Chapter 92
"Yeah, I understand."
Qiu An put the necklace back into the box, stood up and walked back to the bedroom. As she passed the bedside, she picked up the scarf that had been casually thrown there earlier and placed it together with the jewelry box in the display cabinet in the cloakroom.
Ranlong followed her with his head down, remaining silent all the way.
She felt a little aggrieved. She thought Qiu An wouldn't agree to her request. She also thought Qiu An would blame her for saying she regretted breaking up so soon after they got together. But Qiu An actually agreed so nonchalantly.
Ranlong thought she would jump up and complain to Qiu An, asking her how could she say that.
But she didn't, inferiority complex took over at this moment.
Qiu An put away her scarf and jewelry box, walked out, and said to Ran Long, who was sitting on the bed, "Why are you still sitting there?"
"What do you mean? Should I leave now?"
Did she mess everything up?
Qiu An held up Ranlong's wrinkled face and gently rubbed his thumb to smooth out the lines. "What I want to say is, shouldn't you jump up and yell at me, saying, 'How could you do this'?"
“…”
"Okay, I'm just kidding." Qiu An moved closer to Ran Long's face and kissed her on the corner of her mouth. "You are the smartest in my eyes. Don't call yourself stupid anymore."
"Really?"
"Of course. Look, I've been hiding this secret for so long, hiding it from so many people, and you're the only one who figured it out. You're not stupid at all. If you hadn't told me the truth, I'd still be fooled by Chang Yuqing."
Ranlong's nose felt a little sore. She held Qiu An's waist, made her turn around, and then held her in her arms.
Ran Long raised his brows and peered over Qiu An's shoulder, his gaze piercing the cloakroom, where he happened to catch sight of the red scarf hanging in the middle. Now there was also a jewelry box.
Ranlong finally understood.
The cloakroom was replaced with a glass door and the light switch was set outside so that the red scarf could be seen at any time from outside.
It turns out that Qiu An needs her so much.
She knew that what she said was just a way of acting coquettishly and might even hurt Qiu An, so why did she still say that?
"I'm sorry, Qiu An." Ranlong's voice was a little choked. "I'm sorry. You were obviously sad, but I still wanted you to comfort me like an ignorant child."
Qiu An held Ranlong's wrist, shook his head and said, "I should be the one to apologize. This was the first night we confirmed our relationship, and it was also your first time. I should have been by your side the whole time. I'm sorry, I was too timid and kept so many secrets from you. I won't do this again in the future. Whatever you want to know, just ask and I'll tell you."
"Well, you are so nice, baby, baby, baby...baby!"
A simple name was pronounced like a broken jar, and Ranlong's face turned red, and Qiu An's face also turned red with laughter.
She touched Ranlong's head with her backhand, kissed her face, and said gently: "It's okay, don't force it, take your time."
"Yeah. Because we have a lot of time left, right?"
"right."
We slept in each other’s arms, having a dreamless night.
Ranlong slept until noon the next day before he finally felt full and opened his eyes.
A ball of heat was gathering on the left side of her chest, warmer than any of the stuffed toys she had ever held as a child.
As expected, Qiu An did not leave. He rested his head on her shoulder and slept soundly in her arms.
Qiu An's hands were folded on her waist, and after a night of warmth, they no longer felt cold. Her hair was loose, tangled in a messy yet orderly manner, as if embracing her instead of his hands.
Qiu An really became her girlfriend.
They now have the most intimate relationship in which they can possess each other openly and discuss daily trivial matters openly.
You don’t have to make excuses for kissing and having sex, and you don’t have to worry about being treated as a substitute. More importantly, you can tell her "I love you" honestly, and call her baby, babe, An An, dear, little piggy, and old, wife anytime and anywhere?
Is that okay? Will they get married? Will they have a wedding? Would asking Sister Hou to be a bridesmaid make her seem friendless? She's a little reluctant to invite Yuan Chengyin; will that make her seem petty? And Ms. Hu, will she kick her out or thank her for finally making An An her daughter?
