."
Hearing that Qingqiu was genuinely angry, Jingzhe obediently complied.
Then, Qingqiu walked over and, without saying a word, put her hand on Jing Zhe's waist.
Good heavens, the fairy has activated her powers of will!
Qingqiu's movements were quick, but also extremely clumsy. Jing Zhe could clearly feel the delicate hand touching his skin trembling slightly. He chuckled to himself: No matter how strong she pretended to be, she couldn't hide the fact that Qingqiu was a simple woman.
When her fingers hooked onto Jing Zhe's waistband, Qingqiu's movements suddenly slowed down, and she slowly pulled down her pants until they were halfway down her buttocks, at which point she stopped.
Looking at that familiar red star, Qingqiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had finally been lifted from her heart, and many mysteries in her heart had finally been solved.
When she first met Jing Zhe, she had a strange feeling. She felt that she could always sense a familiar yet unique aura from him. She used to dislike talking to any man, but for some reason, she suddenly wanted to talk when she was with Jing Zhe.
She never objected to being called a fairy, and even felt a slight sadness when they parted after seeing Jing Zhe several times.
She felt that she was sick, that she had a disease that she dared not tell anyone, not even her best friend Wang Yingqiu.
When she saw Jing Zhe again this time, that familiar yet strange feeling became even stronger. It wasn't until tonight, when she heard the word "Jing Zhe" from Mu Qingren's mouth, that she finally woke up from her dream.
All the previous doubts can finally be explained.
If it wasn't him, why did he seem so familiar at first glance?
If it weren't for him, how could we have spent so much time together without any aversion?
If it weren't for him, how could I have this feeling?
However, relying solely on a name is ultimately unreliable, so Qingqiu brought him here and pulled down his pants to see the unique mark that her older sister had burned back then!
She had also wondered what she would do if it weren't for him.
Do I need to take responsibility if I look at a man's butt?
But before she could come up with a solution, she no longer needed to think about it, because she was already certain that this was her younger brother!
For a moment, she was at a loss.
She then realized that this was much more difficult than the fact that he wasn't her brother, because how could her feelings be directed at her own brother?
This made her feel helpless and want to cry.
...
Only when his pants were pulled down to the middle of his buttocks did Jing Zhe realize what it meant to only pull them down halfway.
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