Chapter 89
Qiu An's kiss came unexpectedly, like a poisonous snake ambushing its prey in the blink of an eye. Before she could react, its nimble and soft tongue had quietly entered her mouth, forcefully occupying it and greedily taking away her oxygen.
The warm touch came so suddenly. I was still digesting the great joy and relief in the last second, and the next second all my emotions turned into spring water.
Her ears seemed to be not working well. The sound of her heartbeat that was thundering in her chest suddenly disappeared without a trace. She could no longer hear the whirring of the air conditioner or the chirping of birds outside the window.
In her whole world, only Qiu An remains.
She heard Qiu An's breath surging and the ambiguous sounds between his lips and teeth, which were particularly real and arousing in the quiet room.
Qiu An's body covered her, giving it to her bit by bit, and soon he leaned all his weight over her.
Ranlong was pressed back by her and had to step back repeatedly to maintain this shaky posture.
Suddenly, her mouth felt empty, and she chased forward reluctantly, but she could not reach it.
Ranlong opened her eyes with a little grievance and saw that Qiu An was still looking at her gently, but there was a deeper desire between his eyebrows.
This time the desire was slightly different from the previous ones, but Ranlong hadn't noticed it yet.
Qiu An opened her moist lips slightly, and said in a soothing yet commanding manner, "Relax."
Although she hadn't drunk a drop of alcohol, Ranlong seemed to be intoxicated and bewitched by the words. Her legs touched the edge of the bed, her waist suddenly softened, and she fell heavily onto the soft bed.
The temperature in her chest dropped a few degrees, and she realized that Qiu An did not fall down with her, and she did not even hug Qiu An... It turned out that Ran Long was too nervous. During the long kiss, she always held the red scarf tightly in her hand.
Qiu An supported her hands at her sides. She looked down at Ranlong for a few seconds, then her gaze moved down to the scarf that was acting as a comforter.
Qiu An's eyes were complicated. On the one hand, she was jealous that Ranlong held the scarf instead of her, and on the other hand, she felt distressed that Ranlong's sweaty hands grabbed the scarf that she had carefully preserved.
Ranlong read the latter, so she handed over the scarf a little awkwardly: "Uh... return the scarf to you?"
Unexpectedly, Qiu An took the scarf and threw it casually to the head of the bed, not caring whether it fell to the ground or not, and started kissing her again.
It fell on her cleanly dyed and washed ears, on her rosy cheeks, on her superior jaw, and on her trembling throat.
The buttons of his shirt were easily undone, and he was only wearing a bra underneath to cool down.
Joan peeled off her shirt and gently stroked her creamy skin. Her fingers were slightly cold, causing her body to tremble.
Ranlong, who was only wearing a bra, felt a little awkward, and her eyes followed Qiu An's fingers fixedly.
It wasn't that she hadn't undressed in front of Qiu An before, but she hadn't done it before him. Qiu An was still fully dressed, while she was topless, and this sense of dislocation made her extremely wary.
Just as Qiu An was kissing her collarbone, with his knees squeezed between her legs and his fingers hooked on the back clasp of her bra, Ran Long suddenly called out to her, "Qiu, Qiu An! Wait a minute!"
Qiu An stopped and looked down at Ran Long. Her eyes were like water, but there was an indescribable strength in them.
"What's wrong, honey?" she said.
Ranlong got goose bumps all over her arms after hearing this sweet name. Her hands shrank to her chest like chicken claws. Without the comfort towel to play with, she had to scratch her right hand with her left hand and pinch her left hand with her right hand.
She didn't dare look directly at Qiu An, her eyes wandering and her tone weak: "Are you going to be on top tonight?"
Ranlong's shy and evasive look was so adorable that it made people want to tease her. Qiu An turned his head to catch her gaze and asked her, "Is it not okay?"
Ranlong turned his head away again: "No, it's just..."
Qiu An reached out and held her cheek to steady her restless head, but accidentally gave Ranlong an opportunity to show his weakness.
There was a rough texture when she touched the smooth skin that she couldn't ignore.
With a quick glance, she easily spotted the band-aid wrapped around Qiu An's right index finger.
"Your finger is injured."
"I have another 'good' hand."
Qiu An stretched out his left hand and waved it in front of her eyes. The posture was ordinary, but it made her belly swell.
"That's not your dominant hand!" Her excuses became increasingly flimsy.
Qiu An raised his eyebrows and asked frivolously, "You don't believe in my skills?"
“No, you…”
"It's not impossible to use my right hand. My index finger is injured, and there are still my middle finger, ring finger, and little..."
"Wait, wait..."
“You can even do it without using your hands.”
"Stop, stop, stop! It's too fast! It's going too fast!"
A belief in Ranlong's mind suddenly snapped. Was the Qiu An she knew such a person who could speak nonsense without changing his expression?
Qiu An asked doubtfully, "Is it fast? Haven't we left yet?"
Ranlong looked at Qiu An in disbelief.
This woman clearly didn't even know what the "v me 50" meme was a while ago, yet today she's so adept at using it?!
Qiu An looked at her shocked expression, and suddenly his face changed. He asked her with a worried look on his face, "I'm sorry, don't you like me like this?"
