My hexagram is perfect

Qinghe stood at the door, his hearing was very good, and he could clearly hear Xue Feiyi whispering to himself in the bathroom, "What about my panties? But why is my time so short? It must be because Frightened, definitely must be, absolutely no other explanation..."

After looking down at the texture of the floor for a while, Qinghe reached out and turned on the light, went to the closet and took out a black pair, knocked on the bathroom door again, "I opened the door."

Xue Feiyi didn't even have time to put on his trousers, when he saw Qinghe's hand stretched in through the crack of the door, pinching a pair of underwear on his bony fingers.

Well, it's my own.

His face turned red quickly, Xue Feiyi stood where he was, feeling like he was going crazy, unable to speak, his train of thought was about to be successfully knotted—if he stretched out his hand to take it, would he just admit to himself?If I don't pick it up, I can only bare my buttocks, and the wind is a bit cold.

However, he suddenly thought of a key question, how did Qinghe know that he needed this equipment?

Thinking hard!

After waiting for a while, Xue Feiyi didn't respond, Qinghe asked the previous question again, "Do you want me to come in?"

For some reason, Xue Feiyi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this question, and his throat felt dry.He sensitively discovered that there seemed to be some other implications besides this question.

So he nodded, "Come in." The voice was very low.

Qinghe pushed the door open a little, and walked sideways into the bathroom.In the small space, there was a faint smell in the air, making him sure that he guessed right.

Seeing that Xue Feiyi's back was facing him, and his buttocks were looming under the hem of the clothes, he put the underwear on the shelf, then turned on the hot water, adjusted the water temperature, and said in a natural tone, "I'm going out."

Xue Feiyi gave a soft "hmm".

When the bathroom door was closed again, Xue Feiyi took off his clothes in two strokes, stood under the shower, and the water poured down, but the water temperature was just right, which was the temperature he was used to.

After patting the wall twice, Xue Feiyi rubbed his face. What does Daqinghe mean?Does it mean anything to him?

Biting my nails, I still can't figure it out.Xue Feiyi decided not to think about it, it was too difficult and she would lose her hair.

After he took a shower and went out, Qinghe turned on the bedside lamp and was reading the book he put on the bedside.

Seeing Xue Feiyi coming out, Qinghe got up and brought a hair dryer over to help him dry his hair.

Neither of them spoke, it was quiet, but not awkward at all.

In the warm atmosphere, Xue Feiyi slowly relaxed, his heels on the floor bit by bit, unable to hold back his words, "Do you think I'm troublesome?"

"No trouble."

"Then do you think my hair quality is good?"

"very good."

The force on the scalp was very comfortable. As soon as Xue Feiyi relaxed and felt sleepy again, he opened his mouth, "I have such good hair, so do you like me?"

Qinghe didn't answer.

It would be a lie not to be disappointed in his heart, Xue Feiyi stared at the folds on the bed sheet, but in fact he was a little unclear about his feelings, he was sure that he liked——no, fell in love with Qinghe, fell in love with his astrolabe device spirit.

As for when this relationship deteriorated, he didn't know, but when he learned that Xuan Ge was the weapon spirit of Lihuo Floating Disk, he suddenly thought, what would it be like if Qinghe became a human being? ?

Definitely good to see and earth-shattering.

He imagined the appearance of the other party countless times, but even in Tapir's dream, he directly pressed Qinghe's various relatives, and he didn't see clearly what Qinghe looked like.

Later in the Banyan Garden, when the house collapsed, Qinghe suddenly appeared, and when he was completely protected, he suddenly realized that all his imaginations combined were not as good as the other party's case.

It turned out that this was Qinghe.

The sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Qinghe's voice was gentle, "Continue to sleep?"

"Well, sleep."

Xue Feiyi was a little listless, and followed Qinghe into the quilt.The bedside lamp was turned off, the room was dark, and the air conditioner was blowing a cool breeze, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

But he still closed his eyes, breathed slowly, pretended to be asleep, and used his imagination to comfort himself.

It didn't know how long it had passed like this, Xue Feiyi wondered if it was almost dawn, and suddenly felt movement in Qinghe next to him.

Then, he was kissed.

Almost showing his flaws, Xue Feiyi quickly adjusted his breathing, suspected that he was dreaming, and secretly pinched his thigh under the covers.

Fuck it hurts!The cliff is not dreaming!Really kissed!

But why did Qinghe kiss him?Or while he was asleep.But what kind of hero is a kiss?If you want to kiss, just kiss on the mouth!Tongue kiss!Bite the tip of your tongue!

