There was a warm touch on his lips, his breath suddenly tightened during the monsoon, and the mineral water bottle in his hand fell to the floor.
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The clear water spilled all over the ground and gurgled out from the mouth of the bottle, leaving a large water mark on the floor, which shocked the robotic arm to get the towel.
No one cares.
It's just a kiss.
Soft as if it never existed.
When the lips are separated, the lips are reluctant to part, and they are still lightly attached to a certain distance before they are completely separated.
Song Qinglan just touched Ji Yu's lips, as if he was touching some cherished treasure, and as a cherished person, he couldn't help it.
The place that had been kissed was flowing with electricity, and the remaining touch on the lips was so clear, soft, hot, and slightly moist.
It has been stunned during the monsoon.
Song Qinglan's voice was hoarse: "You agree."
His breath was hot.
The face is also hot during the rainy season.
Because Song Qinglan used declarative sentences.
That question that required 24 hours of consideration had already been answered when he specially introduced himself to Song Qinglan during the monsoon season, so he moved the time ahead and implicitly said "yes" to Song Qinglan.
In the monsoon season, Song Qinglan had no way to avoid it. When the matter developed to this stage, in the monsoon season, he could no longer express it implicitly. He tried to answer as straightforwardly as possible: "Yes."
The tips of their noses touched, and their breaths were entangled together, making it impossible to distinguish between you and me.
Hearing this, Song Qinglan's wrist became stronger when he grabbed Ji Yu. He lowered his head sideways and asked, "Why do you speed up the time?"
After asking, he gently kissed Ji Yushi again.
His tone was the same as usual, as if he couldn't help but want to do the same to the monsoon during the interrogation.
During the rainy season, I heard the sound of my heart thumping, thumping, hitting my eardrums.
He said four words: "Time is so slow."
Hot on the lips.
This time, Song Qinglan's kiss fell heavily, without scruples, without skill, and fiercely held Ji Yushi's lips.
When Ji Yushi was caught off guard, he let out a short breath, which was blocked by Song Qinglan in his throat.
In an instant, it was as if the thunder of the sky stirred the fire of the earth, and the spark ignited a prairie prairie.
Their lips are closely connected, from the lower lip to the upper lip, changing the angle to get closer to each other.
During the kiss, waves of electricity surged up from each other's spines and went straight to the cerebral cortex. During the monsoon rains, they were completely chaotic, and they couldn't think at all.
As soon as he opened the gap between his lips, Song Qinglan's breathing became heavy, and the moment the fresh air poured into his lungs, the kiss turned into a deep one.
The wrist is released.
When the monsoon rains, he is no longer shackled, but slides back as if he has lost his strength.
Song Qinglan discovered this, and quickly wrapped one arm around his waist while the other supported the back of his head, hugging him in a gentle and possessive way.
When the tip of her tongue touched the sweet taste, Song Qinglan tasted the soft mouth without a teacher, and finally used her instinct to chase the tip of her tongue.
During the monsoon, the whole person trembled, completely unaware that kissing would bring such a strong trembling.
His eyes were half-closed, and he didn't know how to respond, so he had no choice but to hold Song Qinglan's waist T-shirt while being forced to endure the plunder, giving him a hug.
He is like drunk.
Song Qinglan was the one who got him drunk.
The lingering and hot kiss was over, and the temperature in the air had been quietly raised.
Both of them were slightly sweating and gasping for breath.
Song Qinglan didn't let go of her arm around Ji Yu, and pressed her forehead against her forehead and said, "What should I do, Advisor Ji. I still want to kiss you."
Ji Yu's tongue was broken a little, and he didn't want to speak: "Well."
He felt it.
Song Qinglan lowered her head and really kissed him again. This time it was longer than the last time, so he could clearly feel the changes in Song Qinglan's body.
When it was over again, Song Qinglan said, "How about taking this time as our first kiss, I think I did a better job this time."
Ji Yushi's heart was beating wildly: "Why?"
"It hurt you for the first time just now." Song Qinglan broke the jar and said honestly, "It's my inexperience."
There are too many ambiguities in this sentence, and it is awkward to hear it.
Ji Yushi didn't remind a certain Captain Song, who was still a straight man in his bones, and only asked, "Didn't you have a 'first love'?"
The implication is that there is a first love, how can you not kiss.
"Isn't my first love you?" Song Qinglan said, "Those bastards have given you all my knowledge, so what kind of first love can I have?"
Song Qinglan, the only virgin in Team Sky Seven.
The mother's fetus has been solo for 26 years, and it is like a fake replacement.
Ji Yushi looked at him with beautiful eyes, and pointed out clearly: "Your 'first love' in Ningcheng, she cried when you left, and the one called Hanhan is especially good-looking."
The corners of Song Qinglan's lips rose, and her brows and eyes curved into a smile. The deep laughter came from his chest, and it became more and more obvious. He was almost annoyed by Ji Yu. He didn't understand why this sentence made Song Qinglan laugh.
Song Qinglan laughed enough, then stopped and said, "Consultant Ji, you look so cute every time you hold grudges, but why did you remember what I said?"
When praised for the lovely monsoon: "… "
Song Qinglan defended herself: "Isn't it too unfair, how can the kindergarten be so long ago?"
