"Are you going to listen to me or not?" Liang Qingqing 's

mouth clenched, her eyelashes drooped, and she was about to cry in front of him.

Seeing this, Fan Yanxing clearly felt that his throat was tightly strangled by a pair of invisible hands. He couldn't say no for a long time. The joints around her waist began to turn white, and finally he patted her back as if he had given up.

"You say, I'll listen."

She knew he wouldn't refuse her. Liang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at the emotions that Fan Yanxing was trying to suppress between his eyebrows, a trace of reluctance and discomfort flashed through her heart, but the arrow had to be shot, and giving up halfway would only add an unstable bomb to the future.

It was true that the original owner had liked Su Jinchuan, and those pursuit behaviors really happened. No matter how much she denied it, no matter how much he didn't want to listen, it couldn't be erased.

She couldn't explain to Fan Yanxing that "she" was not "she", so she had to swallow this humiliation no matter what.

Liang Qingqing knew that Fan Yanxing was not such a person without measure. The reason why he tied his emotions to her that day was, after all, that the fact that the original owner had chased after Su Jinchuan for so long had left a thorn in his heart. If it wasn't removed now, it would only hurt more when it was mentioned in the future. After all, it was a hidden danger, so it was better to take this opportunity to make a break.

Furthermore, even with Fan Yanxing's promise, she was still worried. She had to set some rules today, otherwise if he got jealous in the future and took his anger out on her, she would not be able to live like this! She knew her face and figure better than anyone else, and she knew that she would have more peach blossoms in the future.

That's why she stopped coaxing him halfway and became angry instead, just to keep the initiative in her own hands.

"Don't be so serious." Seeing Fan Yanxing's ugly face, Liang Qingqing coughed lightly, softened her voice, and poked his cheek with her index finger. It was a little soft, which was completely different from the rest of his body. It felt good, so she couldn't help but poked it again.

"Then how can I still laugh?" Fan Yanxing let her poke him on the face, as if he had no temper, but his eyes were deep and his tone was so cold.

Liang Qingqing awkwardly withdrew her hand, and put herself in his shoes. If her boyfriend talked about the girls he liked in front of her, she would not be able to laugh.

Not only did Fan Yanxing not like to listen to this topic, Liang Qingqing also did not like to talk about it, so she simply condensed the long speech in her mind into a few sentences, put her fingers in front of him, pinched the edge of her fingernails and made a gesture.

"It's just a little bit of my thoughts, but that's because I'm blind. After meeting you, I realized what true love is and who is the type I really like."

"I've lost interest in him for a long time. You're so smart, you must have seen it."

Liang Qingqing used an affirmative sentence, not a question.

Fan Yanxing raised his eyebrows, rubbed his fingertips habitually, and his eyes fell on her lips. This little mouth always knew how to make him happy. She was right. He had indeed seen that she didn't have the same passion for Su Jinchuan as before, so he was willing to fall into her gentleness.

Otherwise, he didn't have nothing to do and was looking for trouble. How could he like a woman who had another man in her heart?

"And you know who I like now, right?"

Her beautiful big eyes flickered as she stared into the depths of his pupils with obvious expectation and joy, yet also a little nervous. Her long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled, and every tremble touched his heart.

The voice rolled around his lips and was a little hoarse when it came out, "I want to hear you say it."

Liang Qingqing pulled down the hand that was hooked on his neck, and the distance between them became closer in an instant. She leaned against his earlobe and rubbed it gently with her teeth. Her eyes flashed, and she said in a serious tone: "It's you I like, Fan Yanxing."

The shallow warm breath sprayed on the skin, but it was not as scorching as these words. Suddenly, a touch of red spread from the earlobe up and down, and soon his whole body was as red as a cooked shrimp.

The jealousy and discomfort in his heart suddenly disappeared, and were replaced by a touch of ecstasy. Fan Yanxing took a few deep breaths and finally controlled the throbbing in his limbs. But this little devil was restless. Not to mention the big white legs rubbing against his legs, she kept muttering in her mouth.

"I want to stick with you every day, kiss, hug and lift you up, but you got angry with me just because I looked at others a few more times. You are so petty. Humph, you have to thank me for my good temper and forgive you generously, otherwise you will lose me."

"If you are jealous, just be jealous. Why keep it in your heart? If you hold it in, I will be heartbroken."

"Hey, even if I'm jealous and angry, someone has to run to the mountain to see the peaches, just for me..."

Before he could finish the rest of his words, everyone was involved in the conversation. Liang Qingqing groaned in surprise, her body went limp, and she paralyzed in his arms. All she could hear was a warning in anger and gritting her teeth: "It's good to know."

The door was closed and the room was hot. His fingertips seemed to be on fire, slowly climbing up from the ankles, leaving bursts of shivers on the smooth calves and thighs. When they passed through the pile of trousers and landed on the thin cloth, Liang Qingqing's breathing tightened and her body shook even more violently.

