Chaos

The kang in the north was very warm. Liang Qingqing was only wearing a thin nightgown when she lay on it. The buttons came undone after Fan Yanxing grabbed them a few times. The collar fell to her elbows, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, especially between his hot lips and tongue. In a trance, it seemed as if a strong and mellow liquid slid through her mouth and moistened her throat, burning and painful. Liang Qingqing felt that she was about to be intoxicated by him, and her breathing became increasingly difficult.

Just when she wanted to reach out and push him away, the man in front of her suddenly let her go.

She finally had a chance to catch her breath, and immediately looked up at him, and saw that he was quickly taking off his clothes, and in the blink of an eye, only the innermost shirt was left. Only then did she realize that the thin fabric had been soaked through and torn into pieces by him.

The man was drunk, and the shrewdness between his eyebrows was washed away. There was a faint red on his cheeks, and his eyes were slightly drunk. His blurred eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy white mist, and his eyelids were drooping. When he saw her looking at him, he smiled with his lips pursed, and with his disheveled state, he looked evil and sexy.

She pinched the round buttons with her fingertips and unbuttoned them one by one, revealing her strong chest and abdominal muscles. Her mermaid line extended into the black underwear. Her eyes naturally fell on the size that had a strong presence. Thinking of his awesomeness, she swallowed subconsciously.

Before she could come to her senses, the man opened the quilt, pulled her ankle and dragged her towards him. Liang Qingqing was not paying attention for a moment and suddenly cried out in surprise. The book that was deformed by her hand finally fell to the floor with a muffled sound.

The two of them were tightly pressed together through a thin layer of pajamas. Liang Qingqing looked at the strong naked body in front of her, and two red spots appeared on the tips of her ears. This was the first time she saw Fan Yanxing drunk. She didn't expect him to be so wild. He didn't say a word and just went straight to her.

Although he was usually the same, she clearly felt something different today.

The word "danger" kept echoing in her mind, but when she figured it out and was ready to escape, it was too late. Her waist was firmly restrained, and the slightly rough palm only needed to rub her skin twice to disrupt her breathing.

The slight tingling sensation from her waist made her involuntarily straighten her legs and curl her toes. Her rosy cheeks were more charming, and her voluptuous lips were like red cherries tempting him to pick them. He narrowed his eyes, and his eyes darkened completely. He leaned down and pinched her jaw and bit it.

Liang Qingqing's hand climbed up his back. This place was broad and thick, with clear grooves. Every muscle was as beautiful as if it was carved out, and it could also give people a strong sense of security.

"You are drunk."

"No."

"You are lying."

"Silly girl, how can you get up when you are drunk?" At most, he drank a little more than usual, and his head was a little dizzy, but he was far from being drunk.

A tender and long voice rang in his ear. The next second after he finished speaking, Liang Qingqing's nails slowly dug into his skin, and her brows wrinkled. Just as she adjusted, she was lifted up by him. Her white and trembling legs wrapped around his thin waist, and she fell into an even more chaotic scene.

"What are you doing? Come out, come out." Liang Qingqing slapped Fan Yanxing's arm weakly, and her chin rested on his neck. In order to suppress the hum that was about to come out, she couldn't help but bite his collarbone.

Fan Yanxing groaned, "Relax, you're biting me to death."

Bite, bite...

Liang Qingqing's face was red as blood, and she felt that this "bite" was not the same as that "bite". Because of Fan Yanxing's shamelessness in this regard, she thought he was talking about the latter. For a moment, she not only did not relax, but became more nervous.

"Qingqing, really, I'm going to die." The sweat on his forehead dripped slowly along his angular jaw and fell into the corners of her eyes, mixed with tears and sank into the temples.

She was going to die. Every step she took, she had this feeling, a suffocating feeling that penetrated the soul, making people's eyes go white and then paralyzed.

"Soaked." But he had to report in real time in her ear, and she was so angry that she couldn't help but slap him, but she ignored her current state. The slap was light and fluttery, not like hitting someone, but more like caressing.

A chuckle sounded in her ear, the magnetic voice was hoarse, and the ending tone of joy rose. Liang Qingqing didn't need to look up to imagine his complacent expression at the moment.

He always had this ability to make her angry from time to time.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to "torture" her for a long time. After he consciously withdrew, he picked her up and walked forward. It was not until she saw the steaming hot spring in front of her that Liang Qingqing understood his plan. Her actions were faster than her brain. Without hesitation, she was about to break away from his arms and run into the house.

"I've soaked in the hot springs during the day, so I don't want to soak

again." "Take another bath, be good, and just keep me company."

What can you use to keep me company? Your life? Liang Qingqing shook her head like a wave drum, but he knew how to play tricks on her. When she got a rejection, he didn't panic at all. Instead, he stared at her with burning eyes. His handsome profile under the dim light was like a fairy in the dark night, dignified and seductive, and he hooked her into the trap he had set long ago step by step.