Don't open your face when Ji Yu: "You still said that you will go to her when you have a chance, so it's not a word to talk about?"
"I admit that I just want to show that I'm very attractive and make you look at me more." Song Qinglan turned his face back and faced herself, "I still dare to find someone else? As long as I'm a little bit inattentive, you will Run away, it's too late for me to stare at you."
Sooner or later it should come.
Ji Yushi knew that Song Qinglan would wait for him here once the 24 hours of consideration had passed.
Falling in love is falling in love, and the account that should be calculated will also be calculated. This time is just to give him a suspended sentence.
He didn't speak.
Don't know where to start.
Song Qinglan put away her gentle expression and turned to be more serious. The heavy emotion in her black eyes made Ji Yushi dare not look at it: "You said you didn't plan to come back at that time."
The situation went back to the moment when the monsoon had just returned from 1439.
For the past day, the resentment in Song Qinglan's heart has actually not diminished. As long as he thinks of Ji Yu's thoughts at that time, he can't help but feel chilled and fearful.
Song Qinglan settled the accounts after the fall, and her soul asked, "What did you originally want to do? Try to foolishly change history, or be a defector?"
Word by word, he said what Ji Yushi was thinking at the time, and he couldn't help but want to justify himself: "I—"
"What does Hasolam mean?"
Song Qinglan interrupted him.
Ji Yushi was suddenly stunned, and the crimson that had not completely subsided returned to his face, showing an incredible expression as if he had been tapped.
Before waiting for him to speak, Song Qinglan made a precise accusation: "I thought I didn't understand, so I dared to confess to me in front of so many people, Advisor Ji, you are very courageous. Do you think that even if you don't come back, there is nothing wrong with you? Sorry?"
During the rainy season: "… "
"I'm telling you, you're wrong." Song Qinglan stared at his face, "If you don't come back, you'll never know that I have a fucking eye for you."
Hasolam.
I like you.
Ji Yushi's cryptic confession had long been known by Song Qinglan, or by the entire team. After Ji Yushi came back, no one asked him about it, not even joking. Because Song Qinglan had already controlled everything, she was the first to confess to him in front of everyone.
Song Qinglan just wanted to let everyone know that Ji Yushi was the object of his ardent pursuit.
Warmth flowed through my heart.
Ji Yushi said, "I thought you would never like gays."
So, he had no hope.
Go away.
Seeing that he was a lot more honest, Song Qinglan suddenly became less angry and asked, "If I don't like same-sex, what will you do when you come back? Get along with me as a friend, or go back to Ningcheng, and never again. Meet?"
That kind of situation happened to Ji Yushi, and Song Qinglan felt distressed just thinking about it.
In the monsoon season, it is already forbearance enough and not good at expressing. It seems that for Ji Yushi, such a thing is not much more than one thing, and one thing is less. Even if he is misunderstood by the person he likes and has three boyfriends at the same time, he will not explain it at all, anyway, he will not What has changed.
Ji Yushi said, "No."
He denied Song Qinglan's statement, and then said, "You said the opposite. I came back because I was going to give it a try."
Song Qinglan snorted coldly, "Try what?"
During the rainy season: "chasing you."
His lips that were kissed extraordinarily rosy were beautifully shaped, and he gently confided in the most beautiful language: "Song Qinglan, it seems that I... succeeded."
"It's half past eight, why isn't Team Song up yet?"
In the morning, everyone gathered at the training ground.
Tang Qi said, "Old Zhou go and have a look, have you overslept?"
"You're joking." Zhou Mingxuan said, "When have you ever seen Team Song oversleep?"
"Come on, could it be that I did too many push-ups with weights last night, and I couldn't get up from too much exercise?" Li Chun suddenly realized, "But the psychological evaluation report is due at nine o'clock, and the Song team will release expert pigeons?"
"Wait a minute, consultant Ji didn't get up either!"
Everyone said one sentence to me, and the door of the training ground was kicked open.
Song Qinglan walked in with her long legs, holding a paper bag in one hand and coffee in the other: "What's the noise?"
"???"
"Team Song, did you bring us breakfast?"
"Fuck, the omelette in a small pot is delicious!! Why is there only one serving?"
A group of people gathered around.
Song Qinglan was tall, she lifted the things in her hands and turned around easily, staring at everyone coldly: "Wake up if you haven't woken up, the things in my hands have nothing to do with you at all."
The door to the private training room opened.
Came out from inside during the monsoon.
He changed into a new gray training suit, white sneakers, and his hair seemed to have just been washed, black and fresh and steaming. Seeing everyone, he calmly greeted them: "Morning, I'm sorry, I overslept. Let's go."
"When I left, I saw that you were sound asleep, so I didn't wake you up." Song Qinglan said naturally, "Next time, rest early, not so late."
This sentence is very informative.
Everyone was full of question marks and shocked, and they didn't understand what happened to these two people in the past night.
Wait, isn't it time to think about it since consultant Ji promised Song Team
Nod when it rains.
Song Qinglan handed him the breakfast and carried coffee for him.
He glanced at the appearance of the single dogs, and said with great satisfaction: "Eat something before leaving, boyfriend."