Hmm... am I thinking too far?
Anyway, no matter how many times Ranlong realized that Qiu An was her girlfriend, she felt so happy that she couldn't breathe, as if she had won the lottery.
She simply held her breath and gently kissed Qiu An on the forehead.
The expected creamy texture did not come, instead it felt like kissing a thick layer of plastic film.
Ranlong was puzzled. Qiu An's forehead looked perfect, so she licked her lips and found that it was covered with a layer of dead skin.
It turned out that she woke up in the middle of the night because she was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but she forgot what she said after talking for a long time.
Qiu An always has nightmares when he wakes up in the early morning, and today is no exception.
In her dream this morning, a sharp-nosed tuna, its thick body twisting, leaped out of the water and charged towards her. Ranlong shielded her behind her, saying, "Don't be afraid, honey. I'll protect you." But the next second, as Ranlong turned, her mouth suddenly transformed into a tuna's thick, long snout and slammed into her forehead.
Qiu An felt a chill on his forehead and was quickly awakened.
Ranlong was startled when she saw Qiu An suddenly open his eyes. She stopped picking at his skin and asked, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
"Yeah, I dreamed... a tuna hit my forehead."
"What a strange dream! Don't be afraid. We are in the room. No tuna will come and hit you."
After saying this, Ranlong rubbed Qiu An's forehead and kissed him gently.
The strange feeling spread between the two of them again, and they both realized what the tuna in their dream was.
Ranlong was embarrassed: "Uh, I'll go drink some water."
Qiu An stood up before her: "I'll get it for you."
"It's okay, I can go by myself."
Qiu An gave Ran Long a strange look and asked her, "Can you do this?"
"Why not? I know where the water is."
Ranlong moved to the edge of the bed, but before she could even get out, she felt a surge of back pain and weakness in her legs. Her face flushed, and she tried to be tough without a word. Unexpectedly, she had barely lifted her butt two centimeters before she fell to the ground.
Qiu An came over with a worried look on her face, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face... She didn't hide it at all!
Ranlong was furious and said, "Don't laugh at me!"
"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you. Just sit down and relax."
Being helped back to bed by Qiu An, Ranlong's eyes looked a little dull.
This is very strange. When she indulged herself before, she never saw Qiu An's legs become so weak. Not only did he not have weak legs, but he even got up early to help her clean up...?
Is there such a huge difference in their physical qualities? Or is it that her skills are not up to par?
Qiu An...isn't she acting?
It seems I need to step up my training...in every aspect.
While I was thinking, Qiu An had already returned with soda water and a lip balm.
Ranlong got down to the ground with the help of the wall to do rehabilitation. When he saw the soda water in Qiu An's hand, his legs almost gave out and he knelt down again.
After having sex last night, she thought it was over, so she drank half a bottle of soda water to quench her thirst. Then Qiu An got even worse, and all the water she had just replenished flowed out again...
Qiu An noticed the change in her expression and asked her, "Don't you want soda? We have mineral water and orange juice at home. Or would you like coffee? Or some soy milk?"
"Uh, don't bother, soda water will do."
Suddenly hearing so much water, Ranlong felt as if somewhere in his body was resonating with moisture.
In her 24 years of life, this was the first time she realized how much she wanted. She'd fainted from being fucked last night, and this morning her legs were so weak she couldn't even walk, yet she still wanted more?
Totally shameless!
Ranlong finished drinking the water and applied lip balm.
When she handed the lipstick back, she said, "You should put some on too. The weather is dry in autumn and winter."
"Okay." Qiu An agreed, but closed the lipstick cap neatly.
A bad premonition came over her, and she asked in panic, "Aren't we supposed to put on lipstick?"
"Yeah, but I want to paint yours."
