Qin Wanshu was taken aback, why when she heard Zuo Qinghuan's words, she felt like she was saying let's eat.
"Don't be fooling around." Qin Wanshu blocked Zuo Qinghuan's face buried in his chest with his hands, avoiding Zuo Qinghuan from making a more intimate move. Even so, they are still very close at this moment, and the ambiguous breath still lingers. Go around.
"I'm serious." Zuo Qinghuan said to Qin Wanshu with a very serious expression and tone. Her eyes turned to Qin Wanshu, Zuo Qinghuan's eyes became black and shiny, and if black pearls were generally reflected in Qin Wanshu's eyes, Qin Wanshu was right. Zuo Qinghuan saw unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.
Qin Wanshu raised his head, gently covered Zuo Qinghuan’s forehead with his lips, and left if he touched a feather, "I have always resisted this aspect of things. Maybe one day, I will try it for you. , But not now." Qin Wanshu thinks that she probably really likes Zuo Qinghuan, but she has not yet reached love, so she does not want Zuo Qinghuan to continue to be more intimate, and even if one day she is willing to be more intimate with Zuo Qinghuan She will definitely make herself single when she acts.
Zuo Qinghuan felt that her nose was a little sour, and it was obviously rejected by Qin Wanshu, but Zuo Qinghuan felt very moved in her heart. The kiss made Zuo Qinghuan feel pityed. Zuo Qinghuan has always believed that he is a person who values desires and despise feelings, but now he realizes that there is no desire, and the feeling will be purer.
"Qin Wanshu, what should I do if I like you more and more? Even if you have always been sexually cold, I find that I can be a nun with you for you." After Zuo Qinghuan finished speaking, he stopped pressing on Qin Banshu. Instead, he lay down beside Qin Wanshu obediently.
Qin Wanshu watched Zuo Qinghuan lying obediently next to him. When Zuo Qinghuan couldn't perceive him, he raised a little smile and became a nun together. It was because Zuo Qinghuan could think of such a word, but said this sentence At the time, it would be nice if Zuo Qinghuan didn't bring grievances.
"Then go to sleep, it's not early." Qin Wanshu looked at the watch on his wrist and found that it was quite late.
"I can't sleep, you can tell me a story." Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's face and found that he couldn't see enough, let alone close his eyes.
"What story do you want to hear?" Qin Wanshu felt that Zuo Qinghuan at this time really looked like a little girl, and inexplicably made Qin Wanshu want to indulge her. In fact, he was a very maternal person, Qin Wanshu thought secretly.
"The story of Snow White and Cinderella." Zuo Qinghuan thought for a while and said.
Qin Wanshu was taken aback, did Zuo Qinghuan want to relive his mother's love? Qin Wanshu didn't tell the story of Snow White and Cinderella, but told Zuo Qinghuan some idiom stories that were rarely seen.
Zuo Qinghuan quietly listened to the story Qin Banshu told herself. When Qin Banshu told the story, his expression was very soft, and his voice was surprisingly gentle and nice. Although Qin Banshu’s story was very interesting, Zuo Qinghuan didn’t pay much attention to what Qin Banshu told. The story is that she looked at Qin Wanshu straightforwardly, and she felt that she was really happy at the moment.
"What's the matter?" Qin Wanshu asked Zuo Qinghuan, who looked straight at him.
"Will you hug me?" Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu and said pleadingly, much like a little girl begging for a hug from her mother.
At this time, Zuo Qinghuan was really a very young girl. Qin Wanshu smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to embrace Zuo Qinghuan in his arms. Although a naked woman was as slippery as a loach, she suddenly realized that she was still I really like cute little things.
"You know, no one would ever tell me stories. When I was a child, I wished my mother could be like other mothers, even if not like other mothers, but at least not like that." Zuo Qinghuan buried his head in Qin Wanshu's Said his chest tightly.
"You really lack maternal love. According to psychological theories, children who were hurt when they were young are easily distorted when they grow up, and they seem to be true." Qin Wanshu said slyly, it is rare that she would also make jokes about Zuo Qinghuan.
"Where am I distorted?" Zuo Qinghuan raised his head unconvinced and asked Qin Wanshu. Zuo Qinghuan felt that he was beautiful and good-looking, and he didn't look crooked anywhere.
"I didn't say you again, you took the seat by yourself." Qin Wanshu said with a smile. She found herself in a good mood with Zuo Qinghuan.