As she spoke, she blinked and crystal tears gathered in her eyes, looking like they were about to fall.
It’s urgent. What should I do if my girlfriend is a movie queen who has many dramas and can act?
The three words "girlfriend" fell from his mind to the tip of his heart, causing the brain to release hormones of pleasure crazily. Ranlong's embarrassment disappeared. He hugged Qiu An's waist and pressed her under him, kissing away the tears in her eyes.
She said softly, "I like you. I like you no matter how you are."
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the corner of Qiu An's clothes, pretending to take them off, but she grabbed him and stopped him.
"What's wrong?" Ranlong also wanted to call her "baby" calmly like Qiu An, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, the corners of his mouth suddenly spasmed and he had to hold them back.
"Didn't we agree that I'd be on top tonight?"
Ranlong was full of questions: "When did we agree on this?"
"You said... 'like'."
Ranlong: “?”
Not to mention that liking and agreeing are two different things, wasn't the person she just said she liked, Qiu An, who was full of "dirty words"? When did she steal the concept and become Qiu An who was going to be on top?
What, are these two people of one mind?
It seems to be true now.
As Ranlong was in a dilemma, Qiu An's eyes became red again as he had not received any response.
Ranlong raised the white flag of surrender: "Alright, alright, stop pretending. How about this, I'll go take a shower first, and then you can go take a shower too. Let's discuss this after we're both cleaned up, okay?"
"Do you think I'm unclean?"
"If you misinterpret my words again, I'm going home now!"
Qiu An smiled gently. Seeing that Ran Long was annoyed, he stopped teasing her, nodded in agreement, and kissed her nose lightly.
Ranlong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly loosened his arms and rushed into the bathroom of the master bedroom, not caring whether it was her master bedroom or not.
It was only when she was alone that she could hear her own heartbeat again.
The shock made my heart numb and sore.
That kiss just now was the first kiss after they confirmed their relationship, right?
So emotional, so devoted, different from every time before.
She could finally express her love without any scruples, without having to be sneaky or hide it.
She could even feel love.
The joy came too late. When Ranlong looked in the mirror, she found that she couldn't hide the smile on her rosy face.
The mirror was blocked by a small bottle in one corner. The bottle looked familiar, and when Ran Long picked it up, she realized that it was the same body lotion she used back then.
Ranlong suddenly realized it at this moment.
It turns out that Qiu An was crazy about this scent because he loved her. It turns out that Qiu An secretly used her body lotion because he wanted to preserve her scent.
Oh my god. Ranlong was surprised. So her insensitivity is comparable to that of a straight woman?!
She actually thought that Qiu An stole her things because he couldn't afford it!
What a hearty misunderstanding, hahaha...
From beginning to end, she never once saw Qiu An clearly...
Therefore, the person Qiu An liked was her from the beginning to the end.
So Qiu An came to Beiji and joined Jiying for her, right?
Yuan Chengyin and the like were just a cover. It was a shame that she had been so jealous before, and so sad for so long, not being able to enjoy those kisses and those intimacy...
Another strange feeling came over Ranlong, and he tried to stop it, but it made things worse.
In fact, when they were kissing just now and Qiu An was pressing on me, the first signs of it were already visible.
And when Qiu An kissed the tip of her nose, she couldn't control herself anymore.
So she ran away, wanting to take a shower and clean herself up.
If Qiu An saw her in such a miserable state, wouldn't she be very embarrassed?
Ranlong looked towards the bathroom door and found that Qiu An was no longer in the bedroom. He probably went to take a shower.
She retracted her thieving look, blushed, and unzipped her pants to check the situation.
The situation was not optimistic. Layer upon layer of fabric was dyed a darker shade. It was unbearable to look at.
Why does it look even worse than Qiu An's before?
Come to think of it, if Qiu An had fallen in love with her a long time ago, then before, kissing her and sleeping with her under the guise of the script, were all her tricks?
So Qiu An deliberately wore a loose bathrobe, deliberately borrowed her bathroom to take a shower, and deliberately didn't wear...
Is it all to seduce her?
Why is Qiu An so scheming?
Oh, and Qiu An had many ways to seduce her. Not only did he do these actions for her to see, he even deliberately told her that he wanted to continue...
You are so naughty, Joan.
But, I feel so good, what should I do?
The face of the person in the mirror became redder and redder, and his breathing became more and more disordered.
Even though Qiu An was not there, just thinking about her was enough to overwhelm Ranlong's body.
She clearly felt the water droplets falling uncontrollably again, drop by drop.
The door suddenly opened, and the air-conditioned air and Qiu An's voice came in: "I got you a clean bath towel and pajamas..."
The voice stopped abruptly, and Qiu An saw Ranlong struggling to pull up his pants.
I bought this pair of jeans a size too small and they are a little tight. I was too lazy to exchange them when I bought them so I just wore them. Now it seems I can just throw them away.
"What were you doing just now?" Qiu An asked her.
She had already put on her pants, and Ranlong could have said she had just taken them off to shower, and even questioned why Qiu An asked such an impolite question. But her brain seemed to get stuck with her jeans, and it became unsmooth again.
"You're dazzled. I didn't do anything."
She actually said.
"Don't do it yourself, let me do it."
Qiu An actually said.
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