You Qian took a deep breath, hesitated for a while, and finally... finally made up his mind.
Quickly, he took off his skirts, and threw them aside in a mess. Without thinking about it, he lay down beside Jing Xiangyang, greedily warming him. Drilled in his arms.
Jing Xiangyang, who was sleeping, subconsciously held the woman in his arms tighter.
I just feel that the breath doesn't seem right...
Yun Jing is a fresh body scent, and You Qian is used to the smell of perfume.
Even if Jing Xiangyang is half awake, he can actually tell the difference easily, but unfortunately, he is already drowsy and unconscious.
However, he didn't like the smell.
Holding her ape arm, he unconsciously relaxed a little.
Turned over, carrying her, and fell asleep deeply.
Seeing his sturdy figure, You Qian fell into a deep heart...
Does he always want this to himself? What if the person lying next to him is Yun Jing
I have been in love with myself for three years, but I never want to touch her, but to Yun Jing... You Qian was a little injured, and his arm leaned towards him, tightly around his narrow waist from behind, and his cheeks greedily pressed On his back, enjoying the tenderness of this moment... Even if this tenderness was stolen by herself! !
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The next day, early morning—
The golden sunlight was projected through the thin curtains, shrouded in the bed/a pair of naked/naked people.
The light was too dazzling, and it hit Jing Xiangyang’s sleeping eyes directly, causing him to subconsciously frown his sword eyebrows, roll over, his arms to touch the proud child in his arms, but suddenly seemed to remember something and opened his eyes Come.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing that imprinted under my eyes was You Qian's crimson beautiful face... Jing Xiangyang lived.
A little disbelief flashed through the deep eyes.
Her face quickly overlapped with that fuzzy little face last night... Jing Xiangyang felt a headache.
He found that the dream last night...
He really doesn't remember it very well!
"Xiang Yang, are you awake?"
You Qian shyly printed a kiss on his forehead.
On Jing Xiangyang's steep face, there was always no extra expression.
He turned over and sat up.
Rubbing his sore temples, "You... why are you here?"
His voice was hoarse, and there was some awkwardness that had just woke up.
Last night, the person who has been living in his dream is... Yun Jing! !
However, when he woke up with his eyes opened, he realized that he might have confessed to the wrong person after drinking. The feeling of plummeting really made him somewhat unacceptable.
My heart was annoying suddenly.
You Qian also sat up with him, leaned on his arm, and said tentatively, "You drank too much last night, did you forget everything afterwards? I don't remember why I was here anymore. "
Jing Xiangyang shook his head in discomfort. Knowing that some questions shouldn't be asked, he still chose to ask, "Last night...were you always with me?"
"if not?"
You Qian's cheeks burned, "Xiangyang, we both..."
As she said, she lifted the white bedding on her body, did not speak, but stared at him shyly.
Jing Xiangyang's eyes darkened a little.
The group of scarlet, symbolizing the first time, entered his eyes, just so touching.
"Especially—"
His voice was a little dumb.
Head hurts! !
last night…
He is really messy after drinking! !
The feeling of being released in the body can't deceive myself, not to mention that there are proofs on the sheets!
Last night, he actually mistaken Yu Qian... for Yun Jing! !
Jing Xiangyang took a breath...
Suddenly I felt like I had betrayed that girl!
He didn't know how things could become like this...
He might even think, if not having her last night, would it actually be a good thing
If it is really her, what should I do with her? With her current body... How can she promise her future? Let her live
"Shallow..."
Jing Xiangyang shouted again.
The sullen black eyes glanced at her, "What happened last night... I apologize to you, I confessed to the wrong person! I'm sorry."
You Qian's complexion turned white, and her red lips trembled, "What do you...what do you mean by this? I...I'm like this, are you planning to be sorry?"
You Qian pointed to the scarlet mark on the bed sheet, and questioned him aggrievedly with red eyes and crying voice.
"Sorry, I won't be responsible, nor can I be responsible, and you... If you are really a smart girl, you won't let me be responsible for you, but I was to blame for what happened last night."
As he said, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
He picked up the towel on the floor, wrapped his lower abdomen, and went straight to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, there seems to be an exquisite smell...
Last night, I was so intoxicated, and when I woke up like this, I realized that it was just a beautiful dream of yellow beams.
I woke up, everything disappeared...
If he could, he wished he could indulge in this wrong dream and not be sober for the rest of his life!
He leaned over and brushed cold water on his shabby handsome face, trying to make himself more awake.
He supported his arms weakly on the washstand, looked at himself in the mirror with a bad face, took a heavy breath, and then smoked a cigar from the cigarette case next to the washstand and lit it.
Turning around, leaning languidly in front of the stage, bowed his head, and started smoking irritably.