"Qin Wanshu, you can also be sarcastic. I really can't tell that my goddess will not be sarcastic. Qin Wanshu will return my goddess to me!" Zuo Qinghuan pretended to be angry and said, reaching out to Qin Wanshu's waist and tickling it. Sadly, he discovered that Qin Wanshu was not even afraid of itching.
"Hey, why are you not ticklish?" Zuo Qinghuan didn't give up, how could there be people who are not ticklish?
Seeing Zuo Qinghuan’s unconvinced appearance, Qin Wanshu seemed to be very ticklish. In order to confirm his guess, Qin Wanshu stretched out his hand and slid to Zuo Qinghuan’s smooth waist, scratching it lightly, and felt Zuo Qinghuan’s body. Shrinking, really ticklish.
Zuo Qinghuan felt his body crisp and itchy, and quickly grabbed Qin Wanshu's hand, "Don't touch it, I'm afraid of itching." Zuo Qinghuan surrendered without success, she was most afraid of it, although when Qin Wanshu touched it, except for itching. Besides, there is still a trace of electricity, but if you touch it again, there will be problems. She doesn't want to be caused by an ascetic woman to make her desire and fire, and then can not be resolved, then she really has to be suffocated.
"Go to sleep, it's almost two o'clock." Qin Wanshu retracted her finger, she didn't know the impact of her inadvertent actions on Zuo Qinghuan. It's just that Qin Wanshu, who has always had a regular life and rest, is really sleepy at this time.
"Well, go to sleep." Although Zuo Qinghuan was still very excited, seeing that Qin Wanshu was really sleepy, he stopped making trouble with her.
"Would you like to wear pajamas?" Qin Wanshu asked. Although it feels good to the touch, it is always a bit strange to hang naked on his body.
"Occasionally, it’s good to sleep naked." In fact, Zuo Qinghuan hoped that Qin Wanshu would feel better when she slept naked, but Zuo Qinghuan didn’t like to sleep naked because it would make her feel insecure. But because Qin Wanshu is by her side, Qin Wanshu's breath and temperature will always make her feel at ease.
Seeing this, Qin Wanshu stopped saying anything, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
Zuo Qinghuan also kissed Qin Wanshu's forehead lightly, and got into Qin Wanshu's arms, ready to go to sleep.
Zuo Qinghuan did it in the kitchen, and Qin Wanshu turned on the TV in the living room, waiting for breakfast.
At this time Zuo Qinghuan's cell phone rang, and Qin Wanshu wouldn't pick up other people's calls randomly. She took the cell phone in to Zuo Qinghuan without even looking at the screen.
"Your phone rang." Qin Wanshu took the phone to the kitchen.
"Probably it's Li Xin, you can pick it up for me." Zuo Qinghuan was frying the poached eggs and couldn't get his hands free.
Qin Wanshu looked at the phone and found that the caller ID was Li Yaojie. After confirming that it was not Han Shibin, he pressed the answer button. Qin Wanshu felt that Li Xin's meaning to Zuo Qinghuan was probably the same as Shi Yunyang's.
"Zuo Qinghuan, don't you miss me? My sister will return to China next week, and I will be lucky when my sister returns..." Li Xin seemed to be in a good mood and joked.
"She is frying the poached eggs, I will let her call you later." Qin Wanshu interrupted Li Xin's increasingly restricted level, it seems that it is not unreasonable for things to gather together.
Li Xin on the other end almost couldn't close his mouth. The voice was clearly Qin Wanshu. Are they close enough to answer the phone? The most important thing is this. Will it be too early for Qin Wanshu and Zuo Qinghuan to be together and have a loving breakfast? Could it be that they were together last night? Li Xin had already dreamed about it, and I want to forgive Li Xin for being impure. The restricted level has already begun to be staged in his brain, and I admire Zuo Qinghuan in his heart, feeling that Zuo Qinghuan has grown too much.
Qin Wanshu saw that there had been no sound for a long time, so he hung up the phone.
Li Xin's mobile phone in Zuo Qinghuan is Li Yaonii, so what is his mobile phone in Zuo Qinghuan? Qin Wanshu couldn't afford a little curiosity. When she scrolled down the call log a little, she saw the three words Athena. She was not sure that it was herself. When she opened it, it turned out that it was her own number.
Athena, Qin Wanshu was a little speechless for a while, this hat was big and heavy, and it was a headache. Well, at least this image is very great, Qin Wanshu felt helplessly.
