Water Light

From where they stood, they could see the bright moon in the night sky through the narrow door. The stars were shining, but they were not as bright as the friendship in each other's eyes. The ambiguity of wanting to refuse but also wanting to welcome was fermenting.

Just when Liang Qingqing thought Fan Yanxing was going to do something, he silently moved his eyes away first and said casually, "I'll help you get the water. You go find some clothes first."

She was stunned for a moment, and her rapidly beating heart slowly returned to calm. She couldn't tell whether she was relieved or disappointed. She curled her lips, and the smile was really a bit forced. After nodding in response, she turned around and walked quickly out of the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the yard, she heard the cicadas on the treetops playing songs non-stop. She should have liked this kind of rural sound, but now she felt inexplicably irritated when she heard it.

Liang Qingqing took a deep breath, stood at the door and took off the braid that had been tied for a day. Her long hair like a waterfall instantly spread to her waist. Her black hair, red lips, and upturned fox eyes were slightly closed, bringing a thrilling charm. It

didn't take much time to go back to the room to get clothes. When she slowly walked to the backyard, Fan Yanxing was helping her carry the last bucket of water. She walked into the bathroom and put the clothes on the rack. She heard the sound of water slowly hitting the big wooden barrel, mixed with the slightly heavy breathing that did not belong to her.

The bathroom was not very spacious. There was a large wooden barrel in it, so there was not much space for the shelves and chairs. The distance between the two was very close, so close that she could touch his skin with just two steps forward.

The wind from outside the door blew in, disturbing the candles on the shelf, but fortunately they only shook twice and did not go out.

Liang Qingqing raised her eyes and looked in his direction. He had his back to her. The man's arms and hands were holding the bucket. Because of the force, the muscles on them were tightly stretched, and the veins were clearly bulging. Every inch of the arc was filled with the smell of hormones.

The fingers pressing the edge of the bucket were as beautiful as ever, thin and slender, with nails trimmed round and clean, and slightly curved joints. Just by looking

at them, you can tell that these are warm hands with vigorous power. Liang Qingqing stared at them and lost herself in thought. She didn't even know when the sound of water stopped. A low laugh brought her back to her senses. She raised her head suddenly and bumped into a pair of deep eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Seeing the teasing in them, a blush crept up her face, and soon burned to the tips of her ears and neck. Her fair skin was faintly pink because of embarrassment. She breathed carefully and tried her best to control her emotions, fearing that he would hear the deafening heartbeat.

She subconsciously took a step back, and when she spoke again, her voice was stuttering and a little hoarse, "You, you go out first, I'm going to take a shower."

Fan Yanxing held the empty bucket in one hand, tilted his head and stared at her, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his lips, raised his other hand and touched the short hair, which seemed a little prickly, he just touched it twice and put it down, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Long legs walked towards the outside, and the second he turned around, Liang Qingqing could finally let her heart beat freely, and the inexplicable... heartbeat.

But before she could completely relax, the friction sound of the fabric when walking suddenly disappeared, she looked over in confusion, and saw Fan Yanxing standing motionless at the door. Before she could ask, the tall figure quickly approached in her wide eyes.

The bucket hit the ground with a not-so-heavy sound, completely covering up the scream from her throat.

The hands that she had been staring at for a long time passed through her soft black hair and pinched the soft flesh at the back of her neck, forcing her to raise her head. As if offering her red lips voluntarily, he lowered his head slightly and kissed her.

The strong attack was too sudden. Before she could react, she was picked up by Tengkong. The door closed and her back was pressed against the wooden board. The cold touch made her shiver subconsciously, and she subconsciously hugged the scalding heat source that was so close.

"Fan Yan..."

Before she could finish the last word, the owner of the name clamped her jaw. He kissed her hard, his teeth grinding her lips, which made her feel numb and painful at the same time.

The heat moved from her lips to her earlobes, neck, and then stopped at her collarbone. Feeling the slightly heavy breathing of the man in front of her, Liang Qingqing's eyelashes trembled even more.

Liang Qingqing unconsciously reached out to block it, but was restrained by the man's strong arms. Her breathing became heavier and heavier. Her five fingers curled up uncontrollably, as if she wanted to grab something, but this wish was not fulfilled until the end.

But that thing was too hot, and she couldn't hold it. It was to the extent that she felt angry and ashamed just thinking about it afterwards.

At the moment, Liang Qingqing had no time to think about anything else. He carried her to the only chair in the room and sat her down. Her buttocks were cushioned by his shirt, and the soft fabric was very comfortable.

Her neck unconsciously lifted up, and her long hair swept across the floor, exposing her fair and beautiful face. This face was born to suit his taste in every way, and her slender figure was even more attractive to him. The tall and straight curve was almost impossible to hold with one hand, and her waist was exquisite, but it was the most sensitive, and she would tremble at the slightest touch.

Fan Yanxing lowered his head and scrubbed his bony fingers clean in the water. He caught a glimpse of the person on the chair secretly moving towards the door. The smile in his eyes deepened a little, but he pretended not to see it until his hands were clean. Then he turned his head away. At this time, the person had already moved to the door and was about to open the bolt.

"Qingqing?"

The two slow words made her shudder. She was about to speed up the action to open the bolt, and when she was about to succeed, he grabbed her waist and picked her up and carried her back to the chair. This time she sat on his thighs.

Liang Qingqing closed her eyes, and a sense of guilt spread in her heart. She turned away embarrassedly, not daring to see what expression he had at this time.

