[Chapter 4, Chapter 401: The comments say, "You love the heroine to death?" 8]
"Don't call me that."
Song Qi looked a little helpless.
Wen Shinian walked over to sit beside him, and took the initiative to pinch Song Qi's collar button.
Song Qi, who was very embarrassed during the day, now cooperated and gently raised his chin to facilitate her movements.
[This male lead can be discarded! Is this development really right?! Ah!!]
[The male protagonist is not clean anymore. He is kissed and touched by the mean girl. He is dirty. Woo woo woo!]
[Poor Xinbao, she has to accept a dirty man from now on.]
[I'm physically ill from watching this. I really can't stand it anymore. I'm not watching anymore!]
Wen Shinian's lips curled up slightly when he saw someone say they couldn't stand it.
This is unbearable. If they create little people while sleeping in the future, won’t these people go crazy?
Haha, this is getting more and more exciting.
"That... Wen Shinian... your, your hand."
A very quiet voice sounded in front of him.
Wen Shinian withdrew his gaze and returned it to Song Qi.
Upon closer inspection, he realized that her hand had somehow moved to Song Qi's abdominal muscles.
Wen Shinian: "..."
Well, I was careless, my body moved on its own, she didn't move.
But it would be a pity to withdraw it like this.
Wen Shinian straightened his back and, under Song Qi's gaze, simply touched it twice.
After touching her, he commented seriously: "Well, you have a good figure. You must exercise regularly."
Song Qi's ears were burning, but seeing that Wen Shinian showed no reaction, he became furious.
He looked at Wen Shinian with a stern face, pretending to be calm.
"Well, there's a gym at the company, and I go there to kill time when I have free time."
Wen Shinian looked at him and felt so shy that she was almost smoking, but she had to pretend to be calm, and a smile came to her lips several times.
She held it back and, while applying medicine on his chest, lowered her head and laughed silently.
Song Qi: "..."
Looking at the person whose hands couldn't stop shaking with laughter, Song Qi felt helpless, and his expression softened.
The hand that was placed stiffly on the thigh was lifted up.
"Okay, turn around and I'll wipe your waist."
The hand that had just been raised was put down again.
Song Qi turned around with a slight look of annoyance, facing Wen Shinian with his back.
Wen Shinian bent down and carefully unwound the gauze around Song Qi's waist.
The swelling of the wound has subsided. Now that I look closely, I realize how much force Song Qi used.
He had scraped off a piece of flesh from the skin on his waist.
"Next time, don't hurt yourself like this."
Wen Shinian took out iodine to disinfect and clean Song Qi, being careful and gentle, for fear of hurting him.
Song Qi looked somewhere casually, focusing all his attention on his waist.
He lowered his eyes and laughed silently. After a few seconds of silence, he nodded.
"Okay, I'll try my best to control it next time."
Wen Shinian re-bandaged Song Qi and patted his back when he stood up.
"Okay, don't touch water for the next few days. Just wipe it with a towel and don't let the wound get infected."
Song Qi turned around, revealing his fair chest and abdominal muscles in front of Wen Shinian.
"I see. Thank you."
Wen Shinian's gaze uncontrollably glanced at Song Qi.
He took a quick glance and quickly moved away, and after a while, he floated back.
After going back and forth a few times, I decided not to move and just looked at it openly.
Her behavior was so obvious. Wouldn't it be a pity if Song Qi didn't seize this opportunity?
"Ahem, you like it?"
Song Qi moved closer, and his voice didn't need to be suppressed, it was still particularly sexy and pleasant.
"It's so beautiful, it's only natural for me to like it."
Wen Shinian raised his eyes and met Song Qi's gaze.
As their eyes moved, silent ambiguity echoed between the two of them.
After a long time, a deep male voice was heard.
"Can I, kiss you?"
Wen Shinian's eyes sparkled with affection, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"At this point, you should just kiss me."
Wen Shinian grabbed the back of Song Qi's head with one hand and pressed it towards him.
One kiss and then leave.
"Like this."
Song Qi's eyes lit up surprisingly, and he put his knowledge into practice the next second. He held Wen Shinian's face with both hands and rushed towards her.
The clumsy movements caused both parties to hurt their lips.
The moisture in Wen Shinian's eyes grew thicker, and Song Qi's eyelashes trembled as he stepped back awkwardly.
"Sorry, I've never kissed before, so..."
Song Qi was silenced by the kiss, and the rest of his explanation was completely swallowed up by Wen Shinian.
The sound of water splashing could be heard from time to time in the quiet living room.
Song Qi closed his eyes tightly, his fingertips helplessly grasping the hem of Wen Shinian's pajamas.
Wen Shinian suddenly stood up, put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him down on the sofa.
Song Qi groaned, and his lips were kissed again.
He held his hands in the air, hesitated for a few seconds, and then gently put his arms around Wen Shinian's waist.
"Do you like kissing me like this?"
Wen Shinian stood up straight, and the silver thread broke in mid-air.
Song Qi's hair was a little messy, with fine bangs spread to the sides, revealing his full forehead.
His breathing was a little disordered and his eyes were fixed on the person on him.
The big hand pinching Wen Shi Nian's waist unconsciously pressed twice on her soft waist.
"Can we do it again?"
Song Qi's voice was low and hoarse, the corners of his eyes were red, his glasses were crooked, and his clothes were messy, each of which made Wen Shinian's blood boil.
"OK."
Wen Shinian responded straightforwardly, pulling off his glasses with one hand, while also pressing down and kissing Song Qi again.
This time, it was even longer than before.
The two of them were entangled in each other's arms, and after they became emotional, their hands were groping each other's bodies.
Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Wen Shinian withdrew in time.
"Right now, not yet."
Being forcibly pushed away and rejected, the fire in Song Qi's eyes suddenly died down.
"I see."
"Don't let your imagination run wild. You can't take a shower until your waist injury heals."
Wen Shinian patted Song Qi's face with both hands, and when he stood up, he pulled Song Qi up as well.
Song Qi stood up and fell on Wen Shinian again.
He rested his chin on her shoulder and held her waist tightly with both hands.
He didn't say anything, just hugged Wen Shinian tightly.
After a long, long time, when Wen Shinian thought he was asleep, Song Qi finally moved.
"I'm fine, go to bed first."
"Okay, then remember to rest early."
Wen Shinian rubbed the back of Song Qi's head before letting him go and standing up.
As they passed by each other, Song Qi held her hand and looked at her with anticipation.
"Can we still have dinner together tomorrow?"
Wen Shinian looked back tenderly and responded by holding his hand tightly.
"Not only tomorrow, but also the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and every day after that, we can do anything together as long as you want."
After receiving this response, Song Qi felt relieved.
He smiled easily, his eyes curved with a hint of water.
"Okay, we'll be together from now on."
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