Chapter 92 Thank you "I don't need you to like me, as long as you like me! ...
The barbecue restaurant suggested by Song Keling is near Xinda University. Everyone plans to go there for a meal after they are done with their work.
This matter is over once it is said.
Qiao Ying suddenly clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention and said, "We're having a barbecue tonight, and Junior Sister wants to bring her new boyfriend over to meet everyone."
Zhang Yiming heard this and immediately changed his tone, saying, "Okay, then let's meet at the barbecue restaurant tonight. I need to go back and change my clothes."
Qiu Shi also said that he needed to take a shower because he smelled like a snake.
Everyone in the lab knows Song Keling's sexual orientation.
Even if I don't know, I still have to give her enough face. It's the first time I meet her, so I have to dress up well to leave a good impression on my junior sister's girlfriend.
Qiao Ying and Lu Yunli thought so too, and they still had to put on makeup.
So, Song Keling looked at the laboratory which was soon empty and only her own was left, feeling a little amused and helpless.
She actually just wanted to take Qianqian out for dinner.
They have been too busy recently and haven't had a good meal together. She doesn't want to miss her seniors today, but she also doesn't want to leave Qianqian alone at home to eat.
But it's okay this way.
She didn't want to stay any longer and went back early.
As soon as Song Keling opened the door and entered the house, she heard Qianqian's singing coming from the cloakroom.
The little snake demon sings in tune, and sometimes hums when he can't remember the words. His voice is thin and soft, and sounds very delicate.
Song Keling stood in the living room and listened for a while with a smile.
When she realized she was laughing, she suddenly felt her heart soften.
This feeling is really wonderful.
Song Keling had thought about dating someone, but she never imagined that dating would feel like this. When she first met and interacted with her senior Su Yili, the process was very formal. She also imagined that seeing each other too often would affect her academic and experimental progress.
She even vaguely rejected it, thinking that maintaining a relationship while in love was time-consuming and laborious.
I never thought there would be such a day.
Although Song Keling herself is not a love-brained person, she thinks the existence of such "creatures" in the world is quite reasonable.
Song Keling stopped standing in the living room and walked towards the cloakroom. As soon as she got closer, she smelled the scent of shower gel.
Qianqian is trying on clothes in the cloakroom.
She had just finished taking a shower.
Song Keling said she would come back to pick her up for barbecue at 5:30. It was only a little after 4 o'clock now, so she could take her time and try on clothes carefully.
She is easy to coax.
Although the world of two people she had been looking forward to was gone, she knew that in the unspoken rules of human social interaction, meeting her girlfriend's classmates, friends, or seniors was a very important thing.
Neither your conversation nor your makeup during the meeting can be careless, otherwise others will look down on Song Keling.
I feel that Song Keling can only marry a stupid and ugly wife.
Song Keling walked to the door of the cloakroom, but she was not discovered by Qianqian.
The setting sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shrouding most of the room in an orange-yellow halo, and the light also fell on the person in front of the fitting mirror.
Ignore the pile of clothes she casually threw at her feet.
She was trying on a grass green fine knitted belly-baring camisole and a pair of denim hot pants, revealing her slender, white waist that could be grasped in one hand.
This outfit is simple but very figure-flattering.
Song Keling didn't know where to look for a moment.
There is no doubt that if you go out dressed like this, you will definitely get people turning their heads to look at you.
Qianqian raised her hand to tidy up the hair hanging on her chest.
Song Keling finally couldn't help it and walked over.
Qianqian heard the noise then and turned around with an "Huh" sound. Before she could see clearly, she was hugged by someone.
The two of them stood in front of the dressing mirror together.
Song Keling was much taller, so when hugging from behind, she could just put her face lightly against Qianqian's soft, fragrant hair. She lowered her head and sniffed, then looked up, and their eyes met in the mirror.
Qianqian was very happy and wanted to ask Song Keling why she came back early, but she had a lot to say in her heart. After seeing Song Keling's almost burning eyes in the mirror, she couldn't say a word for some reason.