"Why are you running? Didn't you like it very much last time?" The devilish whisper came out like a murmur, biting her ear.

"Who likes it?" Liang Qingqing always said it stubbornly at this time, but some shameful scenes appeared in her mind involuntarily.

Thinking of the feeling that time, there was indeed some nostalgia in her heart, but more of it was love and hate for it. After coming here this time, my legs would be weak for a long time, which was really not worth it.

"Really?"

Fan Yanxing's voice was always magnetic and hoarse. At this time, he deliberately lowered his voice to speak, which made him seem more lazy. The tail tone was slightly raised, with a little temptation. Liang Qingqing mustered up the courage to turn her head to look at him, and saw that the handsome eyes and eyebrows were all smiling.

She opened her lips and was about to speak when she felt the moon-in-the-moon feeling coming from her waist and abdomen. Her words turned into tender moans. Liang Qingqing bit her lower lip and clamped her legs together. The blush on her cheeks became more and more obvious. She wanted to continue to squeeze it out, but the next second she was slapped on her buttocks.

As the force relaxed, the moon-in-the-moon feeling became deeper.

"What are you doing? Are you lying just now?"

Liang Qingqing had no words to say. She just felt that the man in front of her was extremely shameless. Resisting the itch, she scolded unhappily: "What is the connection between these two?"

After the words fell, he paused for two seconds and added angrily: "I didn't lie!"

"I didn't lie, why did you stop me from checking the authenticity?"

His righteous attitude made Liang Qingqing so angry that she couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his waist. Two tears oozed out of the corners of her eyes because of the increase in the number of tears. The embarrassing sound that overflowed from her throat was swallowed into his lips. This time the kiss was more passionate than before, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

The smell of wine between her lips and tongue became stronger and stronger. She felt that she, who didn't drink much, seemed to be drunk. Otherwise, why did her mind become more and more unclear? She even began to climb his shoulders to let those fingers go deeper.

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Yanxing's smiling voice slowly floated into her ears.

"Look, don't you like it?"

Even though her vision was blurry, she could still see the sticky water between his fingers.

Liang Qingqing glared at Fan Yanxing aggrievedly and wanted to open her mouth to refute him, but she felt that no matter what she said, it would be futile. Instead, he would catch her and scold her, so she simply kept silent.

Fan Yanxing kissed her eyelashes, stood up and carried her to the chair to sit alone, but before she could catch her breath, he buried his dark head.

The short hair made her skin itchy and painful, but it was not half as painful as somewhere else.

Liang Qingqing's breathing became disordered, her toes straightened, and her hands reached out to grab his head subconsciously, but as soon as they touched him, they were restrained, with her ten fingers clasped together and placed beside her, while her other big hand was not idle either, grabbing wherever he was weak!

Bastard, bastard, bastard, important things must be said three times!

Where did this guy learn so many tricks, each time making people unable to resist, but this kind of drunken happiness pierces people's hearts directly, and they want to refuse but can't bear to refuse, which is really infuriating.

Liang Qingqing bit her lower lip and used all her strength to prevent herself from making too much noise, but the slight sobbing sound still inevitably echoed in the bathroom.

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Yanxing suddenly raised his head and stared at her seriously, but the water on his lips and his heavy breathing showed that he was not as calm as he looked.

He breathed on her skin, and his cold tone carried a certain seductive meaning, "Qingqing, can we be open about it? I also want to hear from others that you are the one for me, so that I can treat you well in the future, instead of being sneaky and as if I can't stand the light of day."

Halfway through, Liang Qingqing pinched his palm with tears in her eyes. Could this matter be discussed later? She had no energy to think about anything else now, but Fan Yanxing was determined to wait for her answer, so she was forced to nod randomly.

"Okay, okay."

After agreeing, Liang Qingqing realized that Fan Yanxing's words sounded familiar, as if she had heard them somewhere. Oh, isn't this what Qin Zhen said to her during the day?

She said, how could Fan Yanxing, the jealous king, take this matter lightly? It turns out that he was waiting for her tonight!

Even getting everyone drunk today was part of his plan, right? She vaguely remembered that he mentioned drinking in front of Liang Xueyong in the backyard in the afternoon!

And a series of actions tonight were all traps for her. Who said that playing hard to get is a trick used by women to seduce men? Isn't Fan Yanxing very good at this?

So that's it, so that's it.

Liang Qingqing was so angry that she punched Fan Yanxing in the back twice, but after she calmed down, she felt a little embarrassed. After trembling, she couldn't help but poke his chest muscles when he held her in his arms.

"Can't you just say it directly? You have to beat around the bush to achieve your goal. I'm tired for you."

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing knew that she had reacted, but he had never wanted to hide this from her from the beginning. Besides, she would definitely guess it based on her intelligence.

"It's just moving my hands and lips, how can I be tired?" Fan Yanxing was not serious, with a triumphant arc on his lips, and he whispered in her ear to act like a hooligan.

Liang Qingqing rolled her eyes, tilted her head and bit his chin, but she didn't dare to bite too hard for fear of leaving marks, and snorted softly: "I originally thought that I would make it public when I reported to the county radio bureau, but I regretted it..."

It was estimated that the educated youth site would take more than half a month to repair, and now Liang Qingqing gave in so much earlier than that, Fan Yanxing was naturally happy, but this clever little ghost didn't want to suffer a loss, and changed his tone.

Fan Yanxing's eyes flashed with helplessness, bit her earlobe, pinched her waist, and shouted weakly: "My goodness, I was wrong."