Chapter 101: Bottom line? It's a bit like the ancient emperors who were obsessed with beauty...
Qianqian attended all the classes today, but the seats on both sides of her seat were left empty in every class. Sometimes, when someone sat down without knowing the situation, they would be secretly informed by others and then moved away.
Everyone tacitly agreed to keep it for someone.
Even though that person didn't come to "study with me" today.
The words in the textbook are very small and densely packed, and the content is not interesting at all.
Qianqian flipped through the pages and lay on the table, trying hard to listen to the teacher's lecture.
I listened very carefully, but I didn't understand anything.
But it's okay.
Song Keling once said that the knowledge in the textbooks is not that important. It is best if you can understand it, but it doesn’t matter if you can’t, as long as you learn the professional courses well.
She really likes those practical classes, likes performing, likes memorizing lines, and it doesn’t matter if she practices her body shape or acts in a drama.
The teacher praised her for her talent in being emotionally rich. She could cry in a second and laugh in several ways.
"Song Keling, Song Keling, do you know that humans have seven emotions and six desires?"
Although Song Keling was too busy to accompany her today, she had specially arranged a "spy". She knew all about Qianqian's performance, and of course she also knew that the child was praised by the professional course teacher.
Seeing Qianqian's eyes full of anticipation and eagerness to express herself, she smiled and shook her head pretending to be clueless. "Well, what do you mean?"
Qianqian quickly said, "The seven emotions are joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire!"
"Wow, that sounds amazing."
"This is just the basics. Each emotion has many branches. For example..." Qianqian was about to elaborate, but suddenly remembered something and looked at Song Keling. "Song Keling, you've been human for so long, so you already understand all this, right?"
Song Keling said: "My teacher never taught me this, so I don't understand it at all."
Qianqian happily hugged Song Keling's arms, "Then I can teach you!"
"Okay, thank you, Teacher Qianqian."
Qianqian excitedly talked to Song Keling all the way home. When she got home, she finally realized that she was tired and hot. She ran to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of drink. She took a look at the empty kitchen and didn't think anything was wrong. She quickly returned to the living room and handed it to Song Keling.
Song Keling unscrewed the cap of the drink bottle and handed it to her.
Qianqian: "For you!"
Song Keling took a sip before putting it on the table and said, "You just got home and it's still too hot to take a shower. Let's rest for a few minutes before taking a shower."
Qianqian tilted her head, "How did you know I wanted to take a shower?"
Song Keling said with a smile: "It's almost written on my face."
“But I’m so hot, what should I do?”
Song Keling turned down the air conditioner by two degrees, touched Qianqian's red cheek, bent down and kissed her, and said, "It won't be hot soon."
Qianqian looked at her with bright eyes, "Song Keling, your mouth is so cold!"
The drinks are cold.
Song Keling kissed her again.
"It's not cold anymore." Qianqian raised her hand and placed it on Song Keling's chest.
Song Keling then picked up the drink on the table and took another sip. This time she held it in her mouth for a while before swallowing it, and then continued to kiss her.
This time, not only my lips were cold, my mouth was cold, and my tongue was cold too.
The two fell on the sofa and kissed.
Qianqian turned over and pressed down Song Keling. She had learned some techniques from watching porn movies some time ago, but she didn't quite get the hang of it. After two days of classes, she had mastered some skills.
Details determine success or failure.
How can kissing be just mouth against mouth and tongue against tongue?
Qianqian gently sucked Song Keling's upper lip, and her small tongue tip occasionally probed into her mouth, as if to seduce her.
But when the other party was about to kiss her, he pulled away and turned to kiss Song Keling's lower lip.
Song Keling's eyes darkened, and the pressure on Qianqian's lower back increased slightly. She was distracted and didn't know where she learned this.
and……
Qianqian seems to smell good.
Kissing makes each other's breathing become irregular.
In the early stage, Qianqian wanted to practice it well, but later she lost her composure and was pushed down on the sofa by Song Keling.
The sofa is not big, but fortunately the girls are delicate and lithe.