She didn't understand Song Keling's state at the moment, but subconsciously felt shy joy.
Song Keling's hands were wrapped around Qianqian's slender waist. Without any clothes on, her palms were directly pressed against the delicate and warm skin, and the touch felt as smooth as a piece of cream cake.
Her fingertips rubbed gently.
"Song Keling..." Qianqian's voice became small.
The fingers that were originally supporting the ends of her hair curled up slightly and gently dropped them to rest on the back of Song Keling's hand that was around her waist.
The covered hand was still moving upwards as if no one was around.
When the fingertips gently stroked the little belly button, Qianqian felt a slight shudder all over her body as if she had been electrocuted. This feeling was so unfamiliar that it made her feel scared and a little curious and nervous.
She knew that Song Keling was not harming her and would not harm her.
Song Keling didn't look at the mirror again. She could feel Qianqian holding her, but she was lowering her head and touching Qianqian's soft hair intimately. She couldn't tell whether she was smelling the fragrance of Qianqian's hair or the faint scent of perfume on her neck.
She rubbed her nose repeatedly, and felt that the setting sun a few meters away was now falling on her body, making her skin feel slightly warm.
"Qianqian." Song Keling finally spoke, her voice low and slow, with mixed emotions, "You're so beautiful, I don't want to take you out to show them..."
As Song Keling said this, she had already raised her head and rested her chin lightly on Qianqian's shoulder.
From her angle, she could clearly see her reflection in the mirror, the relaxed and smiling expression on her face, and her posture at the moment.
That's unconscious and without thinking.
Naturally, instinctively close.
She saw that her hand did not maintain the original position on Qianqian's waist, but moved up a lot, and the two joints of her thumb even sank into the bottom material of the camisole.
No wonder Qianqian was motionless at this moment, with anxiety in her eyes as she pulled at her with her hands.
Song Keling realized what she had done, quickly withdrew her hand, put it down, and stepped back three or two steps.
Qianqian turned to look at her, "Song Keling?"
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Song Keling immediately looked away and cleared her throat. "My seniors knew you were coming tonight, so they all said they needed to prepare. Since there was no one in the lab, I came back early."
As soon as Song Keling left, Qianqian felt that the slight tingling sensation running through her body disappeared.
She felt curious, but at the same time, she also felt an indescribable sense of loss.
I'm not the kind of person who likes to silently endure grievances.
She ignored Song Keling's explanation and pouted slightly in dissatisfaction, looking at Song Keling: "Song Keling, why are you suddenly standing so far away?"
Song Keling's eyes froze when she heard that, and then she slowly turned to her again.
Meeting those bright, almond-shaped eyes that were filled with questioning and grievance, Song Keling swallowed softly, then said a little unnaturally, "You haven't picked out your clothes yet, right? I'll stand here and help you see if they're suitable."
Although Qianqian felt aggrieved just now, becoming a human could not change the little snake's instinct to be easily distracted by new sounds.
Qianqian immediately laughed, took a step back, and turned around in a circle to show Song Keling, "Does this look good on me?"
"It looks good, but it's a little too good." Song Keling told the truth.
Qianqian was happy and raised her chin proudly, "That's because I'm pretty!"
"Yes." Song Keling smiled. It was really hard to stay alert and stiff for too long with Qianqian's sensitive yet insensitive personality. She eliminated the embarrassment by herself and gradually relaxed again.
It’s not that she and Qianqian don’t have any intimate physical contact.
But it was limited to kissing and hugging each other, without even the slightest bit of touching that went beyond the limit.
Because Song Keling knew that no matter how much Qianqian looked like an adult, her understanding of human society was still a drop in the bucket.
Especially emotional cognition.
Qianqian's liking for her obviously comes mostly from the protagonists in film and television dramas. She has seen too many ups and downs, grandiose, exaggerated and bloody love stories.
That's where the problem lies.