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Qin Wanshu was taken aback, why when she heard Zuo Qinghuan's words, she felt like she was saying let's eat.
"Don't be fooling around." Qin Wanshu blocked Zuo Qinghuan's face buried in his chest with his hands, avoiding Zuo Qinghuan from making a more intimate move. Even so, they are still very close at this moment, and the ambiguous breath still lingers. Go around.
"I'm serious." Zuo Qinghuan said to Qin Wanshu with a very serious expression and tone. Her eyes turned to Qin Wanshu, Zuo Qinghuan's eyes became black and shiny, and if black pearls were generally reflected in Qin Wanshu's eyes, Qin Wanshu was right. Zuo Qinghuan saw unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.
Qin Wanshu raised his head, gently covered Zuo Qinghuan’s forehead with his lips, and left if he touched a feather, "I have always resisted this aspect of things. Maybe one day, I will try it for you. , But not now." Qin Wanshu thinks that she probably really likes Zuo Qinghuan, but she has not yet reached love, so she does not want Zuo Qinghuan to continue to be more intimate, and even if one day she is willing to be more intimate with Zuo Qinghuan She will definitely make herself single when she acts.
Zuo Qinghuan felt that her nose was a little sour, and it was obviously rejected by Qin Wanshu, but Zuo Qinghuan felt very moved in her heart. The kiss made Zuo Qinghuan feel pityed. Zuo Qinghuan has always believed that he is a person who values desires and despise feelings, but now he realizes that there is no desire, and the feeling will be purer.
"Qin Wanshu, what should I do if I like you more and more? Even if you have always been sexually cold, I find that I can be a nun with you for you." After Zuo Qinghuan finished speaking, he stopped pressing on Qin Banshu. Instead, he lay down beside Qin Wanshu obediently.
Qin Wanshu watched Zuo Qinghuan lying obediently next to him. When Zuo Qinghuan couldn't perceive him, he raised a little smile and became a nun together. It was because Zuo Qinghuan could think of such a word, but said this sentence At the time, it would be nice if Zuo Qinghuan didn't bring grievances.
"Then go to sleep, it's not early." Qin Wanshu looked at the watch on his wrist and found that it was quite late.
"I can't sleep, you can tell me a story." Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's face and found that he couldn't see enough, let alone close his eyes.
"What story do you want to hear?" Qin Wanshu felt that Zuo Qinghuan at this time really looked like a little girl, and inexplicably made Qin Wanshu want to indulge her. In fact, he was a very maternal person, Qin Wanshu thought secretly.
"The story of Snow White and Cinderella." Zuo Qinghuan thought for a while and said.
Qin Wanshu was taken aback, did Zuo Qinghuan want to relive his mother's love? Qin Wanshu didn't tell the story of Snow White and Cinderella, but told Zuo Qinghuan some idiom stories that were rarely seen.
Zuo Qinghuan quietly listened to the story Qin Banshu told herself. When Qin Banshu told the story, his expression was very soft, and his voice was surprisingly gentle and nice. Although Qin Banshu’s story was very interesting, Zuo Qinghuan didn’t pay much attention to what Qin Banshu told. The story is that she looked at Qin Wanshu straightforwardly, and she felt that she was really happy at the moment.
"What's the matter?" Qin Wanshu asked Zuo Qinghuan, who looked straight at him.
"Will you hug me?" Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu and said pleadingly, much like a little girl begging for a hug from her mother.
At this time, Zuo Qinghuan was really a very young girl. Qin Wanshu smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to embrace Zuo Qinghuan in his arms. Although a naked woman was as slippery as a loach, she suddenly realized that she was still I really like cute little things.
"You know, no one would ever tell me stories. When I was a child, I wished my mother could be like other mothers, even if not like other mothers, but at least not like that." Zuo Qinghuan buried his head in Qin Wanshu's Said his chest tightly.
"You really lack maternal love. According to psychological theories, children who were hurt when they were young are easily distorted when they grow up, and they seem to be true." Qin Wanshu said slyly, it is rare that she would also make jokes about Zuo Qinghuan.
"Where am I distorted?" Zuo Qinghuan raised his head unconvinced and asked Qin Wanshu. Zuo Qinghuan felt that he was beautiful and good-looking, and he didn't look crooked anywhere.
"I didn't say you again, you took the seat by yourself." Qin Wanshu said with a smile. She found herself in a good mood with Zuo Qinghuan.
