Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Something was on her mind, Lin Qiuran even forgot to wear slippers, and walked straight downstairs with bare feet.

The lights in the hall have been extinguished, only a gleam of light still shines through the gap in the door of the training room.

Lin Qiuran gritted her teeth and exhaled lightly.

Walking towards the training room with lowered footsteps, Lin Qiuran sneaked a peek inside along the crack of the door.

Zhao Qichen's sitting posture happened to be with his back facing the door.

At this time, Zhao Qichen was lying on the table in a self-defensive posture.

The computer in front of him was still on, but it was no longer the interface of the game, but the lyrics that were slowly sliding.

Lin Qiuran fixed her eyes and saw the music that was looping.

It is Let her go by the British traveler band Passenger.

Lin Qiuran has heard this song before. If I remember correctly, the melody of this song is rather depressing.

It is not the first time that Zhao Qichen chooses to listen to music alone when he is in a bad mood.

Just being seen by Lin Qiuran has happened twice.

This is the second time.

Lin Qiuran's originally complicated mood has gradually turned into distress.

This seemingly invincible and proud young man actually hides a fragile and sensitive heart deep in his heart.

Lin Qiuran turned and took a blanket from the sofa, and tiptoed into the training room.

Gently unfolding, she moved gently, trying to cover Zhao Qichen with the blanket.

Zhao Qichen himself was lightly sleepy, and Lin Qiuran's action woke him up directly.

With slightly dazed eyes flashing, Zhao Qichen seemed to have not yet woken up from the chaos.

"Are you... awake?"

Seeing Lin Qiuran's face, Zhao Qichen's eyes gradually recovered.

At the same time, it is accompanied by the restoration of all consciousness.

Zhao Qichen turned his head and did not answer Lin Qiuran's words.

Lin Qiuran was a little embarrassed, but when she thought about her thinking over and over again this day, she finally sighed slightly.

"I was drunk last night, did I say something that made you unhappy?"

Lin Qiuran had thought of countless opening dialogues before, but in the end, he chose the most direct and simple question.

When I asked him to say "yes", Lin Qiuran immediately explained to him.

Hearing Lin Qiuran's question, Zhao Qichen's mouth curled up.

It seems to be laughing at himself, and it seems to be smiling wryly.

"Why, do you remember?"

Although Zhao Qichen didn't directly confirm it, since he said so, he can basically confirm that this is the case.

"I want to have a serious talk with you about this matter now, do you... want to listen?"

Zhao Qichen didn't answer, but his originally stern face paused a little.

Seeing that he didn't show resistance, Lin Qiuran continued speaking on his own.

"Actually, before I was with you, I had a boyfriend... When I was in college, he cheated on me and we broke up."

Lin Qiuran spoke about the situation between herself and Dandong in just one sentence.

Zhao Qichen raised his eyes, and his eyes flickered on Lin Qiuran's face.

"You...why are you still recalling this incident when you're drunk?"

In fact, what Zhao Qichen really struggled with was not how complicated Lin Qiuran's previous love history was. What he cared most about was not knowing how much weight he had in her heart.

Still recalling the behavior of her old lover after being drunk, Zhao Qichen felt that she might not have as many seats in her heart as the person who betrayed Lin Qiuran.

Facing Zhao Qichen's questioning, Lin Qiuran really couldn't laugh or cry, he couldn't tell Zhao Qichen that he was drunk and scolded Dandong when he was in college.

"It's really been a long time ago. You don't have to worry that I still have any old feelings for him... Maybe it's just that being betrayed hit me hard at that time, so I've been brooding about it."

After speaking, Lin Qiuran carefully observed Zhao Qichen's expression.

"Who's worried..."

Pouting his mouth, Zhao Qichen immediately looked away.

Lin Qiuran stepped forward and rubbed Zhao Qichen's hair vigorously.

"Don't lose your temper with me, because you and I have been in a low mood for a day, and I don't even feel in the mood to read documents."

"..."

Being angry with her feelings has also affected her normal work?

Although Zhao Qichen didn't give in, after listening to Lin Qiuran's explanation and what he just said, most of the resentment in his heart has dissipated.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at Lin Qiuran with a strong purpose.

Lin Qiuran: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that I was entangled with myself all day, what is going on.

Lin Qiuran stepped forward and gently climbed onto Zhao Qichen's shoulder.

Aiming at his thin lips, she kissed him deeply.

Zhao Qichen's eyes darkened, dissatisfied with Lin Qiuran's casual contact, he supported the back of her head with his big hand, and brought Lin Qiuran's face to his forehead with one force.

Foreheads touched, eyes exchanged.

Zhao Qichen kissed her forcefully.

Lin Qiuran did not forget to respond, the hand that was originally on Zhao Qichen's shoulder slowly wrapped around his neck.

As a result, the two showed an extremely ambiguous posture.

Zhao Qichen sat on the gaming chair with his legs together, and Lin Qiuran straddled Zhao Qichen's injured leg.

Limbs intertwined, Zhao Qichen held his head up, and kept demanding from Lin Qiuran's mouth.

From time to time, there was the sound of saliva colliding in the space, adding a little bit of ambiguity to the originally narrow and quiet training room.

The temperature in the air rose suddenly in an instant, and when Zhao Qichen stopped, Lin Qiuran felt that his tongue was a little loose.

Both of them were breathing heavily.

Looking at the slightly flushed man in front of him, Lin Qiuran couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Qichen felt that laughing out loud after a long tongue kiss was an insult to his kissing skills.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to laugh..."

Lin Qiuran couldn't help shivering in Zhao Qichen's arms while talking.

She didn't know what she was laughing at either.

But I also felt happy in my heart, and it was too aggrieved not to smile.

Zhao Qichen's face was full of black lines, and he directly hugged the woman in his arms.

"Believe it or not, I will make you cry immediately."

Zhao Qichen's deep voice suddenly sounded in Lin Qiuran's ears.

Only at this time did Lin Qiuran realize that he seemed to be exerting too much force.

Because the team members were about to rest now, when Zhao Qichen carried Lin Qiuran upstairs, she couldn't even do a little resistance.

In the end, Lin Qiuran could only hold the door frame and protest weakly in a low voice:

"I haven't even taken a shower..."

Zhao Qichen opened her hand little by little, and threw it on the bed in a slightly rude manner. How could there be a gentleman and a little milk dog in front of Lin Qiuran on weekdays?
"What's the rush, we'll be together later..."

In the end, Lin Qiuran's protests could only be drowned out bit by bit, in the endless night.