Faced with Liu Qianqian's aggressive questioning, Yang Fan did not answer.
How to answer
Silence is gold.
"Who is it that holds me on his lap, and not satisfied with kissing me, puts his claws into my clothes?" Liu Qianqian asked again.
Yang Fan was a little embarrassed and remained silent.
"Who was it that wasn't satisfied with touching my upper body and also touched my lower body, and finally touched it all over..." Liu Qianqian refused to give in.
"Stop talking, it's me!" Yang Fan was dejected: "It's all my fault. I was wrong."
The typical person who is grateful for the favor he received and is reluctant to return the favor.
One misstep can lead to eternal regret.
He remembered that the first time he had close contact with Liu Qianqian was in the hotel.
At that time, he had just finished being intimate with Shisan, and the passion had not yet subsided when Liu Qianqian came.
He just came and was so enthusiastic, throwing himself into my arms.
What normal man can stand this
As long as the other person is not ugly or a 200-pound fat girl.
Even if she is a little average looking, a normal man would not be able to resist her, let alone a beauty like Liu Qianqian.
But of course Yang Fan couldn't tell Liu Qianqian this now, for fear of causing more trouble.
In case she remembered and asked him why she hadn't done anything since she went in.
She started to suspect that she and Thirteen had some unspeakable secret, and that the result would be more trouble than gain.
So in the end Yang Fan said nothing and admitted defeat.
"Sleep." The more depressed I feel, the less I want to face this world. Yang Fan feels sleepy.
If you are not afraid, what should I be afraid of
It’s not like I haven’t slept with girls before.
Seeing Yang Fan being so decisive, Liu Qianqian, who was lying on the bed, was a little scared.
The enemy is strong, so I am weak. She hesitated to Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, your head... is so wet, are you comfortable? Are you sleeping now?"
"That's right." Yang Fan, who wanted to go to bed, turned around and sat at the desk which served as both a computer desk and a dressing table. He took out a hair dryer from the drawer, plugged it in, and started blowing his hair.
Liu Qianqian was not lying flat, but half lying, with her upper body leaning against the head of the bed and her eyes wandering.
He doesn't have the energy and ability to do anything else, does he
Before, Liu Qianqian dared to lie down because she thought Yang Fan didn’t have the energy or ability to do bad things anymore.
Now, even if there was only a slight possibility, she was still a little scared.
The feelings are there, and all girls have to go through this stage when they are in love, but before going through this stage, no one is not nervous and afraid.
Because since they were old enough to understand, they know that it will be painful.
Going to the hospital for an injection, with such a thin needle, would scare Liu Qianqian, let alone this kind of thing.
As she was trembling with fear, Yang Fan finished blow-drying her hair and sat down on the edge of the bed with confidence.
He pulled his feet out of his slippers, put his legs on the bed, and lay down.
The weather is not very hot yet and it is still a bit cool at night, so you don't need a thick quilt, but a thin quilt is still needed to avoid catching a cold in the middle of the night.
Yang Fan pinched a corner of the quilt and lifted it up.
Liu Qianqian was still half lying down. Under the quilt, her calves were exposed and crossed. They were very white, tender and round. Her calves had a slight curve, which looked very beautiful.
The curvature of the curve is very small here, but it gives people a very beautiful feeling.
Yang Fan crawled into the quilt and lay down.
"Why don't you lie down?" Yang Fan urged when he saw that Liu Qianqian had no intention of lying down.
Liu Qianqian became a little silent. Not only did she not dare to speak loudly, she didn't even dare to speak in a low voice.
She was afraid that if she made a sound, Yang Fan would pounce on her and forcefully give her an injection.
"Please turn off the lights." After lying down, Yang Fan stretched comfortably.
So cool!
"Oh oh." Liu Qianqian was like two different people before and after. She suppressed all her arrogance and looked like a lamb to be slaughtered, weak, pitiful and helpless.
Is he going to take action after turning off the lights
After the room became pitch dark, Liu Qianqian thought so.
"Lie down, how can I sleep with you like this? I don't feel safe." Yang Fan said.
Liu Qianqian had no choice but to slide down slowly and hide under the quilt, leaving only her head exposed.
It’s not like Yang Fan hasn’t seen women or slept with beautiful women before. So being so sleepy, it’s natural that he won’t have too many thoughts.
Soon, he fell into a daze and fell asleep.
Liu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his even breathing as he fell asleep.
Bai was nervous for a long time.
But she was also a little disappointed. Humph, she had used it with her sister.
Otherwise, how could he fall asleep without even playing ball
Annoying guy, annoying sister.
Liu Qianqian was sulking and turned over with her back facing Yang Fan.
You have no conscience. You don't even wait until I fall asleep before you go to sleep.
Liu Qianqian was sulking and deliberately squeezed into Yang Fan's arms, trying to wake him up, but she didn't dare to move too much.
After tossing and turning for a while, Yang Fan was not woken up by her, but she fell asleep instead.
When it comes to stress resistance and heartlessness, men are actually not as good as women.
After sleeping for more than three hours, Yang Fan was awakened by the alarm clock.
It's a very painful feeling.
After struggling for a while while lying on his back, Yang Fan turned his head to the side.
Um
Where is Liu Qianqian
Liu Qianqian was not on the bed at this time, and no one knew where she had gone.
I guess this girl is too shy and is afraid of being seen by Aunt Thirteen and being embarrassed.
Yang Fan was very pleased.
This is better. Last night he was worried that Liu Qianqian would tell him that he was just rubbing against it and not going in.
If that happens, he probably won't be able to bear it.
When he came out of the room, Yang Fan saw Liu Qianqian with messy hair, sitting in the small living room in a daze.
"You don't have to go to work so early in the morning, why do you run out instead of sleeping?" Yang Fan was surprised.
Hearing Yang Fan's words, Liu Qianqian was startled. She turned her head, glanced at him, and quickly looked away, looking a little flustered, as if she was a little afraid of him.
"I... want you to care?" She said in a timid tone.
Women are just so weird.
If there's anything in this world that I don't understand, it's about girls.
Yang Fan wanted to shake his head and go to cook the porridge first, then come back to wash up.
Liu Qianqian was in a daze for a long time, then she lowered her head, spread out her palms, looked at them, bent them slightly, and then her face was filled with horror.
"If you don't want to continue sleeping, go wash up." After washing up, Yang Fan saw Liu Qianqian still sitting on the sofa in a daze, and said with a frown.
"I can't sleep." Liu Qianqian said weakly, looking very afraid of Yang Fan.
Yang Fan didn't notice and was busy preparing breakfast.
Really, I don’t have time to sleep, I have to go to work.
You don't have to go to work all day, but you get up earlier than me.
The rich have wine and meat, while the poor freeze to death on the streets. A full man does not know the hunger of a hungry man.
Not long after, Aunt Thirteen also got up.
When she entered the kitchen and saw Yang Fan making breakfast, her extremely beautiful face, which seemed to have lost all hope in life, showed some hope for survival.
She was a little uncomfortable because she didn't hear a bedtime story or have a full body massage last night. She fell asleep about a minute late.
Her sleep quality didn’t seem to be very good either, so when she was woken up by the alarm clock, she felt completely hopeless and didn’t want to live anymore.
"When did you come back last night?" Aunt Thirteen helped Yang Fan, holding his four eggs.
"I didn't notice that Qianqian is not in a very good mood." Yang Fan sighed, then cracked the shell of one of the eggs and fried it.