There was silence in the bedroom.
Lin Mian's mind went blank for a moment, and he looked up silently at Que Qingyan's sinking gaze for a few seconds, almost crushing the phone screen.
Did he he see it? ! !
"I..." Lin Mian's face was flushed, and she wanted to shrink further into the closet in shame. She turned off the phone screen as a remedy, and explained, "I just want to check casually..."
Que Qingyan's eyes darkened, but he didn't speak.
The more you explain, the more you want to cover up. Lin Mian was so regretful that he almost breathed a sigh of relief, knocking down a whole wall in his mind.
Lin Mian's eyes were still red, and he was still nestled in the corner of the wardrobe. Que Qingyan squatted down and looked at her with no emotion on his face: "Why are you hiding in the closet?"
Lin Mian was slightly taken aback, but Que Qingyan didn't ask her why she wanted to investigate...
"I was sorting my luggage just now." Feeling a little wronged, I settled into the closet after sorting it out. Lin Mian didn't complete the second half of the sentence, and unconsciously scratched the sweater stacked in his hand, and changed the subject guiltily, "Is it... Is it time to eat?"
"Um."
One of them nestled in the closet, and the other squatted outside the closet. Que Qingyan's deep and heavy eyes fell on Lin Mian's wet eyelashes, and he leaned over to help her out.
Like a small animal picked up from the water, Lin Mian was obediently picked up by Que Qingyan, and the phone landed on the soft cushion of the closet.
The other party's clear and familiar breath enveloped him, Lin Mian had long forgotten that he was caught a moment ago, and all the grievances in his heart were swept away. Standing on tiptoe, she hugged his neck and said softly, "Que Qingyan."
Que Qing responded. He leaned over to maintain this hug, Ren Linmian buried his head on his shoulder and neck, brushed her thin lips against her soft ear hair, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry now?"
Lin Mian was hugged and smoothed, her heart was beating uncontrollably, and just as she replied "not too hungry", she felt the hand attached to her waist tighten slightly. The next moment, she heard Que Qingyan speak again, her voice was calm and low, and asked her: "Have you found any symptoms of frigidity?"
"..." Lin Mian's ears turned red instantly, and he stammered, "No, no..."
"I haven't finished the investigation yet, do I need to continue the investigation?" Que Qingyan's voice was cold and low, and he suggested to her naturally, "It's normal to want to know about various aspects of your future spouse before marriage. In fact, you can come directly to Ask me, and I'll tell you."
Before Lin Mian had time to digest the series of words "before marriage" and "spouse", he heard him continue calmly:
"Family status, financial status, including more private physical status, you can ask." Que Qingyan glanced down at Lin Mian's red ears, and smiled, "Or do you just want to know, am I frigid? "
ah ah ah...
Lin Mian was so ashamed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground and finish it off, but she couldn't bear to let go of the hug, so she buried her head in Que Qingyan's neck and shook her head vigorously.
When she was lying in the closet just now, her mind was wandering, she stared at her phone for a long time, and searched for frigidity by accident.
Lin Mianxin said that she just searched and accidentally let Que Qingyan know about it.
It was too much for her to hide and speculate about him just because they didn't sleep in the same bedroom.
"I don't want to know, I just..."
Lin Mian had a hard time explaining, closed his eyes, and simply gave up. She thought for a moment, then suddenly called out to Que Qingyan softly, and said, "Actually, I've thought about it a long time ago."
"If one day there is... a chance to be honest with you," Lin Mian was too ashamed to say this, and Lin Mian's face gradually turned red, and he continued slowly, "I will definitely not be very reserved."
Seeing Que Qingyan for the first time many years later, her blood was already boiling all the way to the tip of her heart. No matter how many times she blushed, and how many times she was ashamed to cast aside her self, she wanted to let him know that she liked him unreservedly.
Hearing this, Que Qingyan let go of the intimate hug, suppressed her smile, and looked down at Lin Mian.
"I can sleep on the sofa in the master bedroom, it doesn't matter if I sleep on the floor." Lin Mian used all the thick skin in his life on him, pursed his lips and said seriously, "As long as you can... um—"
Before she could say the second half of the sentence "Sleep in a bedroom with me", Que Qingyan held the back of her neck and blocked her lips.