The territory that has not been touched by others is always extra sensitive. She subconsciously tried to touch it, and her white jade-like fingertips were stained with a layer of pink.

"No, don't." She was so scared that her face turned red and pale.

Fortunately, Fan Yanxing did not intend to cross the line. He was just trying to scare her. Who asked her to set up such a big chess game and wait for him to fall into the trap? But he noticed it and was still willing to bite. He was

almost having a heart attack because of her words.

It didn't make sense that he should be the only one to suffer.

If you can't touch this place, you can always touch other places.

Feeling Fan Yanxing take his hand away from there, Liang Qingqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the next second her heart was hanging again. The man's fingers brushed across her waist, stayed at the waist for a few seconds, and then touched up.

"Fan, Fan Yan..." With her lips and teeth blocked, she could only make unclear sounds. Her head was overwhelmed by the kissing method. Her soft fingers climbed up his wrist in an attempt to grab it out, but in the end it was in vain.

"Be good, call Yanxing brother."

Before she could take a breath of fresh air, not only her lips were bitten, but also the soft part under her collarbone.

She knew that he would not ignore the flattering title just now. Even if he forgot it at that time, he could pick it up now.

Liang Qingqing breathed quickly, and her long eyelashes raised in panic. She looked at the man in front of her with his eyes tightly closed. He looked so serious and sanctimonious. If it weren't for the big hands that were making trouble, she would definitely be fooled.

She knew she couldn't stop his hand, so she pushed his chest instead, and her two long legs kept kicking. Beichi even found the right opportunity to bite his tongue, but this man seemed to have eyes all over his body. Whatever she wanted to do in the last second, he would stop her in the next second.

She was so angry that her eyes turned red. Her tears made her eyelashes stick to silk threads. The corners of her eyes were red, and even the tip of her small nose was red. She looked extremely pitiful.

Fan Yanxing had tasted the sweetness, so he couldn't bear to see her cry. He softened his strength and kissed away the two tears that were about to fall from her eyes. Something came to his mind, and he coaxed her softly, "In two days, the snow cream I asked someone to buy in Beijing will arrive."

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing was stunned for a moment, hesitated for two seconds, and hooked her shoulder, stammering and repeating, "Snow cream, for me?"

She remembered that he had promised her that he would buy it for her at the gate of the educated youth center that day, and he really bought it, and it was almost delivered to her without a sound.

"Or else?" Fan Yanxing glanced at her with a smile. He had originally intended to give her this thing as a surprise, but now that she had been made to cry, he had to bring it out in advance.

"Are you so happy?" She had just wanted to run away, but when she heard about the vanishing cream, she actually came up to her on her own initiative.

His hand slipped out from the corner of her clothes and pinched the soft flesh beside her cheek unhappily. His fingers were very good-looking, beautiful but not effeminate. The fingertips were a little thin, and it would hurt a little when they touched the skin.

When Liang Qingqing saw his hands, she remembered his light or heavy kneading and kneading just now, and she was too embarrassed to raise her head.

"I knew that brother Yanxing was good to me." After hearing his words, Liang Qingqing showed obvious joy on her face, and her beautiful eyes no longer had tears, but narrowed into a crescent shape.

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing's eyes, which had been somewhat clear, became dark again, covered by his dense eyelashes, and his voice was gradually coaxing: "Then kiss again?"

Liang Qingqing's smile froze, and she laughed dryly twice, and said in a negotiating tone: "I still have to read the script, how about next time?"

"This time is this time, and next time is next time." Fan Yanxing didn't buy her trick, and held her waist, "Read the script later, it won't delay anything."

"..."

Their breaths intertwined, some things are destined to be inevitable.

After this incident, the relationship between the two did not change on the surface, but there was a drastic change inside.

Since the next day was a holiday, Fan Yanxing had to hurry up and write down the situation in Taoshan, so in fact, the two did not fool around for too long.

Liang Qingqing sat on the edge of the bed, her trouser legs and collar were neatly arranged by someone, not a single bit of skin was exposed, she touched her chest somewhat unnaturally, the burning itchiness there had disappeared, but a wrinkle remained to remind her of what had just happened.

The blush on her cheeks deepened a little, she took a deep breath, calmed down her mood, and then took out a White Rabbit candy from her pocket, peeling the candy wrapper leisurely.

I couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, who knew that this question was just digging a hole for myself.

"Why didn't you write a few days ago?"

After asking, she saw Fan Yanxing raised his head from the table and glanced at her, with the corners of his lips raised, forming a seemingly sarcastic arc: "My target is avoiding me, how can I have the mood to write?"

Liang Qingqing almost bit her tongue and laughed awkwardly, "You continue, I want to read the script."

As she spoke, she stuffed the white candy into her mouth. Her red lips were still a little swollen, and even a few unhealed tooth marks could be seen. Fan Yanxing took a deep look at her before retracting his gaze.