Xiaoqi, her best Xiaoqi.
It appeared in front of her, seemingly intact...
Standing at the door, he looked a bit dandy.
He was wearing leather shoes, trousers, a white shirt, and a loose royal blue diagonal striped tie. The shirt collar was undone, and his suit jacket was draped over his right shoulder. His fingers were hooked around the collar, and a layer of dark blue stubble covered his angular chin.
His face was expressionless, and his pair of dark eyes looked at her indifferently, as if he was nonchalant, but he never blinked.
The little woman inside the door had her long hair tied up in a bun and was wearing loose, baggy T-shirt-style cartoon pajamas that almost reached her knees. There was a blue robot cat, Doraemon, printed on her front.
After not seeing him for a few days, he has lost weight, his chin is getting sharper, his eyes are red and swollen with tears in them, and his nose is red.
He just looked at her like that, and she didn't know what to do for a moment. It took her a long time to react and let him in. The door was kicked shut by him who came in later.
"Xiao Qi, where have you been these days?!" She suppressed her sadness and asked him.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, threw his suit aside, and sat down on the round sofa beside the floor-to-ceiling window in the room with his tall figure. He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it.
He didn't say a word and looked a little cool. For a moment, she stood there, not knowing what to say, what he was thinking, and why he didn't talk to her.
In the smoke, he raised his handsome face, his eyes fell lightly on her, and said in a deep voice: "Come here!"
Xia He was stunned for a moment before walking towards him.
When she walked up to him, she was stunned again. Just as she was about to speak, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by his warm hand. He exerted a little force, and she fell into his arms. The faint smell of cigarettes sprayed on her face.
Looking at his deep expression, she felt inexplicably nervous and just looked at him.
"Why didn't you pounce on me?" the seemingly deep-minded man asked abruptly.
Xia He:?
"Hmm——" She was stunned for a moment, and then his kiss fell, swallowing her breath!
Wild and violent, he would not be satisfied until he ate her up. Unlike the deep look he had just had, he transformed into a wolfhound!
This kiss was full of punishment, hurting her lips and tongue.
It was as if he was punishing her. When she saw him just now, she just stood there stupidly, without hugging him, kissing him, or saying that she missed him!
She was so ravaged that she couldn't breathe. She could only let him kiss her, hugging him with her back hands, pressing his back with her hands through his shirt.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally let her go. Her cheeks were even redder than before, and she opened her mouth to breathe, "Um... Xiao Qi... you..."
His hands ravaged into her pajamas, and she bent her body and frowned.
"Not adapting to the climate here? Are you thinking about me and getting sick?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Yeah! Yes... I miss you!" She bit her lips. Only with this answer did Little Seventh Master's lips curl up into a satisfied smile. He held her in his arms, stood up, and walked towards the neatly made bed...
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She was originally running a fever, and was tortured by the beastly him until she was sweating profusely. During the struggle, she discovered the wounds on his back. Some of them were scabby, and some of the scabs had been knocked off, revealing bright red flesh.
Those injuries made him look even wilder. She always looked at him absentmindedly, thinking of him when they first met. Then, she sighed in her heart: Xiaoqi, you have really grown up!
From a mean, cowardly little boy, he transformed into a mature and steady man!
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