The Pillow of the Bad President

But now it's different.

She was right in front of him, not a hallucination that disappeared after he opened his eyes.

The white smoke curled away, and the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

"crash"

The glass door of the bathroom was opened, and Li Xiangsi, who had just taken a shower, came out from inside.

She only brought milk tea here, and her luggage and daily necessities were still in the dormitory, waiting to be moved someday during the weekend break. What she was wearing now was his pajamas.

The dark blue satin cloth covers her exquisite figure.

The skin that has been soaked in water vapor is delicate and delicate, revealing a peach pink color, which complements the moist black hair, and the eyebrows and eyes are more delicate and delicate.

The eyes are full, like a goblin at night, able to hook people's souls away.

Qin Yinian's protruding Adam's apple rolled.

He raised his hand and pinched out the remaining half of the cigarette.

Li Xiangsi clutched the hem of his clothes with both hands, looked at the night outside, and said nervously and shyly in his voice, "Qin Yinian, it's getting late, let's go to bed early."

"En." Qin Yinian nodded.

He waved to her.

Li Xiangsi pulled on the slippers and walked towards him shyly.

Like a little milk cat, it was hugged and doted on by him and sat on his lap, snuggling into his chest.

Qin Yinian held her face in his palm, and his thin lips fell on her lips.

His breath is intense.

Both of them fell between the quilts, and Qin Yinian rubbed her into his arms.

Her pink and tender lips are like petals, sweeter than the buds that bloom in early spring, and her skin is delicate, more attractive than the satin pajamas she is wearing.

Qin Yinian was intoxicated by it, blood.

Li Xiangsi was out of breath, "Let's turn off the lights."

She was shy and nervous inside.

Although they had already slept once after the reunion, she was drugged at that time, her consciousness was not clear, and everything relied on instinct

When Qin Yinian reached out with his long arms, the room became dark, leaving only the hazy moonlight outside.

Li Xiangsi wrapped her hands around his neck, closed her eyes, and let you pick them.

The air in the house is beautiful and the temperature is rising.

then

There's no after that.

Neither of them made any further moves.

After a long while, the two sat up one after another. Li Xiangsi's cheeks were hot, but besides shyness, there was more embarrassment.

History is always surprisingly similar, and her aunt visited again

Li Xiangsi suddenly remembered that the first time between the two of them was the sudden arrival of her aunt. She did not expect that on the first night of their reunion six years later, they would be together again.

too bad

Li Xiangsi silently covered her face.

Qin Yinian: ""

Li Xiangsi: ""

Her buttocks moved twice, her head was almost buried in her knees, "Hey, Qin Yinian, it's going to be hard for you to make another trip this time."

Qin Yinian turned over and got out of bed, but instead of changing clothes and going out, he went into the bathroom.

When he came back, he had two more packs of sanitary napkins in his hand.

Li Xiangsi thought that she had left it six years ago, and was just about to say that it was expired and there was no way to use it, but when she picked it up, she was taken aback.

The above production date is actually this year

Qin Yinian curled his lips, "I don't know when you will come back, I buy some every year..."

Li Xiangsi looked up at him in a daze.

What to do, she wants to cry again

After a toss, the two of them lay down on the big bed again.

The night was long, and the two of them were not sleepy for a while. Li Xiangsi leaned on his chest and asked him hesitantly, "Qin Yinian, will you be disappointed?"

Generally, couples who break up reconcile, don't they all know?

Qin Yinian said, "No."

His tone was light, but Li Xiangsi felt that there was no falsehood at all.

Unable to fall asleep, the two hugged each other and chatted, the soft light of the desk lamp filled with murmurs between lovers.

Li Xiangsi told him a lot about his time abroad in the past six years, including being on the operating table for the first time, visiting many remote small countries with his teacher Zhang Ping and saving many lives

After she finished talking, she asked a lot about him.

Li Xiangsi caressed his chest with her small hand, feeling his strong heartbeat and the uneven gun scar on it, "How did you do it here?"

Qin Yinian said calmly, "It was just an accident, and I've been fine for a long time."

Li Xiangsi lowered his eyebrows, knowing that he didn't want to worry about himself.

Qin Yinian comforted her, "Scars are medals for soldiers."

Li Xiangsi nodded.

Still feeling sad in her heart, she unbuttoned it and kissed it lightly.

Qin Yinian only felt that her pink lips were soft, like a ball of hot fire falling on his skin.

He couldn't help trembling.

Qin Yinian's voice was hoarse, "Xiangsi, don't tease me."

Li Xiangsi didn't listen to him, and the kisses still fell on him.

She turned up and her pink lips gradually moved down

The night outside the window became more lingering.

The morning sun rises, and the morning light shines in gracefully through the window screen.

Qin Yinian looked down at the girl in his arms, just like last night, curled up in his arms, as if a kitten that had been wandering for many years had finally found its owner, her little hands were still tightly clutching the front of his chest.

It seemed as if he would disappear as soon as he let go of his hand.

Qin Yinian's thin lips fell on her eyebrows and eyes lovingly.

Li Xiangsi, who was sleeping, gradually woke up, opened his eyes and looked at him for two seconds, then arched, "Qin Yinian, I dreamed about grandpa."

"Really?" Qin Yinian hugged her.

"Well," Li Xiangsi nodded, she recalled, "I dreamed that in a park with a lot of trees, my grandfather was sitting on a wooden chair, and he waved at me, and then I squatted in front of him, and he caressed me like I did when I was a child. Looking at my head, smiling at me warmly and lovingly

Since my grandfather died, every time I met him, I would fall into a pool of blood, hold my hand over and over again and call lovesickness, it was always in such pain, I never dreamed that he smiled at me."

Li Xiangsi was very excited at the end.

Thinking every day and dreaming at night may represent a kind of relief.

However, Qin Yinian was very distressed. The little girl who loved him had been tortured for the past six years, and he gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

Li Xiangsi raised her face, "Qin Yinian, my colleagues and I will go to work together, let's go to the cemetery to visit grandpa in the afternoon."

"Okay." Qin Yinian nodded.

The two finished their lunch at home and set off for the cemetery.

The sky was cloudless, and there was a breath of green grass in the wind.

Li Xiangsi and Qin Yinian walked up the mountain road. Today was not a regular day for grave-sweeping, and there were not many people. The two of them reached the middle of the mountain, where the tombstone of Old Master Xu stood.

They stood side by side in front of the tombstone.

As in a dream, Mr. Xu in the photo has a kind and loving smile in his eyes.

Li Xiangsi took a deep breath, and Qin Yinian suddenly held his hanging hand.

Ten fingers clasped tightly, and a warm and strong feeling came from him.

Li Xiangsi tilted her head and smiled at him, then held his hand back.Chinese a hrefot tartotbnkota11 502 bad gateway

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