Song Keling was so aroused that her head was hot and her breathing became rapid. She kissed Qianqian without letting go and her hands were not idle either. She freed one hand to lift up the hem of her clothes and touched the cool sweat on her hot skin. The two opposite temperatures made her slender waist as delicate as jade, which made people lose all their rationality.
If you move your hands further up, you will see the bra buttons that any girl can unbutton with one hand.
The moment they let go, Song Keling held on tightly, and then her fingertips pressed as hard and wantonly as a kiss. For a moment, she didn't know whose heartbeat was deafening, and her heart trembled violently, and she finally came to her senses halfway through.
The touch is so soft and comfortable that it drives you crazy, but when you think about it, you feel embarrassed.
Song Keling's ears turned red. She stopped kissing, feeling that this was not right. She swallowed and looked at Qianqian under her. Her little face was flushed and her eyes were misty and watery when she looked at her.
My heart seemed to tremble again.
No, no, I can't watch it anymore.
Song Keling quickly got up from Qianqian, turned her back and didn't look at her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, you can go take a shower now."
After saying that, he went to the guest bedroom as if escaping.
The little snake demon was left lying on the sofa with her clothes disheveled and her lustful feelings fluttering, looking confused.
Song Keling ran into the bathroom and locked the shower door immediately. The cold water poured over her red face and neck, which somewhat extinguished the heat. It was not until her clothes and pants were soaked that the heat was mostly gone.
Song Keling removed the rubber band, loosened her hair, closed her eyes and tilted her face back to continue pouring cold water, but in her mind she could see Qianqian blushing and humming softly.
wrong.
This is not right.
Song Keling opened her eyes in the water. They had kissed before, so why did she suddenly lose control today?
She just took two sips of the drink.
It's not an aphrodisiac.
Song Keling turned off the shower and let out a long breath. Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside. She was startled as if guilty and quickly turned on the shower to the maximum, pretending to be taking a shower.
Someone soon knocked on the bathroom door from outside: "Song Keling! Song Keling!"
Song Keling pretended to turn down the shower again, "What's wrong?"
It was quiet outside for a while.
Seeing that she hadn't left yet, Song Keling softened her tone and asked, "Qianqian?"
Qianqian still didn't say anything outside.
Song Keling's heart skipped a beat, and she felt something was wrong. She immediately turned off the shower and went to the bathroom. Sure enough, Qianqian was standing outside with red eyes. When they looked at each other, her lips, which were slightly swollen from being kissed, puckered up, and a string of tears fell down her thick, long eyelashes.
Song Keling was startled and quickly hugged her in her arms, "What's wrong?"
Qianqian cried in her wet arms, shaking her head as she cried.
Song Keling remembered that Qianqian was still afraid of physical contact, and she felt remorseful. She touched her back and comforted her, "It's my fault, it's my fault. Don't cry, I'm sorry, Qianqian."
It would be better if she didn't comfort him.
As soon as she was comforted, Qianqian burst into tears in Song Keling's arms.
It took Song Keling a long time to finally coax the little girl to stop crying. Looking at the poor little girl's red eyes, Song Keling cursed herself in her heart and felt a little anxious.
"It's okay, it's okay, can you forgive me?"
Qianqian stopped crying, but tears were still in her eyes. She choked up and said, "I forgave you a little bit."
Song Keling: "It's good that you can forgive me a little bit. Then are you willing to watch a movie with me tonight?"
Qianqian nodded and said, "Don't do this again in the future."
"Okay." Song Keling responded decisively, then gently held her face, looked into her eyes, and promised seriously: "I will never do this again. If you do this again, you can bite me. Okay?"
Qianqian thought about it and agreed.
Song Keling breathed a sigh of relief and gently wiped away her tears with her fingertips. Then she said with a sense of guilt, "I'm so sorry for always making you cry."
Qianqian sobbed, looked at Song Keling's red eyes, and said, "It's okay, as long as you are willing to change."
Song Keling smiled and said, "Believe me."
Qianqian raised her hand to wipe away her tears. Her red eyes were moist as she looked at Song Keling, "Then, then you can continue taking a shower."
Song Keling nodded and looked at her wet clothes and skirt. "You should go take a shower too."
"good."
