Be gentle

The three people stood at the door staring at each other, each with surprise on their faces.

Liang Junqiang coughed lightly, and a barely perceptible blush flashed across his tanned face. He subconsciously distanced himself from Huang Yali, who was standing very close to him, and laughed dryly, "Of course I'm surprised!"

He thought that he didn't have anyone at home to dare to say such disgusting love words to Huang Yali, but who could have guessed that Liang Qingqing would come back without saying a word. Looking at her expression, she must have heard their conversation.

"That's good."

Liang Qingqing's smile deepened as she saw Liang Junqiang's little movements. Perhaps people have a bad taste, and she just likes to see honest people embarrassed.

Her eyes swept over the two of them, and finally landed on Huang Yali. This was the first time she saw Huang Yali after the training in the county. She was wearing a beautiful indigo-colored braid, with long hair braided into a pigtail and hanging down in front of her chest. She seemed a little shy, with a rosy cheek and a large red patch on the tip of her ear.

Liang Qingqing really didn't expect that her second brother and Yali would have such a fate. When she first heard the news from Fan Yanxing, her jaw almost dropped, and she thought he was joking. It was not until she heard Liang Junqiang admit it in person that she dared to believe it.

It is a good story that they can be together.

She is 10,000% confident in the character of both of them. In the future, their life will not be perfect, but it will definitely be loving and happy.

"Ya Li, what happened to my second brother's hand?"

Hearing this, seeing Liang Qingqing change the subject, Huang Ya Li breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "He has been learning craftsmanship from a carpenter recently. He injured his hand while grinding. I just accompanied him to the health center to apply medicine. It's not serious."

"Fortunately, it's not serious." Liang Qingqing glanced at Liang Junqiang's hand. The wound was wrapped in gauze. There was a little blood on it, but not much. Hearing Huang Ya Li say that it was not serious, she was relieved. Then her attention was attracted by another thing. She asked in confusion: "Learning craftsmanship from a carpenter?"

"Well, this matter is also thanks to you and Yan Xing." Liang Junqiang and Huang Ya Li looked at each other and narrowed their eyes.

"Ah?" This made Liang Qingqing confused. How could it be related to her and Fan Yan Xing?

"Yanxing ordered a lot of furniture from a carpenter in the village and asked me to help keep an eye on it. After a while, I thought this job was pretty good, so I wanted to learn it. He was reluctant to accept me as an apprentice at first. If you didn't spend a lot of money, he probably wouldn't even bother with me." Liang Junqiang smiled helplessly. "

So that's how it is." Liang Qingqing nodded in sudden realization, "It's a good thing to learn a skill. It's better to make a living from it than to work."

"I thought so too. Yali also supports me in doing this." Liang Junqiang secretly glanced at Huang Yali, and the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow, but he quickly retracted his gaze after just one glance, looked at Liang Qingqing and said, "Why did you come back today? Didn't you go to work?"

"I just came back from a business trip. The bureau gave me a few days off, so I came back to see you. I also bought some specialties that you can't buy here. I'll share them with everyone later." Liang Qingqing winked playfully, "I received wages and bonuses this month. The amount is not small. Everyone has a gift, so don't be polite to me."

These two words stopped them from talking. Seeing Liang Qingqing's smiling face, Liang Junqiang and Huang Yali looked at each other and tacitly chose not to spoil the fun. They stood at the door and chatted for a while. Liang Qingqing had been rushing for the whole morning and felt a little sleepy, so she went back to her room to sleep.

Liang Junqiang originally wanted to go to the field to inform Ma Xiuzhi and the others about Liang Qingqing's return, but she stopped him because it was not long before the end of the work. There was no point in calling them now. It would be better to wait for them to come back and give them a surprise.

But before Ma Xiuzhi and the others arrived, Fan Yanxing arrived first. He hurried back and was sweating when he arrived at Liang's house, which scared Liang Junqiang and Huang Yali who were sitting in the main hall.

"Where's Qingqing?" Fan Yanxing panted and swept the main hall. He didn't see Liang Qingqing, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He only learned about her return after he returned to the Finance Bureau from outside, so he asked for leave immediately.

"She said she was sleepy and was resting in the room." Huang Yali quickly got up and poured a glass of water for Fan Yanxing, but he was in no mood to drink it. He wiped his face, said thank you, and said, "I'll go see her."

After that, without waiting for their reaction, he walked towards Liang Qingqing without stopping.

"Isn't this inappropriate?" Huang Yali looked hesitantly at the direction where Fan Yanxing disappeared, and opened her mouth in some astonishment. They were alone in the room before getting married. This matter was not in accordance with the rules no matter how you looked at it.

Liang Junqiang was used to this kind of thing and just turned a blind eye to it, so he had the leisure to comfort Huang Yali, "Anyway, they are getting married soon, let's just pretend we didn't see it."