The lower lip was touched and kissed, and Lin Mian's blushing face was burning hot at this moment, and before he had time to think about it, his lips were pressed and kissed deeply.
Que Qingyan clasped her waist, his eyes dark.
Lin Mian's infancy of falling in love for the first time, and his naive and sincere gestures of affection are far more aphrodisiac than all love words.
Emotions are not strict and correct laws and regulations, and there are too many provocative factors. When facing Lin Mian, even if Que Qingyan intentionally restrained, all her forbearance and repression would always face a contest between out of control and self-control, and finally fell apart before her frank confession, and her uncontrollable lust almost burned up quickly.
Lin Mian was dazed by the kiss, and her breathing was fragmented and disorderly. When she came back to her senses, she had already retreated from the closet to the bed, and was kissed again while sitting on the head of the bed.
"..." The lips parted briefly, and Que Qingyan's fingertips stroked the sensitive skin behind her ears, her brows were sparse and long, and the ending sound seemed to be comforting, "Push back the schedule for tomorrow morning first."
Finally having a chance to catch his breath, Lin Mian adjusted his breath and subconsciously repeated: "Push?"
She had just reacted from the charming and ambiguous kiss, and gradually understood the meaning of this sentence when she looked at Shang Que Qingyan's dark eyes.
yes…
Lin Mian's little heart was overloaded in an instant, and his fingers clutching the bed sheet curled up.
Is that what she meant? ! !
Under the warm orange light at the head of the bed, Que Qingyan's handsome facial features were clearly outlined, and the corners of his eyes and brows were not as clear and calm as usual. He withdrew his hand from supporting the back of Lin Mian's neck, and kissed her thin lips against the corners of her lips all the way. He tilted his head, and his jaw and neck formed a slender and smooth arc.
Lin Mian's ears were red, and her heart was beating so hard that she couldn't speak a word. Hearing Que Qing say, "I don't want to know, am I frigid?"
"I… "
As soon as he said a word, Lin Mian's fingers holding the sheet froze.
Que Qingyan unfastened the watch on her left wrist and put it by her hand.
Lin Mian looked down, it was the piece she gave Que Qingyan before. She also wears one on her wrist, a couple watch.
What happened tonight happened so suddenly, Lin Mian's whole body was so hot that he could go to heat the hot spring, countless fireworks exploded in his mind, and his hands were shaking slightly. Just when she was about to ask Que Qingyan why she gave her the watch, she was dragged over her waist and pushed into the soft bed the next moment.
The floor heating was turned on in the bedroom, and Lin Mian had already taken off his coat when he packed his luggage just now, leaving only a thin sweater on his body. Que Qingyan pointed his fingers upwards from her waist along the curvature of her spine, and said something in a low voice.
It's a German sentence. After Lin Mian belatedly understood, her heart skipped a beat.
is the series name of this watch—
Ich will dich.
want you.
The customary legal restraint was released along with this watch, like the shackles of Tao around lust, the more abstinent, the more destructive.
"..." Lin Mian blushed to death, but silently rubbed his head on Que Qingyan's shoulder, and replied fearlessly, "Me too."
The moment she rubbed her head against Que Qingyan's shoulder, Lin Mian said in her heart that if she had known that saying those words would be so useful, she would have said them in the first place.
In the middle of the night, Lin Mian didn't even utter a complete sentence, her eyes were red and moist, and she sobbed and said, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have said it.
Teacher Mu Mian realized two truths that night.
One is, don't talk nonsense.
Another one is...
Under the dim light, Que Qingyan carried Lin Mian out of the bathroom, carried her back into the bed, leaned over and kissed the inside of her wrist: "What's wrong?"
Lin Mian shrank into a shrimp ball under the quilt, only the red tips of her ears were exposed. After a while, she whispered too softly: "I want... a mobile phone."
As soon as she got her phone, Lin Mian felt overwhelmed with drowsiness and fatigue, and aggrievedly deleted the unsearchable webpage.