Yan Qingsi was disdainful and said casually: "Oh, thank you."
"that's all?"
Bang, Yan Qingsi turned on the wall lamp beside the bed.
The dim light was very gentle, but Yan Qingsi's eyes were extremely dazzling. She said, "Then, what else do you want? Go to bed?"
Yan Qingsi's tongue was covered with bite wounds. When she first woke up, she only felt a headache.
Now that my mind is gradually clearing up, the wound on my tongue begins to hurt slightly, especially when my teeth hook into the injured area when I speak, the pain becomes even more severe.
Yue Tingfeng was speechless: "You... Yan Qingsi, do you know what gratitude is?"
He was a normal man, and he really wanted to sleep with Yan Qingsi. However, when these words came out of Yan Qingsi's mouth so easily, he couldn't say it anymore. He only felt that this was the biggest thing for a man. humiliation.
Yan Qingsi sneered: "Oh, Mr. Yue, you are still playing innocent tricks with me. If you want to play this trick, don't come to me. I am not an innocent person. Moreover, I am the most ungrateful and understanding person." What is gratitude.”
Although she was grateful to Yue Tingfeng for saving her, that didn't mean that she could forgive everything that had happened before.
Yue Tingfeng was filled with anger and wanted to explode, but seeing Yan Qingsi's tired face, bloodshot eyes, and sarcastic look on her lips, all his anger was held back in his throat, and he couldn't do it anymore. Not coming.
Yue Tingfeng nodded: "Okay, okay, you are not innocent, I am fucking innocent, okay? Go to sleep."
He turned over and lay down, pulled up the quilt, and turned his back, obviously too lazy to talk to Yan Qingsi.
Yan Qingsi rolled her eyes and looked at the time. It was about 4 o'clock in the morning.
Yan Qingsi lay down, she couldn't sleep, the most dangerous scene of the day was in her mind.
Yes, logically speaking, she should thank Yue Tingfeng.
However, she couldn't tell it, not because she was being pretentious, but because she hated this man in her heart, and the humiliation of that day made her unable to forget it.
Yan Qingsi and Yue Tingfeng were back to back, just like they were at Yue Tingfeng's residence that day, one on this side of the bed and the other on that side, with a wide gap in between.
Yan Qingsi closed her eyes, thinking about Xu Qianxi, how should she take revenge on this woman
If she doesn't take care of her properly, her efforts will be in vain.
Yan Qingsi was thinking about various ways in her mind. If she didn't let out this bad breath, she would really be sorry for this nickname.
Suddenly, his waist sank, and Yue Tingfeng's long arms pressed over him again.
Yan Qingsi, your mother!
"Isn't it pure love? Don't stick to me if you can."
Yue Tingfeng hummed, "Is there anything more innocent than chatting under a quilt? Sleeping."
Yan Qingsi sneered, she suddenly turned around and struck directly under Yue Tingfeng with her hand.
Yue Tingfeng gasped, his breathing gradually becoming heavier in the dark night.
Yan Qingsi said slowly: "If you have the ability, you can continue to be innocent."
Yue Tingfeng gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead bulged: "I..."
The woman was in his arms, a vixen, with a good figure. The key was that he had thought about her for who knows how many days.
But now, it's like a person who is determined to lose weight and has been dieting for many days. Suddenly someone holds a fragrant braised pork and puts it in front of your mouth. Do you want to eat it or not
If you eat and lose all your efforts, you will be looked down upon. If you don't eat... you will feel so sorry for yourself.
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Yue Tuhao: I saved a vixen and she still didn’t thank me. I’m so handsome! Humph, you have no vision!