Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

"I want you to kiss me more than to touch me."

A lazy voice sounded.

Shen Rao woke up at some point, his sleepy black eyes were slightly narrowed and his lips were lightly curled.

He held her hand, placed it on his waist, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, hugging her in a very close and intimate posture.

Qi Yan felt the hard narrow waist of his hand and the hot body pressing against him. He was silent for a while, then hugged him back, buried his head in his chest, and whispered.

"No more kissing, go to sleep."

"..."

Shen Rao's expectant eyes sank and softened.

With his free hand, he cupped the back of her head and bent down to kiss the top of her head. He rested his chin against her, closed his eyes, and hummed hoarsely.

"it is good."

Qi Yan listened to the heartbeat like a drum in his ear, which gradually slowed down, and his heavy breathing became smooth.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the strength of the arms holding her tightly, and her whole body was wrapped in the warm and strong embrace.

She concealed the calmness in her eyes, adjusted her breathing, and closed her eyes, but she did not fall asleep until the second half of the night.

She raised her eyes and stared at the serene face of Shen Rao for a long time, her eyelashes like small brushes casting a small shadow.

He was sleeping soundly, his brows were relaxed, and his sharp and aggressive facial features were now gentle and peaceful.

Who would have thought that he was staring at the ceiling blankly and numbly last night, unable to close his eyes at all.

Qi Yan stretched out his finger and brushed the subtle bruise under his eye, then he sighed softly.

Why are you so stupid?

……

The sky was getting light. The winter sky in the imperial capital always gets bright late, and a gray and misty light was pouring in.

The cold and clear light separates the warm interior into two worlds, seeming both real and illusory.

When Shen Rao opened his eyes, there was no one beside him, and the chain on his ankle had been untied at some point.

Only the body temperature remaining on the sheets told him that it was not an illusion.

He caught a glimpse of a tall figure on the small balcony from the corner of his eye, and his hands, which were tightly gripping the bed sheet, relaxed and his breathing slowed down.

Qi Yan leaned on the wooden fence of the small open-air balcony, the scarlet flickering on her fingertips, and the bleak tobacco dissipated with the cold wind.

She glanced at the rising sun in the distance that was submerged by steel and concrete, took a puff of cigarette slowly, and her clear eyes reflected the gray sky.

A cigarette burned out, Qi Yan took one out of the box and put it to his lips, lowering his eyes. Just as he lit it, the sliding door behind him was pushed open.

Shen Rao held the blanket, leaned his hand on the door frame, stared at the metal lighter in her hand, and did not move.

The wind blew her black hair across her face.

Qi Yan was stunned with a cigarette in her mouth. During this time, Shen Rao strode over and wrapped her in a thick blanket.

He lowered his eyes, took a cigarette from the box in her hand without saying a word, and put it in his mouth.

While Qi Yan was stunned, he held her shoulders, leaned over, and pointed the cigarette butt at the still burning cigarette at her lips.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lifted his eyelids, his dark pupils met the clear eyes.

An ambiguous atmosphere was spreading, it was more like a kiss than lighting a cigarette.

After lighting the cigarette, Shen Rao was not in a hurry to smoke it. He held it between his fingertips and let the smoke curl up.

He placed his hands on the wooden fence behind Qi Yan, holding her in his arms, with an aggressive breath carrying the cold smell of tobacco.

His handsome eyebrows suddenly curved, and he tapped her hand holding the lighter with his fingers and smiled.

"Qi Yan, shouldn't you explain? I thought you were lost."

Strictly speaking, this was the first thing he gave to Qi Yan.

The last time I saw it at Jinhua Club, I thought I was dazzled, but now it seems not.

"Well... not lost."

Qi Yan took off the cigarette body and turned away uncomfortably.

The hand holding the metal lighter tightened.

That year, in the alley next to Yaqing, her own plastic lighter ran out of fire, and when she was about to go to the convenience store to buy a new one, Shen Rao suddenly appeared, handed her this, and then left.

That was their second meeting. Later, Qi Yan wanted to return it, but he simply told her that if she didn't like it, she could just throw it away.

Just like that, a valuable lighter fell into her hands, but for some unknown reason, she didn't throw it away.

Qi Yan felt more than once that he might have been bewitched.

Or maybe I'm just used to it and I'm too lazy to change it.

I don’t know what made Shen Rao happy with these words. He curled his thin lips and kissed her eye corner.

Unable to suppress the joy.

“You actually love me to death.”

"..."

Shen Rao has this bad habit in his bones. Even after all these years, it hasn't changed. If you give him a little bit of face, he will be so proud of himself.

Qi Yan didn't know what to say. She admitted that she was attracted by the light at first...

But what is love?

As she thought about it, she glanced at Shen Rao's nose which was red from the cold wind, put out her cigarette, pulled the blanket over him, touched his slightly cold hands, and urged him.

"Go back quickly, it's too cold outside."

Shen Rao smiled, put the cigarette next to her cigarette butt, spread out the blanket, hugged her in his arms, and immersed his warm body in her.

Carrying Qi Yan back into the house, she had plenty of muscles but was not heavy.

The heating in the room was powerful enough to dispel the cold immediately, as if it was spanning two extremely different worlds.

Qi Yan was put on the bedside. Shen Rao rested his forehead on her shoulder. He took her hand and stroked the metal lighter with some paint peeling off, with a gentle expression.

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"The paint is peeling off. I'll buy you a new one."

Talk about it.

This was snatched from Gu Qing. He didn't smoke much and wasn't interested in lighters, but Gu Qing loved these fancy things.

That year, the girl with a cold expression stood at the entrance of the alley, frowning slightly. She couldn't start the car no matter what she did. He sat in the car and stared at her in a daze.

He took the most expensive one from the lighter collection box that Gu Qing was showing off and ran to hand it to Qi Yan.

I didn't even dare to say a word to her at that time, and I ran back with my heart pounding.

Gu Qing also treated him in a sarcastic way, saying that he used his stuff to pick up girls, which was really a case of using someone else's stuff to pay tribute to someone else.

Such an expensive thing, and you didn't even say a word, you coward.

Thinking about the past, Shen Rao suddenly felt that this lighter was a bit annoying.

I'd rather buy her a new one instead.

Just when he made up his mind, Qi Yan shook his head and refused.

"No, this is good, and..."

She paused and continued.

"I'm going to quit smoking, there's no need to buy it."

"what happened?"

Shen Rao was puzzled. Although quitting smoking was a good thing, Qi Yan must have been smoking for quite a long time. Why did he suddenly want to quit now?

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

He asked nervously.

Is there something wrong with the extraction?!

Qi Yan shook her head again, looking at him seriously.

"It's not good to let you breathe my secondhand smoke. If we are together, quitting smoking is the most basic thing."

In fact, she is not a heavy smoker, she is just alone and doesn't pay much attention to these things.

Next, they might have to spend some time together in close proximity, and even if Shen Rao gives up in the end, she can't take chances.

Shen Rao was stunned, staring blankly into her quiet eyes.

That sincerity seems to give you an illusion that there is only you there, only you, and only you.