My host is cold and scumbag

Qi Ni had been familiarizing himself with drawing software during this period. He consulted a lot about equipment, software, techniques, and materials. He stayed up late for several days and read a lot of comic references. When he selected a computer drawing board and other books, he realized that he hadn't seen Miss Zhao for a long time.

After leaving the living room, the house was quiet. He called Miss Zhao, but there was no response. He went to the second floor, but there was still no one. He felt a little disappointed. He turned the door of Zhao Xinyun's room and it clicked.

No lock.

Realizing this little detail, Qi Ni laughed for no apparent reason.

Miss Zhao was not at home, so he turned to look at the open-air balcony on the second floor. There were some wildly growing flowers planted on the balcony and a rocking chair was decorated on it. Next to the rocking chair was a small round coffee table with an ashtray on it.

Miss Zhao seemed to like lying on the rocking chair, basking in the sun in winter and looking at the moon in summer. Feeling Miss Zhao's breath of life, he smiled more contentedly, walked over to clean Miss Zhao's ashtray, and then went to the first floor. The refrigerator was mostly empty, so he packed up and went out to buy groceries.

We have fresh beef today, and we can also make some chicken soup. I haven’t given Miss Zhao a meal these days, so she must not have eaten well. I must make a good meal for her in the evening to make up for it.

After buying vegetables, he also bought a bunch of daisies. When he got home, he saw Zhao Xinyun sitting in the living room and handed it to her.

When Zhao Xinyun looked up at him, she couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. It was all her fault because she had no experience doing this for the first time, otherwise she wouldn't have been trapped by the word "happiness". She took it resignedly. Qi Ni smiled with satisfaction, then carried the dishes to the kitchen. She seemed to be surrounded by flowers, and she could even hear the little thing humming a song.

Zhao Xinyun picked up the flowers, stood up, took the vase, sat on the sofa, and was in a rare mood. She threw away the withered old flowers and put this bunch of orange flowers. Zhao Xinyun arranged it too well. Yunnan is a holy place for retirement. Here she has been eating and drinking for free with the money given by Jin Sijun. She has not felt that it is inappropriate at all. She feels that her efforts are proportional. After all, who would like to be worried about their body every day if it were someone else.

Hmm, it seems that the door is not locked again.

Qi Ni took a moment to glance at her in his busy schedule. When he saw the daisies of varying lengths and crooked shapes in front of Zhao Xinyu, he seemed to be complaining and pouting. When his gaze returned to the kitchen counter, he was smiling again.

After dinner, the excitement for Zhao Xinyun had not subsided yet. Zhao Xinyun sat on the sofa to watch TV. He sat beside Zhao Xinyun and hugged her from the side with both hands. He twisted his body, looked at her calm expression, and put his chin on her shoulder.

There was a commercial on TV. Qi Ni's hand touched her lower back, and the other hand touched her waist and abdomen, then clasped her waist on the other side. His breath was hot on Zhao Xinyun's face. Qi Ni wanted to get close to Miss Zhao, but as soon as he got close to Miss Zhao, he began to be distracted. His breathing gradually became heavy, and his hands on her waist became tighter and tighter.

It was impossible for Zhao Xinyun to pretend that nothing had happened. Qi Ni's physical reaction was too obvious. She took a deep breath and looked down at the two hands on her waist that seemed to be tied into a knot.

Now she had to deal with two things. The first was that Qi Ni's mouth was already on her skin, and if she moved a little, it would rub against her. The second was that her hands were subtly adjusting their positions, and the weight of her body was pressing on the other side. If Zhao Xinyun didn't move, she would be crushed.

Zhao Xinyun laughed angrily, this was really outrageous.

Zhao Xinyun put his hand on Qi Ni's shoulder and pushed her away, but Qi Ni was always watching Zhao Xinyun's movements. He pushed her away, but the hand on his waist seemed to be welded, with Zhao Xinyun's body half pressed on Qi Ni.

Zhao Xinyun kept holding Qi Ni down and looked at her from below. Qi Ni opened her mouth and breathed slightly, her eyes burning.

The palms on his waist were pressed against Zhao Xinyun's waist. Even through the clothes, it was hot.

Qi Ni was lying on the sofa with his upper body pressed down, unable to move. He had just been sitting on the edge of the sofa, but now he was lying down with half of his butt empty. He raised his waist naturally and put his butt in a firm position.

The two bodies collided again, Qi Ni gritted her teeth and hummed, then raised her eyes to look at Zhao Xinyun, and in the spring scenery, she saw the desire of the thief in the forest.

Zhao Xinyu narrowed his eyes, and reached his other hand into the hem of Qi Ni, stroking the folds on the elastic band of Qi Ni's pajamas. His nails unconsciously rubbed against the flesh, and half of Qi Ni's body became numb.

This kid has been following me to the gym recently, and there are some results.

"I didn't change my pants today." Zhao Xinyun asked calmly.

The clothes covered half of Zhao Xinyun's hand, and her fingertips were messing with her clothes. Qi Ni's waist couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"I wanted to change... I changed... so I left without changing..."

Zhao Xinyun looked at the hem of Qi Ni's clothes rising and falling slightly with the movement of his fingers and asked, "Does it have to be like this?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Ni reached out and pressed down Zhao Xinyun's hand, grabbed her palm and reached inside.

Zhao Xinyun's expression was still cold, but Qi Ni didn't care. She looked at Zhao Xinyun persistently, holding back her trembling voice of shame and said firmly: "I must."

As soon as Zhao Xinyun withdrew his hand, Qi Ni was like a fish on a chopping board.

The wind blew up the lake and created rough waves.

It must rain heavily. Only then can it... only then can it suppress...

When it was over, Qi Ni was still pressing Zhao Xinyun against the sofa and kissing her. He pecked her lips again and again. Zhao Xinyun said she wanted to smoke. Qi Ni took a cigarette from the table, took out a cigarette, put it in Zhao Xinyun's mouth, and lit it.

"I want to try it too." Qi Ni said meaningfully.

Zhao Xinyun tilted her head and frowned, indicating her refusal. Qi Ni drooped her eyebrows in grievance, but still did not force it, and obediently took the paper to wipe Zhao Xinyun's hands.

The warmth at this moment made Qi Ni a little overwhelmed, so that the more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became. He held Zhao Xinyun's face with both hands and turned it to look at her, and said angrily:

"Zhao Xinyun, don't you have any physiological needs?"

"Why are you asking this?" Zhao Xinyun asked back.

Qi Ni responded angrily: "I don't want this."

"Then which one do you want?" Zhao Xinyu asked again.

Qi Ni refuted again confidently: "I didn't even take off my pants."

"........."

Zhao Xinyun pushed Qi Ni away.

I’m sleepy, go to sleep.