"I don't know when we can soak in the hot springs next time. Qingqing, don't you want to seize the time to experience it once?"

His arms around her gradually tightened, as if he had grasped her little thoughts and could easily shake her firm ideas.

Fan Yanxing was right. After missing this time, I don't know when the next time will be.

What would it be like to be in a hot spring?

Liang Qingqing couldn't imagine it, but once curiosity arises, it will continue to grow until the truth is revealed.

The moment her body entered the hot spring water, a tall figure that was hotter than the water came up from behind. Liang Qingqing propped her arms on a thick towel on the shore, with her long hair tied up, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone. She

was softly pressed against the stone wall, and because of the hot water, she didn't feel cold at all.

The caress of the hot water, the panic, the frowning and whimpering, all turned into an indescribable beauty.

The two did not dare to fool around in the hot spring water for too long, and soon returned to the bed wrapped in a large towel. However, the process was even more unsightly than being in the water. They walked the same way back as they came.

The thought of life being worse than death swayed in their steps, and finally continued until the sky turned white.

This night was crazier than ever before. Fan Yanxing used the "intoxication" to coax her into doing many things she had never tried before, to the point where she felt too embarrassed to face anyone just thinking about it after she sobered up.

Liang Qingqing looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, and tried to endure it again and again, but finally couldn't help it. She kicked the man sleeping on the edge of the bed down with one foot, and turned over with a look of annoyance, "Send Chu Qi away, I don't have the strength to go back."

When you kick someone, the force is not light.

Fan Yanxing rubbed his aching buttocks, covered her with a quilt, and then wiped his dusty body with a towel before quickly putting on his clothes and opening the door.

Chu Qi, who was standing outside the door, was about to knock on the door for the third time when the door was opened from the inside.

What came into view was a refreshed face, which looked like it had experienced something good. Chu Qi, who was not married yet, was naive and did not understand that this was a man's expression of satisfaction. Seeing this, she asked a question, but the other party perfunctorily changed the subject: "I'll be back in the afternoon, you go eat first."

"Ah? Didn't you say yesterday that you would be back this morning?" That's why he came to knock on the door so early.

Fan Yanxing touched the tip of his nose and said, "The situation has changed. I'll call you when I go back this afternoon."

Hearing this, Chu Qi could only nod and said, "Then I'll go find them to have dinner together. Do you want to join us?"

"Don't worry about us. Just go and eat."

After watching Chu Qi leave, Fan Yanxing closed the door and went back into the room. He waited until his body was warmer before he dared to lift a corner of the quilt and slowly moved inside. As soon as he put his big hand on it, it was slapped down. He did not give up and did it two or three times in a row. Finally, he got her impatient scolding, "Get out, are you annoying or not?"

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing was not annoyed. Instead, he curled his lips and said, "You won't be cold if you hold me while sleeping."

This time she seemed too lazy to care about him. She didn't move or say anything.

Fan Yanxing held her tightly, and only dared to move his hand from her waist up after hearing her slow and steady breathing, and finally fell asleep contentedly holding the place where he used to hold her.

The two of them slept until dinner time, and after hurriedly going to the restaurant to fill their stomachs, they called Chu Qi and set off on the return journey.

After arriving home, everyone in the family was ready to rest. After asking them if the trip was fun, they returned to the room. Since Liang Qing didn't eat much in the afternoon, she felt a little hungry after taking a bath, so Fan Yanxing went downstairs to cook her a bowl of noodles.

"We'll go back to Changbei the day after tomorrow. Will we visit the Forbidden City and climb the Great Wall tomorrow?" Fan Yanxing put two bowls of noodles on the dining table and asked as he handed her chopsticks.

Liang Qingqing nodded in agreement. This was something they had discussed long ago, but they had been busy with various things and had not finished it until the penultimate day.

The next morning, they went out after breakfast. The area around the Forbidden City was always crowded with people. Every few steps, there were guards in military coats standing guard to maintain order. It looked very safe.

Liang Qingqing ate a string of candied haws and looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest. Each alley seemed similar, but in fact, they had their own unique style. Unlike the commercialized style of later generations, the streets now have more life atmosphere.

From time to time, people passed by on bicycles, little girls with pigtails ran around holding colorful windmills, old men in big cotton jackets gathered under the trees to play chess, and old women sat together to eat melon seeds and chat...

Liang Qingqing saw that many people were making snowmen in an open space somewhere, so she pulled Fan Yanxing to join in. Unlike in Daping Village, the snow here was thick and white, and it didn't take much effort to make a big snowball.

She asked him to shape the snowball into a round shape, and she looked for the snowman's nose, eyes, and mouth everywhere...

They divided the work and cooperated, and soon made a big and beautiful snowman, which attracted several people to watch.