Huang Yali nodded, then turned her head and looked at Liang Junqiang with a slightly raised lip, "Then how about we go to your room too?"

Hearing this, Liang Junqiang swallowed his saliva, feeling like he was lifting a stone to drop on his foot, but at the same time a secret pleasure spread in his heart. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he heard her use her words to stop him from saying the next word, "Anyway, we are getting married soon."

When the breeze blew into the main room, it was already empty.

Fan Yanxing hurried to the door of Liang Qingqing's room. When he was about to knock on the door, he found that it was not closed. He pushed it lightly and it opened. He felt nervous when he saw her again after not seeing her for several days. His heart was beating fast. He took several deep breaths before he had the courage to walk in through the gap in the door.

The door was completely closed with a creaking sound. The figure on the bed immediately noticed it. She turned her head and met a pair of familiar eyes. She sat up in surprise, "Why are you back?"

"I asked for leave after receiving the message you left." Fan Yanxing originally just wanted to sit in the room and wait for her to wake up, but he didn't expect to wake her up. He couldn't help but frowned in annoyance, "Did I wake you?"

Liang Qingqing shook her head. She didn't fall asleep at all. She was just lying on the bed thinking about something. Otherwise, this slight movement wouldn't wake her at all. "I didn't sleep."

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing breathed a sigh of relief. He walked quickly to the bed in two or three steps and sat down. He looked at her left and right, then pinched her cheek and sighed, "You've lost weight."

"How have you lost weight?" Liang Qingqing slapped his hand away, then rubbed her face that was pinched and hurt, and groaned, "You lied with your eyes open."

Fan Yanxing did not argue with her about whether he had lost weight or not. He directly reached out and hugged him in his arms, buried his head in her shoulder, and the voice that came out of his lips was hoarse and tender, "Qingqing, I haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me?"

She was uncomfortable with the hot breath he exhaled, and the itchiness made her shrink back subconsciously, but her arms were wrapped around his waist. She whispered warmly, "How can I not miss you."

After saying that, he paused and sighed, "Long-distance relationships are so hard to endure. No wonder so many people break up because they can't stand it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man in front of her suddenly raised his head with a frown, "We won't break up."

The words were very certain, without any hesitation, but there was a hint of caution and uneasiness in his eyes, as if he was afraid of hearing a different answer from her mouth. Such an insecure look made Liang Qingqing stroke his back gently and raise her voice to comfort him.

"Of course we won't break up. There's an old saying that goes, 'distance creates beauty.' I think seeing each other every day is good, but it's bound to get boring after a while."

But these words not only failed to comfort Fan Yanxing, but made his brows furrow even tighter. He looked like the sky was falling, "Will you get bored with me?"

"..."

Liang Qingqing suddenly felt like she was talking to a deaf person. After three seconds of silence, she could only hold her forehead and said helplessly, "What I mean is that no matter what the situation is, each has its own advantages. As long as you don't cheat, don't commit domestic violence, and don't change your heart, we won't break up, and we won't get divorced in the future."

Having said that, if Fan Yanxing still insists on being stubborn, then there's nothing she can do.

Fortunately, Fan Yanxing stared at her suspiciously for a long time, and then nodded, but then shook his head, "You can rest assured that I will never do anything to let you down."

"Qingqing, I just like us to be together every day. It would be even better if I could see you all the time."

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing looked at Fan Yanxing strangely. Why didn't she see that he was a clingy little goblin before? He had a cold and noble face, but he said such disgusting words.

The contrast was full, but she liked it very much.

"Okay, I got it." She bent her lips slightly, wrapped her hands around his neck, and glanced at him coquettishly. This glance caused the situation to change uncontrollably. Fan Yanxing held the back of her head and kissed her lips fiercely, as if he was using his actions to declare the credibility of his words. The

hot breath blended into the air, tinged with a hint of ambiguity that continued to ferment until it completely exploded.

Liang Qingqing sat astride his legs, tilted her neck to accept his kiss, and their lips and tongues intertwined. After a while, a small section of her white waist slipped out of the fabric of her clothes, and the next second, his bony fingers fell on it, leaving red marks on it.

"Be gentle, it hurts a little."

The vague words only made him pause for a moment, and then he moved his position, lifted up the deeper clothes, pressed Wang Yuan on the red beads, and pressed his body down. She could only lie on the bed powerlessly, her long black hair scattered all over the pillow, emitting a faint scent of gardenia.

"Did you change your shampoo?" Different from the voice just now, the current voice has become low and hoarse, with an undisguised charm.

She nodded, her body trembling, she felt that the things in front of her began to become empty, not very real, her mind was in a daze and fell into chaos, she wanted to grab his hand, but was restrained and unable to move.

The coolness climbed up between her legs, and she subconsciously crossed her legs.

"Good boy, let go."

Liang Qingqing bit her lower lip, breathed in quietly, blinked her long eyelashes again and again, and pushed his head expectantly and resisted, "I didn't wash it..."