Song Keling watched Qianqian leave before closing the bathroom door again. After a while, she looked annoyed and combed her wet hair behind her head with her fingers. After a long time, she let out a long sigh.
"Song Keling, you can do it."
“It must be done.”
"remember."
"You're not someone who values those things."
After leaving the guest room, Qianqian wiped her tears, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled so hard that her teeth were visible.
She loves acting class so much!!
Little Song Keling.
Get it right!
After taking a shower, Song Keling came out and ordered some takeout, then dried her hair and cleaned the wet carpet outside the bathroom. She went to the master bedroom and raised her hand to knock on the door, but after a moment of hesitation, she put her hand down and went back to sit on the sofa in the living room.
But this sofa is soft and fragrant.
Sitting on it, all the previous scenes seemed to flood into my mind at once.
Qianqian took the initiative to ride her and kiss her.
She unbuttoned Qianqian's clothes.
"Oh my God." Song Keling raised her hand to support her chin, and immediately picked up her phone to cancel the takeaway order, intending to go out and buy it herself, and calm down at the same time. However, she received a call from the delivery man saying that he had picked up the goods, so she had no choice but to respond and say that she would go downstairs to get it.
Under the community building, Song Keling sat by the flower bed with the takeaway placed beside her.
The sun was setting, but the sky was still light.
The air is also very hot and stuffy after being exposed to the sun all day.
Song Keling, however, felt that being outside was much better than staying home and letting her imagination run wild. At times like this, she inexplicably felt a certain empathy with the ancient emperors who were obsessed with beauty.
If Qianqian pesters me and shouts something, or acts coquettishly and asks for something.
I really can't refuse.
Bottom line?
What is the bottom line.
A horse gallops through the red dust, and the concubine smiles. No one knows that it is the lychees coming.
I just asked someone to send a plate of lychees, what's wrong with that?
Playing tricks on the princes by lighting beacons led to the destruction of the country.
The change of dynasties is a common occurrence. Isn't it normal for them to fall? If they don't fall today, they will fall tomorrow.
Song Keling couldn't help but sigh after thinking about it...
Is your brain circuit abnormal?
What on earth is going on today.
The phone vibrated. Song Keling looked over and saw Qianqian asking her where she was. Song Keling quickly replied with a voice message: "Come downstairs to get takeout, I'll be right up."
The elevator door opened with a "ding" sound. Song Keling, who had been distracted for a moment, came back to her senses, walked out of the elevator, unlocked the door with her fingerprint, and walked in.
Qianqian was standing with her back to the door, wearing a light purple tube top dress. She had just taken a shower, and her exposed fair skin was smooth and delicate. Her long hair was casually tied up, with a strand hanging on her round shoulders.
When Song Keling saw this scene, she sighed silently and helplessly in her heart.
Don't use this as a test for your comrades.
Comrades cannot stand the test.
Song Keling could only divert her attention and cleared her throat, "I'm back."
Qianqian looked back, smiling with her almond-shaped eyes, "Song Keling, why didn't you deliver the takeout upstairs today?"
Seeing her smiling, Song Keling found no trace of crying on her face, and her condition was no different from before. She finally felt completely relaxed.
For a moment, the wind was clear and the clouds were light, and everything seemed to be clear. Physical desire was nothing. It was the most superficial and vulgar kind of love.
She doesn't need it at all.
Song Keling walked over with a frank expression, telling a harmless little lie, "The rider's next order is about to expire, so I told him not to deliver it upstairs and left it with the community guard. I'll pick it up myself."
Song Keling ordered from several restaurants, including main courses and desserts for dinner.
Qianqian looked at the dinner and then remembered, "Song Keling, why is our kitchen empty? I was thinking of buying groceries this weekend and coming back to cook!"
Song Keling paused while picking up the food. She didn't look at her, thinking, "Thank goodness!" She replied, "Oh, I'm planning to have it renovated."
Qianqian asked: "Why? Is the design not good enough?"
No, it's not that something is not good enough, it's that the kitchen shouldn't exist in your world. Song Keling remained calm, "Make it bigger." Whether it's a greenhouse, an art studio, a gym or a dance studio, it's all fine.
Anyway, it can't be the kitchen.
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