"Xiang Yang, what did you mean by those words?"
You Qian pushed open the bathroom door and rushed in.
She only wore a dressing gown casually, her hair still tangled, and she questioned him.
Jing Xiangyang turned his head to look at her.
"Have I told you that I had leukemia when I was a kid?"
He asked her.
The tone is unhappy.
On his stern face, he couldn't find any extra emotions.
"What... what do you mean..."
Especially pale complexion, pale.
Jing Xiangyang turned around and looked at her lightly, without any concealment, and said bluntly, "The leukemia has recurred and may not live for a few years."
You Qian opened her mouth wide in astonishment, for a long time, she didn't say a word.
"Why... how could this happen?"
She couldn't believe it, "Xiangyang, haven't you been in good health all the time? How could..."
Her eye sockets could not help being soaked.
Jing Xiangyang extinguished the cigar in his hand in the water, "I hope you will not mention this to my family for the time being, and... Yun Jing! Don't tell her..."
"why??"
The especially shallow eye sockets are completely soaked.
Voice, hoarse, "Why? Why can't you tell her, but you can tell me? Because you care about her, you are afraid that she will worry about you, but you don't care about me, you are not afraid that I will worry about you!! Jing Xiangyang, you Really... so unfeeling!!"
You Qian's interrogation made Jing Xiangyang's throat a bit astringent.
His thin lips opened, and in the end, only two difficult syllables could be uttered, "Sorry."
You Qian smiled and burst into tears, "Don't worry, I won't tell her! I'm looking at the pain you clearly want, but you don't dare to approach... Jing Xiangyang, this is what you two owe me!!!"
After she finished speaking, she slammed the bathroom door and rushed out.
The moment the door closed, he turned around and burst into tears.
Did God really open his eyes to clean up the gangsters for her, but... Why did she not feel any trace of happiness except for the pain and discomfort in her heart after learning that he was sick
In the end, You Qian left.
As Jing Xiangyang said, she did not hold him accountable.
Jing Xiangyang sat on the sofa with his upper body naked, smoking a cigarette.
The sporadic fire light gleamed between the finger bones, and the curling smoke rose, hazy his deep and slightly sad eyes.
His mood was extremely bad.
My chest is stuffy and annoying.
After spitting out the last smoke ring, he put out the cigarette butt in his hand heavily in the ashtray before getting up and getting dressed.
After Yun Jing climbed the wall and returned to the dormitory late at night, she slept until two o'clock in the afternoon the next day as soon as she fell asleep.
She woke up hungry.
Xu was so hard last night that he was still asleep, and he felt that his stomach was so hungry that he started to protest.
Yun Jing endured the pain of falling apart and got up from the bed.
The limbs were completely out of control, and the two thin legs in slippers were still trembling. She managed to stand up with her arms working hard to support the edge of the bed.
Yun Jing really felt that he was going to be abolished.
I flicked through the "excited" lingering night of last night in my mind, my cheeks burned, and there was a slight smile between my eyebrows and eyes unconsciously.
He hurriedly bent over to pick up the mobile phone resting on the bedside table. However, seeing the empty area in the notification bar of the mobile phone, my newly happy heart sank to the bottom in an instant.
He... didn't even call himself, or... he didn't even have a text message!
Yun Jing bit her lip.
Maybe he is still sleeping! After all, he was the one who was more tired last night. Besides, he drank so much wine!
Yun Jing comforted herself like this in her heart.
Thinking about it this way, my heart felt a little better.
She decided to wait.
Get up and wash.
Looking at himself in the mirror, full of hickeys, Yun Jing was stunned... Among the snow-white bobs, the traces of love left by him can be seen everywhere, and the red red turns into purple, just like a flower Like a mandala, blooming on her tender skin.
Yun Jing didn't even know when he stayed.
But, one can imagine how intense the love last night... Yun Jing's face was hot, stretched out her hand, and carefully touched his red and purple neck, unexpectedly found that it didn't hurt at all.
It turned out that this is not an injury.
This is the trace of love...
Yun Jing finally waved away the intense images in his mind, squeezed the ointment, and began to rinse his mouth.
Suddenly, the phone rang on the bedside table.
She was startled, she couldn't even vomit the foam in her mouth, pulled her toothbrush and threw it into the sink, and rushed into the room to listen to the phone.
However, when he glanced at the caller ID, Shui's eyes instantly dimmed.
The call was not from Jing Xiangyang, but from Qin Lili.
Yun Jing answered the phone, feeling a little disappointed, "Are you looking for me?"
She still had toothpaste foam in her mouth, and she was vague when she spoke.
Yun Jing called and walked to the bathroom.
"Yun Jing, I heard that you are going to the United States. Really?"