"Qin Wanshu, you can also be sarcastic. I really can't tell that my goddess will not be sarcastic. Qin Wanshu will return my goddess to me!" Zuo Qinghuan pretended to be angry and said, reaching out to Qin Wanshu's waist and tickling it. Sadly, he discovered that Qin Wanshu was not even afraid of itching.
"Hey, why are you not ticklish?" Zuo Qinghuan didn't give up, how could there be people who are not ticklish?
Seeing Zuo Qinghuan’s unconvinced appearance, Qin Wanshu seemed to be very ticklish. In order to confirm his guess, Qin Wanshu stretched out his hand and slid to Zuo Qinghuan’s smooth waist, scratching it lightly, and felt Zuo Qinghuan’s body. Shrinking, really ticklish.
Zuo Qinghuan felt his body crisp and itchy, and quickly grabbed Qin Wanshu's hand, "Don't touch it, I'm afraid of itching." Zuo Qinghuan surrendered without success, she was most afraid of it, although when Qin Wanshu touched it, except for itching. Besides, there is still a trace of electricity, but if you touch it again, there will be problems. She doesn't want to be caused by an ascetic woman to make her desire and fire, and then can not be resolved, then she really has to be suffocated.
"Go to sleep, it's almost two o'clock." Qin Wanshu retracted her finger, she didn't know the impact of her inadvertent actions on Zuo Qinghuan. It's just that Qin Wanshu, who has always had a regular life and rest, is really sleepy at this time.
"Well, go to sleep." Although Zuo Qinghuan was still very excited, seeing that Qin Wanshu was really sleepy, he stopped making trouble with her.
"Would you like to wear pajamas?" Qin Wanshu asked. Although it feels good to the touch, it is always a bit strange to hang naked on his body.
"Occasionally, it’s good to sleep naked." In fact, Zuo Qinghuan hoped that Qin Wanshu would feel better when she slept naked, but Zuo Qinghuan didn’t like to sleep naked because it would make her feel insecure. But because Qin Wanshu is by her side, Qin Wanshu's breath and temperature will always make her feel at ease.
Seeing this, Qin Wanshu stopped saying anything, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
Zuo Qinghuan also kissed Qin Wanshu's forehead lightly, and got into Qin Wanshu's arms, ready to go to sleep.
Zuo Qinghuan did it in the kitchen, and Qin Wanshu turned on the TV in the living room, waiting for breakfast.
At this time Zuo Qinghuan's cell phone rang, and Qin Wanshu wouldn't pick up other people's calls randomly. She took the cell phone in to Zuo Qinghuan without even looking at the screen.
"Your phone rang." Qin Wanshu took the phone to the kitchen.
"Probably it's Li Xin, you can pick it up for me." Zuo Qinghuan was frying the poached eggs and couldn't get his hands free.
Qin Wanshu looked at the phone and found that the caller ID was Li Yaojie. After confirming that it was not Han Shibin, he pressed the answer button. Qin Wanshu felt that Li Xin's meaning to Zuo Qinghuan was probably the same as Shi Yunyang's.
"Zuo Qinghuan, don't you miss me? My sister will return to China next week, and I will be lucky when my sister returns..." Li Xin seemed to be in a good mood and joked.
"She is frying the poached eggs, I will let her call you later." Qin Wanshu interrupted Li Xin's increasingly restricted level, it seems that it is not unreasonable for things to gather together.
Li Xin on the other end almost couldn't close his mouth. The voice was clearly Qin Wanshu. Are they close enough to answer the phone? The most important thing is this. Will it be too early for Qin Wanshu and Zuo Qinghuan to be together and have a loving breakfast? Could it be that they were together last night? Li Xin had already dreamed about it, and I want to forgive Li Xin for being impure. The restricted level has already begun to be staged in his brain, and I admire Zuo Qinghuan in his heart, feeling that Zuo Qinghuan has grown too much.
Qin Wanshu saw that there had been no sound for a long time, so he hung up the phone.
Li Xin's mobile phone in Zuo Qinghuan is Li Yaonii, so what is his mobile phone in Zuo Qinghuan? Qin Wanshu couldn't afford a little curiosity. When she scrolled down the call log a little, she saw the three words Athena. She was not sure that it was herself. When she opened it, it turned out that it was her own number.
Athena, Qin Wanshu was a little speechless for a while, this hat was big and heavy, and it was a headache. Well, at least this image is very great, Qin Wanshu felt helplessly.
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