Reminiscent of countless restricted-level images, Xue Feiyi felt as if he was about to react again, so he stopped quickly.But he started to struggle again—should he seize this opportunity, open his eyes, accuse Qinghe of taking advantage of others' danger and must be responsible, or pretend that he didn't know anything and continue to pretend to be asleep?

This question is too difficult, an epic problem.

The tangled Xue Feiyi pretended to sleep and turned over, and secretly put his legs on Qinghe's body. The next second, he realized that Qinghe pulled the quilt for him, and then naturally put his hand on his. On the thigh, the warmth of the palm instantly ignited the fire in his heart.

If he felt right, the other party even kissed his hair.

If you don't do it now, when will you wait?

At this moment, Xue Feiyi felt that he had never been so brave before, so he stood up directly, put his hands on Qinghe's chest, and kissed him without hesitation.The force was too great, and the teeth collided together, making a very crisp sound.But he never gave up halfway, stepped back a little, and put Qinghe's lips in his mouth

——Foul foul, delicious!

So he took a few more bites, and after finishing the bites, he sorted out the steps in his mind.Kiss the lips, and then touch the tip of the tongue?No, how do tongue kisses work?

He pressed against Qinghe's lips, lost in thought.

Finding that Xue Feiyi hadn't moved for a long time, Qinghe probably knew what was going on, and didn't urge him, so he kept this posture and let the other party continue to think.

He didn't expect that Xue Feiyi would pretend to be asleep, or even kiss him directly - such a situation was different from his original idea, so Qinghe also felt that he should seriously think about it.

After sticking their lips for more than ten minutes, Xue Feiyi entered the second stage, tongue-kiss.But he only moved a few times, and Qinghe took the initiative, making his waist soft and legs soft, distracted and painful.

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, Xue Feiyi instantly stretched out his hand and pushed Qinghe, and said in a vicious voice, "Why are you so proficient? Who have you practiced with?"

After a few seconds, Xue Feiyi heard Qinghe's laughter in the darkness.This was the first time he heard Qinghe laughing like this, his voice was so soft, anyway, he felt that if his ears could conceive, he would have already given birth to one, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Realizing that he had asked some stupid question just now, he felt embarrassed after realizing it.Qinghe's human form has just been condensed, so how could he have practiced.

"Is that a talent? Why is there such a big gap? I'm a little bit dissatisfied..."

Listening to Xue Feiyi sitting on top of him, muttering to express his dissatisfaction with the issue of "lack of kissing skills", Qinghe's smile has been hanging on his lips and can't disappear.

He didn't speak until Xue Feiyi had finished speaking, "I practiced once, just now, with you."

Xue Feiyi's ears were steaming, and he whispered, "Then you are indeed very talented."

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have interrupted the kissing process just now?

But now he is so guilty in his heart that he doesn't have the courage to kiss him again, and he regrets it for a while.

After holding back for a while, Xue Feiyi finally spoke, "Qinghe."

"Ok?"

Just a nasal sound made Xue Feiyi feel very seductive.He held back all kinds of deer bumping in his heart, and asked seriously, "Can the two of us pretend to go back in time? It's probably time travel back to before I said 'why are you so proficient', it's almost like, pinching this paragraph drop, and then seamlessly connect with the previous process?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Qinghe's hand was placed on the back of his head, pressing down gently but irresistibly, and then kissed him again.

Xue Feiyi thought in a daze—it seemed that the seamless connection was indeed achieved.

The collar of Xue Feiyi who was kissing was wet, and he couldn't close his mouth. The slight sound of water and stirring was very clear in the darkness. -A kiss is the most beautiful thing in the world.

When Qinghe's lips and tongue left, a huge sense of emptiness flooded his heart in an instant, and he grabbed Qinghe's arm, "Don't go." His tone was a little flustered.

"I won't go." Qinghe kissed the corner of his lips reassuringly, "I'm here."

Xue Feiyi felt that she was being hypocritical, so she adjusted her emotions, but her voice still involuntarily filled with regret, "Aren't you going to kiss?"

He always felt that this might be the only time he kissed Qinghe in his life, so he wished to kiss for a little longer, so that he could feel and remember it carefully, so that he could savor it carefully later.

"Well, I won't kiss anymore." Qinghe turned on the bedside lamp, saw Xue Feiyi's wet eyes, and obviously red lips, and sighed softly.

Xue Feiyi shrank her fingers, "Don't sigh, my heart beats even more when you sigh."

"Okay." Qinghe said seriously, "Let's talk."

"Ah."