Su Qingqing vaguely felt a little itchy on her lips. She licked it subconsciously, and then someone held her lips in the mouth and kissed her.

She tilted her head back and endured Yu Xingye's slightly rough kiss. The whimpers that leaked out unconsciously were completely swallowed by Yu Xingye. Although she could clearly not bear it any longer, the hand on Yu Xingye's chest only clenched his clothes on his chest, and she had no intention of pushing him away at all.

a long time.

The passionate kissing stopped, and the silent carriage was filled with the two people's breathing, which was of different frequencies but equally rapid.

Yu Xingye hugged Su Qingqing tightly and kept kissing her on the cheek:

"Are you still sleepy, baby?"

Su Qingqing kissed him on the tip of his nose:

“Very spirited.”

Yu Xingye couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Su Qingqing rested her head on Yu Xingye's shoulder, looked at the vibrating Adam's apple in front of her, and somehow moved forward and sucked on it.

Looking at the small red dot left on it, Su Qingqing avoided Yu Xingye's dark eyes with a guilty conscience and buried her face in his neck:

"Is it going to rain outside?"

Yu Xingye pinched the back of her neck as punishment:

"Well, the wind is picking up."

It is easiest to catch a cold when you just wake up. Yu Xingye was afraid that Su Qingqing would catch a cold, so he woke her up in advance.

Su Qingqing was warmed by his hot body temperature and didn't feel any coolness at all.

"This kind of weather is perfect for sleeping at home."

Yu Xingye gathered the blanket around her:

“It’s also great for doing something else at home.”

Su Qingqing's ears felt hot, and she bit his collarbone:

"Seriously!"

Yu Xingye raised his eyebrows: "What I said is also very serious."

His voice was full of teasing:

"Reading, studying, watching movies, playing games, which one is not serious?"

Su Qingqing gritted her teeth.

Yu Xingye smiled and tapped her lips:

"Didn't you like the typhoon last time, baby?"

Su Qingqing opened her mouth and left a few small teeth marks on his fingertips:

"Why don't you tell me what happened next?"

Yu Xingye slightly bent his knuckles and touched the tip of Su Qingqing's tongue hidden behind her teeth. He slowly hooked his fingertips around it and chuckled:

"Which one do you want to hear, baby? What happened when I pressed you against the French window, in the rocking chair, in the bathtub, or in that dark room that only I can open?"

Yu Xingye deliberately lowered his voice and whispered in Su Qingqing's ear:

"I can tell you everything, baby."

Su Qingqing narrowed her eyes and saw the scenery outside the car window that was constantly receding stop. She moved the tip of her tongue slightly and gently licked the tip of his finger.

Yu Xingye's eyes darkened instantly.

Su Qingqing raised her lips and said, "I'd rather hear you do what I did in front of the mirror."

Yu Xingye's dark eyes stared at Su Qingqing's eyes. He slowly withdrew his fingers and slightly opened his lips, but before he could say anything, the car door suddenly opened.

Su Qingqing touched the door opening button at some point, and while Yu Xingye was distracted, she quickly rushed out.

She gathered the blanket around her body and looked at Yu Xingye with pride in her eyes.

At this time, Su's mother also came out of the car. Su Qingqing walked over to talk to her. It seemed that they were talking about something interesting, and both mother and daughter laughed out loud.

Yu Xingye just sat in the car and looked at Su Qingqing.

After a while, a light and hoarse laugh sounded in the empty carriage.

Zheng Boqiu, who was passing by, and Uncle Cen, who had just come out of the driver's seat, shuddered in sync.

Su Qingqing looked at the villa her parents bought. Seeing her serious expression, Su's mother thought there was something wrong and asked:

"Honey, is there something wrong with this house?"

Su Qingqing was a little confused: "No."

Mother Su: "Then why are you so stern?"

Yu Xingye also walked to Su Qingqing's side at this time, and Su Qingqing took the opportunity to hug his arm:

"I just feel that this yard is similar to my home."

The moment she walked in just now, she felt as if time was dislocated and she was unable to react for a moment.

Father Su chuckled: "Of course it's the same. This is the designer from Yancheng we specially found and arranged it exactly as it was."

Their home in Yancheng means so much to them that no matter where they buy a house, they will subconsciously decorate it according to the layout of their home.

Mother Su pushed open the gate and said, "Let's go inside and talk. Don't be outside in the cold wind."

Everyone walked into the villa. Su Qingqing had just put on her slippers when suddenly a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder.

Knowing that Su Qingqing was easily frightened by sudden noises, Su's father, Su's mother and Jiang Nian all turned to look at Su Qingqing. Before they could say any words of comfort, they saw two figures standing at the door.

They couldn't help but smile knowingly, and didn't disturb them, continuing to do what they were doing.

At the entrance, Su Qingqing, wrapped in a blanket and wearing slippers, was looking out curiously, while behind her stood a tall figure, his arms slightly raised, his bony hands tightly covering Su Qingqing's ears, the ring on his finger was extremely eye-catching under the light.

He lowered his eyes quietly and looked at Su Qingqing. His tall and straight figure completely enveloped Su Qingqing, isolating her from anything that might attempt to hurt her.

When Yu Xingye saw the thunder pass, he rubbed Su Qingqing's ears soothingly and said softly:

"Good baby, let's go inside first."

Su Qingqing retracted her gaze and looked at Yu Xingye with a smile:

"it is good."

After dinner, Su Qingqing looked out the window at the violent storm that hadn't subsided at all. She leaned on Yu Xingye's shoulder and whispered:

"We won't be able to get home tonight."

Su Qingqing also copied the room in Yancheng exactly. She was not worried about not being able to sleep well at night. What she was worried about was that there were no spare clothes for Yu Xingye here, which would be a very bad thing for Yu Xingye.

Yu Xingye knew what she was worried about and patted her back soothingly.

"It's okay. There are spare changes of clothes and toiletries in the car." He lowered his head and whispered in Su Qingqing's ear, his voice very softly, "Also, our baby's favorite agarwood umbrellas are also fully stocked."

Su Qingqing's white and tender ears turned red instantly, and the blush on her ears showed signs of spreading throughout her body.

She raised her hand and pushed Yu Xingye's face away, her wet eyes filled with shame:

"Why do you put everything in the car?"

Yu Xingye smiled and kissed her palm:

"It's better to be prepared than to be unprepared. Isn't this useful?"

At this time, Mother Su came out from the kitchen with a plate of fruit. She looked at the heavy rain outside and felt a little worried:

"It's too dangerous to go on the road in such heavy rain."

Su Qingqing glared at Yu Xingye, grabbed his hand and walked towards the living room:

"Mom, there are spare changes of clothes in Xingye's car. Don't worry that he won't be able to sleep well here."

Mother Su suddenly smiled:

"Okay, okay, Xiao Ye and Bo Qiu can both stay. I'll go clean up the guest room for Bo Qiu."

She glanced at Father Su proudly:

"I said we should prepare a guest room, isn't this going to come in handy?"

Father Su snorted softly.

Zheng Boqiu didn't expect such a good thing to happen. He quickly stood up and followed Mother Su, with an uncontrollable smile on his face:

"I'll clean it up, Auntie, just tell me where the bedding is!"

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