Based on the scale of domestic filming and permitted broadcasting.
No matter how much Qianqian sees, her ideas will not change. She will always think that the most intimate behavior between lovers is hugging and kissing.
Of course, these things can be done slowly.
Song Keling is not in a hurry.
She just hoped that her body, no, that unconscious instinct after getting close to Qianqian, would not be so anxious.
Otherwise it will definitely cause trouble to Qianqian.
Song Keling's eyes suddenly flickered. She came to her senses and looked carefully, only to find that Qianqian was wearing a long-sleeved sun-protection shirt.
Song Keling: "The sun outside is not hot anymore. It will set completely by six o'clock."
Qianqian uttered an "oh" and put on the sunscreen jacket. She then looked left and right in the dressing mirror with satisfaction and said, "I'm not wearing this because I'm afraid of the sun."
Song Keling was a little confused: "Then who are you?"
Qianqian looked at her, her almond-shaped eyes curved with a smile, "I need to cover up a little of my beauty! Otherwise, you won't want to take me out."
Song Keling was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was responding to a semi-unconscious sigh she had made before.
The speaker may not have any intention, but the listener may take it seriously.
Song Keling was afraid that Qianqian would take it to heart, so she immediately said to her, "That's not what I meant. Of course you can wear it like this. As long as you like it, it's beautiful."
The sparkling emotions in Qianqian's almond-shaped eyes did not fade at all. She looked at Song Keling and said, "No, no, I don't need you to like me, as long as you like me!"
Song Keling couldn't wrap her mind around it for a moment and didn't understand the logic behind what the little snake demon said.
She thought her words had completely bound the other person.
Song Keling was about to explain further when she saw Qianqian had already looked away. She happily started to tidy herself up in front of the mirror, while happily saying, "I want to wear what you like. I look good only for you. What if someone else sees me and tries to snatch me away from you?"
Song Keling reacted and finally understood. Her heart felt hot and swollen, and she didn't know what to say.
After a moment, she found her voice and asked, "Are you afraid that someone will join me in snatching you away?"
"Of course I'm afraid." Qianqian turned to look at her, "What if you find it too troublesome and simply don't want me anymore?"
Song Keling said: "I can't."
Qianqian snorted softly and turned back, "Anyway, I don't want it. You get angry easily. You got angry when the villa was not festive before, and then you quarreled with me and said you didn't want me anymore."
Song Keling felt remorseful when she heard this. She walked over and hugged her, coaxing her, "No, I was wrong about that. Didn't we make it clear? Didn't you forgive me?"
Qianqian was very reasonable. She looked at Song Keling in the mirror and said, "Forgiving you is one thing, but remembering you is another!"
Song Keling found herself speechless at the sight of a little snake demon who had only transformed a few months earlier. Helplessly, she could only change the subject, half-seriously and half-lyingly saying in a jealous tone, "You said you were afraid others would see your beauty and snatch you away from me. But you want to be an actress, a big star. By then, the number of people who like you and want to snatch you away from me will only increase, not decrease."
Upon hearing this, Qianqian immediately said, "How can it be the same? I'm an actress, I only exist on TV. How can they steal me from you?"
Song Keling: “…”
There is actually some truth to it.
As the saying goes, you should strike the snake with the stick you're on. Seeing that Song Keling wasn't responding, Qianqian immediately said, "Song Keling, everyone online says that NCU is a very good university, and that anyone who gets into it is very smart. Song Keling, are you really that smart?"
Song Keling choked again and was about to explain something.
Qianqian had already turned around to face her, with a smile dotted in her eyes. As if her plan had succeeded, she patted Song Keling's shoulder and said, "But don't worry, no matter whether you are smart or stupid, you are still my Song Keling, and I will always love you~"
Song Keling finally swallowed her explanation, a smile of helplessness yet gentle indulgence in her eyes, "Thank you so much."
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The author has something to say: I hope the babies in front of the screen will also have a smile on their faces~~
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