Qiu An kissed Ran Long back to the bed, and most of the lipstick she had just applied was instantly taken away, and it even rubbed onto her chin, neck, and collarbone, which didn't need moisturizing at all...
Ranlong really wanted to use hunger as an excuse, but perhaps because he ate too much last night, his stomach didn't sound the alarm, but his other mouth was hungry.
That doesn't make sense? You should have eaten everything you needed last night, right?
It's not good at noon, isn't it?
I felt ashamed, but my body was honest. So, the lipstick was wasted, and the water was wasted...
Just as the buttons were undone and the silk pajamas were almost torn, Qiu An's cell phone suddenly rang.
Qiu An didn't even look at the caller, he just hung up and wanted to continue, but the person on the other end was obviously stubborn and called back in an instant.
After two or three rounds of conversation, Ranlong pushed Qiu An and said, "You answer it first. It might be something urgent."
Qiu An had no choice but to take out his cell phone, put it on Ranlong's belly with the hands-free mode on, and then he snuggled back into her arms.
It turns out Qiu An also has this childish side. Ran Long smiled softly, and the phone rose and fell with her belly.
Then Sissi heard a burst of whispered laughter, one after another, definitely not from one person.
"Is Sister Qiu An here? Did I disturb your good time?"
"Yes." Qiu An said frankly.
"So are you still going to do your work today?"
"Can I not do it?"
"Sure, how about I be the boss?"
"You wish." Qiu An picked up his cell phone, stood up and concentrated on making the call.
Ranlong's arms suddenly became empty. She felt a little lost for a while, then buttoned her clothes silently and sensibly and began to reflect.
Why did she surrender so obediently when Qiu An pounced on her just now?
Not as good as others in technology, not as good as others in momentum, how come even awareness is not as good as others?
Didn’t you say you should exercise properly?
But if I don’t exercise, I can’t beat Qiu An, and if I can’t beat Qiu An, I can’t exercise... What should I do?
After Qiu An finished the call, he turned around and saw Ran Long staring at the phone with a frown, as if he had encountered some very difficult problem.
In fact, Ranlong was just searching for "how to fight back after being counterattacked", but the comments were full of nonsense like "just accept your fate", "why not just enjoy yourself", "the life of winning without effort is the happiest", etc. The more he read, the colder he felt.
Qiu An leaned over and pinched Ranlong's face. Ranlong felt a chill in his heart and closed the phone screen.
"Baby, I have to go out for work today and can't accompany you. You should have a good rest at home. I will ask Auntie to make lunch for you."
Ranlong looked at the schedule. Sister Hou assumed that she was also on vacation today, so she only scheduled work for tomorrow and after.
"Well, I have nothing to do today. But, would it be bad if my aunt saw me at your house?"
"Don't worry, Auntie won't say anything. But if you don't want to tell anyone, I can order takeout from a nearby hotel. As for Xixi... I'll pay her hush money."
Ranlong chuckled: "It's okay, no need to spend money, I don't mind, I wish the whole world knew."
"Okay then."
Qiu An changed her clothes and prepared to go out. Before leaving, she said to Ran Long, "Besides, this is your home too."
"Oh, okay..." Ranlong lowered his head to hide his hot cheeks.
What should I do? Qiu An seems to be very suitable for the role of a domineering boss...
Soft yet cool facial features, a smart shirt, a slim-fitting suit, simple yet sophisticated accessories… well-defined fingers, seemingly quite long…
“But the pillow princess is a princess,” “Salted fish is addictive if left alone for too long,” “Lying down feels good for a while, and lying down all the time feels good all the time.”
The comments she just browsed were like a devilish sound that pierced her ears and entangled Ranlong. Fortunately, she was determined and did not get contaminated by this gigolo culture!
She doesn't want to be a salted fish!
"You'll be back tonight, right?"
Qiu An glanced at his schedule without thinking and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be back."
Ranlong smiled slyly: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."
You have an afternoon to do your homework, so are you still worried that you can't counterattack Qiu An?
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