Qi Yunyi rushed over and snatched the book.
"Xingxing, you're not doing your job properly. This is the kind of book you should be reading."
Qi Yunyi picked up a book from the bookshelf at random and stuffed it into his hand.
Qi Yunyi only reads what she is interested in, unlike Song Xinglan, who uses reading as a pastime to pass the time and is not picky about any book.
Therefore, she would not pay attention to what books were on Song Xinglan's bookshelf, especially since many of them were original versions.
Song Xinglan put his eyes on his hand, saw the title clearly, and looked at her: "Are you sure?"
It was obvious that what he said was wrong, and Qi Yunyi looked down.
All letters.
She simply asked directly: "Is there anything wrong with this book?"
"The book describes the content of love and indebtedness. Do you think this is what I should read?"
Why would this kind of book appear on Song Xinglan's bookshelf?
Without waiting for Qi Yunyi to understand this, Song Xinglan untied his tie, threw it on the sofa, pulled Qi Yunyi over and kissed her.
When the long kiss that nearly suffocated Qi Yunyi ended, he rested his chin on the top of her head and said in a joyful voice, "I think reading is more practical than practice."
“I don’t want to practice with you.”
The boy raised an eyebrow, looking a bit rogue under the light: "Are you sure you don't want to practice with me?"
He lowered his head and planted a dense stream of kisses on the girl's face. Afterwards, he asked her, "If not with me, who do you want to be with?"
"You keep kissing me. You never did this before."
Qi Yunyi protested.
Why doesn't she always kiss him, but he always kisses himself?
"Well, you weren't my girlfriend before."
"Then let's divide..."
This time the kiss was a little rough. When they separated, before she could complain, she saw the boy's cold and deep eyes.
Qi Yunyi coughed: "I mean, we should separate a little, distance, distance, understand?"
She didn't want to break up.
"Coix."
"Um?"
"I like you so much."
"Me too."
Qi Yunyi knew that he probably thought she was going to say break up, which would probably make him feel uncomfortable, so she patted his back soothingly, intermittently.
That is, while patting, my hand accidentally touched my lower abdomen.
As soon as she put her hand on him, the boy's body suddenly tensed up.
Qi Yunyi noticed the changes in his body and quickly withdrew her hand.
"I just wanted to touch my abs, nothing more."
"Um."
A very low and hoarse "hmm".
What are you doing in such a bad mood?
Qi Yunyi withdrew her hand, but was still held by him.
After being held for a while, Qi Yunyi began to feel sleepy. She couldn't help but say, "So, how long are you going to hold me? Xingxing, you're so clingy."
"If you don't stick to me, then I'll have to stick to you."
Qi Yunyi began to argue: "It's not that I don't cling to you, I'm just afraid that you will think I'm too clingy and won't like me as much. I'm also giving you the appropriate space and freedom. How can you misinterpret my sincerity towards you?"
He looked at her quietly, with an expression that said, "I'm listening carefully to your excuses."
Qi Yunyi blinked her eyes and tried to pout to look cute, but just as she was pouting, the boy lowered his head and took another bite of her pouting lips.
It was as if she wasn't just pouting to be cute, but asking for a kiss.
After finishing chewing, Song Xinglan spoke, his voice still low and hoarse, with a strong sense of guilt.
"It's so sweet, did you eat candy?"
"No, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I was born with a sweet tongue."
"Then I'll have to taste it more."
Qi Yunyi covered her mouth, and his kiss fell on the back of her hand.
"But I don't want you to taste it. You're not sweet."
After saying this, he lowered his eyes, looking sad and upset.
Beauty can sometimes be really misleading. When your boyfriend is extraordinarily handsome, you simply cannot bear to see him look sad.
Qi Yunyi was just like that. She was about to make up for what she had just said, but Song Xinglan, who had a look of aggrieved, sad and heartbroken cat in the last second, took out a White Rabbit milk candy from his pocket and put it in his mouth in the next second.
He ate the toffee and kissed her again.
This time Qi Yunyi did not block him. Not only did she not block him, she also responded to him enthusiastically.
As a result, the two of them became increasingly unstable, but still did not take the next step.
After calming his breath, he curled his lips: "Is it sweet now?"
Qi Yunyi gave him a kiss, very considerately: "It's sweet."
"Would you like to try it again?"
"No, no, I just took a shower and haven't blow-dried my hair yet."
I almost forgot this. Her hair was still damp, and it was pulled over to be roughened.
It can’t be astringent.
Qi Yunyi spoke righteously, pushed away Song Xinglan's arms, and went to find a hair dryer.
Song Xinglan came over, took the hair dryer from her hand, and skillfully helped her blow dry her hair.
After her hair dried, Qi Yunyi ran to her room with her book in her arms.
She looks like a scumbag who only treats her boyfriend as a tool and throws him away after using him.
Song Xinglan laughed, especially when he saw the girl's blushing face, his smile became more and more joyful until he laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, I'll beat you up."
Qi Yunyi's voice came from the room.
Song Xinglan obediently stopped laughing, took off his coat and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
There was no sound outside, so Qi Yunyi quietly opened the door again. She didn't see anyone, but she heard some movement coming from the bathroom.
With the light on in the bathroom door, you can see the shadow of a person reflected on the door.
Qi Yunyi just happened to see the figure reflected on the door taking off his shirt swiftly, revealing his beautiful body.
She covered her mouth to stifle the exclamation that was about to come out.
The last time she had a handsome man bathe, it was Wen Xu, but that was someone else's boyfriend, Qi Yunyi didn't pay attention. This time it was her own boyfriend, this was really...
Where's my camera?
Someone, bring me my camera.
After hesitating for a while between the two options of whether to get the camera or not, Qi Yunyi decided not to get it.
In just a short while, the figure had taken off all his clothes and left. When she came back with her camera, there was nothing left.
It’s better to satisfy yourself first and don’t miss this visual feast.
Qi Yunyi held her face for a while, and as soon as the sound of water stopped, she immediately ran back to her room.
A typical person who is both bad at it and loves to play.
The door was not closed, but he looked like he had just come out and bumped into Song Xinglan, who was only wearing pants.
Qi Yunyi raised her hand to cover her eyes, but the fingers of the hand covering her eyes were a little wide apart.
It is so big that it completely exposes the eyes, and there is no difference whether it is blocked or not.
"I'll get the water."
Qi Yunyi found an excuse and passed him by.
When I came back with the water, my boyfriend was wiping his hair with a towel. His hair was short, and it was half dry in just two wipes.
She passed by, took one more look at the fresh and beautiful body, and then went into her room.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
