Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

The car drove all the way into the underground parking lot. After getting out of the car, Yin Liting wanted to help Yu Qingluo carry the bag, but as soon as his hand touched her arm, she turned away.

Then, their eyes met and they both paused.

No matter how slow he was, Yin Liting realized that something was wrong:

"What happened? What activity? Were you wronged?"

“My grandma’s birthday…”

Just as he was thinking whether he had forgotten something again, he suddenly heard this sentence, and Yin Liting's brain instantly "boomed". He subconsciously wanted to apologize, but before he could say anything, he heard her say:

"I have already delivered the gift for you."

Yu Qingluo was very clear about how he viewed their relationship, and she also knew that she shouldn't have any emotions towards him. But after all, he was the man closest to her, and she couldn't pretend today.

Turning around, she walked directly to the elevator.

Behind him, Yin Liting suddenly realized that it was not that he had forgotten, but that she had never intended to take him with her.

Thinking of the first scene in the hotel between the two of them and the sporadic conversations heard in the hospital, he knew without asking that she must have been bullied when she returned home.

No wonder he feels so down and out, as if he has eaten explosives.

Then, he followed.

After returning home, Yu Qingluo was not as lively as usual. She washed up, changed clothes and went straight to bed. When Yin Liting came out of the shower, the light on the bedside was off.

This was a situation he had never encountered before when the two of them were together.

He tiptoed onto the bed without even daring to look at his phone. He glanced at the woman who was half-curled up with her back to him, and quickly turned off the lights.

In the darkness, Yu Qingluo felt a heat behind him, and an arm was placed on him.

A fire in my heart exploded instantly.

"Don't touch me. I'm not in the mood."

She rolled up the quilt and curled up a little more:

Partners also have the right to choose!

Every time I come back, it's just this one thing. What is she?

Men really don't have any good things.

Feeling irritated and ready to explode, Yu Qingluo shook off the hand on her body. However, before she could move again, the arm that was moving down tightened again, and a heat came from above her head:

"No, go to sleep."

He just wanted to hold her and lean on her.

She smells delicious.

Yu Qingluo stopped moving. His eyes, which had been tightly closed in the darkness, slowly opened and then closed again.

On a quiet and lonely night, two people who were equally thirsty for warmth maintained this posture and fell asleep contentedly, having a good night's sleep.

……

The next day, Yu Qingluo opened her eyes, still maintaining the half-back posture, but someone's hand that was originally placed outside the quilt had moved inside the quilt, and also went in along the hem of her clothes and stopped at the highest point.

"Yin Liting~"

This is shameless!

She didn't want to give it to him last night, so she didn't wear her usual silk suspender nightgown, but changed into a loose T-shirt and wore long pants. Who could have thought that this man would not be honest with his hands even when he was sleeping?

Turning around, Yu Qingluo felt a pain in her chest before she could push his hand away. She instantly felt like a deflated ball and hummed unconsciously. Then she met a pair of beautiful eyes that were sleepy and slightly open.

"What are you doing?"

Bastard, he dares to use force?

Not only was her hands dishonest, but the collar of her pajamas was also wide open. In the dim light, her tangled skin was full of hormones. Her face flushed red, and Yu Qingluo punched him with her little fist:

"Don't let go, let go~"

It's so early in the morning, can you please have some shame?

I was a little confused at first, but then I realized that if Yin Liting could hold back, he would not be a man.

So, the two of them made up for the exercise they had missed in the evening that morning. Most of the morning was spent in this way by someone. If Yu Qingluo hadn't been so hungry that her stomach was growling, it is estimated that someone would not have stopped.

After the exercise, Yu Qingluo leaned weakly on Yin Liting's strong chest and found that he did not seem to be as unwilling or unhappy as he had imagined.

Although someone's skills are a bit shabby, the process is generally good and does not outweigh its flaws.

Especially this warm and powerful embrace, which is actually very tempting.

She leaned forward to him again, she was so tired that she didn't even raise her eyelids:

"It's boring. You cook today."

"Haha" laughed, Yin Liting was obviously in a good mood, he rubbed her hair, and lowered his head to give her a light kiss:

"it is good."

He grabbed the phone with one hand and started ordering takeout.

Looking up and glancing at him, Yu Qingluo narrowed her eyes again, but couldn't help wondering if he hadn't yet dealt with the big star or if that woman simply couldn't satisfy him, otherwise why would he torment her every time he came back?

In Yu Qingluo's understanding, this was the double consequence of being stimulated outside.

Just like those criminals who committed crimes impulsively after watching porn movies.

But shouldn’t men be more cautious and never forget about these two situations?

I really can’t figure it out.

She couldn't help but think of the years she had known and dated Pei Junchi.

We are all men, why does he never seem to have this instinct towards me?

When they first met, they were not familiar with each other and he was experiencing setbacks in his career, so she could understand that, but what about later?

Is it because he wants to get back together with his ex or because of Yu Kehuan?

Thinking of her only relationship which lasted for many years, her heart couldn't help but ache again.

She seems to be a real failure as a person.

Even though you are so sincere, you still end up with nothing good in the end.

His fingertips unconsciously stroked the strong arm in front of him, and Yu Qingluo suddenly felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with this. Without too much expectations, he would not get hurt.

After they washed up, the takeaway arrived and Yin Liting opened the door to pick it up.

While browsing her phone and enjoying a sumptuous brunch, Yu Qingluo chatted with Yin Liting from time to time:

"The glass is dirty, let's find a housekeeper to clean it! Any recommendations? How did you maintain it in the past?"

When she came in, the house was like a model room and she fell in love with it at first sight.

"It's taken care of by the housekeeper."

In the past, he seldom came back to live here. I remember that someone cleaned the house once a month. Sometimes, if he came back too often and felt the house was dirty, he would call and have someone come to clean it up:

"I'll call Uncle Li later and ask him to arrange for someone to come over next week."

When he was around, he actually didn't like having other people at home.

"Okay, let's clean everything up once we get here. By the way, remember to tell them not to touch my computer. It's precious."

Shaking his head, Yin Liting thought of the notebook on the small table in the bedroom. It was obviously a model from a few years ago, and the letters on the keyboard were worn out.

While he was making a phone call and sending a message, he saw the woman across from him get up again in a hurry and directly put the small cake he ordered for her into a box and took it away:

"The company's Mid-Autumn Festival gifts arrived, and my colleagues asked me to go select the products. I took another gift and left."

After a rustling sound, there was the sound of a door closing. Yin Liting's lips unconsciously pursed into a line:

It’s not even July 15th yet, why are you in such a hurry?

What crap is more important than him?