Yan Huaiqing put his arms around her waist and stroked her cheek with his fingers. His fingertips gently pressed between her cheek and lips, and his fingertips brought a little warmth.
His eyes dimmed, but his voice sounded pitiful, "Sister, I can't help but be tempted, don't tease me, I don't have much self-control around you."
Luo Qingman looked at his expression, her heart softened, she hooked her fingers around his collar and kissed him on the lips, "Forget it if you don't want to."
I really wanted to tease him, but seeing him like this, I decided not to tease him.
"I think my sister is so good to me." Yan Huaiqing kissed her back and let her go, "Go take a shower, I'll help you blow dry your hair when you come out."
After Luo Qingman walked into the bedroom, Yan Huaiqing turned around. The pity on his face disappeared completely, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Pearl of All Worlds: My Lord God, how can you defeat him?
Yan Huai took a shower, went to her room and casually blew his hair dry, picked up his phone and sent the composed music and lyrics he had written to her phone, and waited for her to come out.
After a while, the bathroom door opened. She was wrapped in a bath towel, her hair tied up with a hair dryer cap, and her slender and well-proportioned legs were faintly visible as she walked.
Yan Huaiqing raised his head, his Adam's apple rolling, "Sister, are you trying to seduce me?"
Luo Qingman paused, her fingers grasped a corner of the bath towel, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm used to it. I forgot you said you were coming over. Turn around and I'll change into my pajamas."
Upon hearing this, Yan Huaiqing turned around obediently, listened to the rustling sounds behind him, and lowered his eyes.
Sooner or later he would help her change.
Soon, Luo Qingman walked up to him and nestled into his arms, "Help me blow dry my hair."
"Okay." Yan Huaiqing picked up the hair dryer, held her in his arms, and helped her blow dry her hair carefully.
Luo Qingman took his phone and unlocked it. The page showed the music score and lyrics he had just sent. "Have you finished writing the song?"
"Well, when are we going to record? I'll ask the studio to prepare."
"Didn't you say you need to meet the parents? Go record it after meeting them."
"As you say."
He had already divided the parts. Luo Qingman hummed along to the music score. "It sounds nice. Is this the sweetest song you've written so far?"
The songs he wrote in the past make my heart beat very sadly, other songs have a sense of fate, and some have a faint sense of be.
"Um."
After touching her dry hair, Yan Huaiqing put the hair dryer away, hugged her tightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed her neck, "Sister, you smell so good."
His breath was on her neck, and her hair brushed across her skin. Luo Qing tilted her head to the side a little, "Itchy."
He pressed her down on the bed and leaned closer, "It doesn't feel itchy if I kiss you, do you want a kiss, sister?"
Luo Qingman didn't say anything and kissed him. The next moment, his lips were kissed by hers. The kiss became increasingly passionate, swallowing up all the sounds that came out of her lips.
Luo Qing's eyes were filled with tears, her eyelashes were trembling, and her head was gradually becoming dizzy.
The hand that was clutching his clothes tore open the buttons of his pajamas, exposing a large area of skin on his chest. When pressing the palm of the hand, the texture was clearly visible.
Yan Huaiqing held her wrist, guided her hand to slide across his waist and abdomen, and his own palm reached into her waist and rubbed upwards.
Seeing her eyes red from being kissed, Yan Huaiqing moved away a little and placed a warm kiss on her ear, "Sister, do you want to touch me?"
Luo Qingman felt a little dizzy, her head turned to the side, her breathing fluctuated, she blinked to clear the mist in front of her eyes, and did not respond to him.
His kiss followed her, landing on her neck, biting it gently, causing her body to tremble again, "Sister, answer me, huh?"
"Hmph..." She couldn't help but let out a light hum from between her lips and teeth, and she lifted her foot, which had lost all strength from his kiss, and kicked his leg.
The heat faded a little, and to some extent, she felt exactly what he said about missing her.
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