When I Woke Up, I Become a Coquettish B*tch

It wasn't until the two hugged each other and rolled on Tang Yutian's big bed that Qin Yi realized that things were a little out of control.

"you……"

He took advantage of the gap to breathe, and just said a word, but Tang Yutian snatched all his breath, and he couldn't say anything immediately.

Although this is not the first time the two have kissed, but like this, being pressed on the bed, under the body - especially the man who pressed him hadn't dressed properly, and the bathrobe was half-covered, Qin Yi moved his two It probably could have slipped off Tang Yutian's shoulder in its entirety.

At first it was just a green kiss, Qin Yi thought that his kissing skills were not satisfactory, so he flinched after the next touch. He had already made up his mind to say to Tang Yutian later, "Mr. Tang, good night, have a good dream" , and then he can pick up the plate and go back to the room.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yutian directly wrapped his arms around his waist, and lowered his head to press him up.

The two pushed and shoved, and because they were walking backwards, Qin Yi knocked his waist against the edge of the table, couldn't help frowning in pain, and let out an extremely vague 'ah' from his mouth.

That sound was so blurry that only the ending sound could be heard clearly, Tang Yutian swallowed all the previous sound, and only Qin Yi's subtle, somewhat hoarse, but clear and continuous ending sound was left in his ears.

Without raising his head, Tang Yutian hugged him, turned around, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Does it hurt?" Tang Yutian was still distracted to help Qin Yi rub it while taking a break from his busy schedule. His big palm shifted a little, and finally landed on his tailbone.The two of them pressed their lips together, and Tang Yutian asked in a low voice, "Where is the knock?"

Since you don't know where to knock, don't mess around, okay?

"No..." Qin Yi blushed, "It's okay, it's getting late for Mr. Tang..." It's time to rest.

Please rest.

Cover up with a quilt and sleep.

Before he finished speaking, Tang Yutian had already stretched his hand in from the hem of his clothes, but instead of touching upwards, he used his fingertips to trace the tailbone down, vaguely.

Qin Yi's head buzzed.

After humming, he actually thought of a sentence, food and clothing think of lust.

Jia Zhongming of the Ming Dynasty sang in the third chapter of "Double Jade Combs": "This guy just wants to be lustful because he is full and warm... so don't think about being like a fish in water."

Qin Yi couldn't help stretching out his hand to block it, but Tang Yutian still couldn't bear to continue to bully him, so he took advantage of the opportunity to grab his hand, and flirted with him.

Of course, if he knew that Qin Yi was still singing a little song in his head, he would probably be able to take off his pants directly.

The two maintained such a posture, turned all the way into the bedroom, rolled on the bed without even closing the door.

--'Snapped'.

Tang Yutian was hooking Qin Yi's tongue, and the clear and crisp sound made both of them stop at the same time.

Qin Yi was under Tang Yutian, his eyes were foggy and his cheeks were flushed.He struggled twice, took out his hand interlocked with Tang Yutian, and pointed to the door: "What is it?"

When Tang Yutian clasped his hand, he used a lot of strength, which caused Qin Yi's extended finger to turn red, and there were pinch marks on it...

"Never mind it."

Tang Yutian followed his finger and tilted his head, but he didn't look out the door, he just stared at that finger intently, and then lightly branded a kiss on it, muttering: "Let's continue."

Qin Yi is a very principled person, he pushed Tang Yutian away and stood up: "No, it seems that something is broken."

"..."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the bedroom. Sure enough, they accidentally knocked down the goblet on the corner of the table just now while shoving.

The goblet probably dangled for a long time, but in the end it failed to save itself, and unfortunately died tragically.

Qin Yi went out on purpose, found cleaning tools in a utility room at the corner of the corridor, cleaned it first, and then mopped the floor again.

Tang Yutian leaned against the door, looking at this virtuous figure, not knowing how to feel.

He was about to burst into flames just now, and this man blushed a few times, and then immediately pushed him away and got up to mop the floor.

Tang Yutian really wanted to go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Qin Yi struggled to pick up the bowl full of green vegetables together with the plate, and then carried the mop, retreated to the door and greeted Tang Yutian: "Mr. Tang, good night, I wish you a sweet dream."

Tang Yutian's Adam's apple slid twice.

The man in front of him had his collar open - he had pulled it open, and there were dark red marks on the part of his neck near the collarbone.

However, just like this, this man was holding a plate in his left hand and a mop in his right. He stood at the door in a daze and said to him, I wish you a sweet dream.

……

you.

I wish you.

Is that something someone who just got out of his bed can say.

Qin Yi waited for a long time, but did not get a response.

Tang Yutian just stood opposite him, looking at him with extremely deep eyes.

"Then... shall I go back first?" Qin Yi hesitated and tentatively said, "Go to rest earlier."

Tang Yutian thought, where is his cigarette, he must take two puffs.

Even though he thought so, facing this idiot, he still stepped forward, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "Good night."

Qin Yi felt as if she was stepping on cotton by this kiss.

"Good night."

At dawn, Mao Jixiang found a clue.

Zhou Hui hid a letter under the bed.

This was a shocking discovery. Although Tang Yutian's bodyguards regarded him as an idiot who dug up soil in someone's yard in the middle of the night and almost went to the house to expose the roof tiles, when he touched the paper envelope through a layer of dust, he burst into tears of joy.

Not to mention, it was just dawn at this time.

He almost missed it!

Bai Yu took the envelope, took out a napkin and wiped his hands, Mao Jixiang was bouncing on his chest, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm so smart!"

"Ah."

"Why am I so witty? I even admire myself!"

"Ah."

"I'm so happy!"

"Ah."

"..."

Mao Jixiang realized that he might be revealing his secrets after jumping around, so he forcibly lied, snatched the envelope back from Bai Yu's hand, and got into the scene very quickly, patted the remaining ashes on the envelope lovingly with his hand, pursed his mouth: "This It's a letter from my grandma."

"Yeah." Bai Yu frowned, the hands he just wiped clean became dirty again.

Forget it, just pull it like this.

Bai Yu dragged him out, and from the beginning to the end, he only said one thing besides um: "Don't stay up late next time."

On the way back, Mao Jixiang carefully held the envelope, and privately knocked on Xiaobaibai: "Can I open it?"

"You tear it down."

It's so exciting.

Mao Jixiang opened it bit by bit along the seal, and the paper inside was a little wrinkled, not flat, and there were some dirty yellow spots.

Expand, there are only two sentences above.

"Fuck!" Mao Jixiang almost jumped up from the back seat.

Bai Yu was about to step on the brakes, but Mao Jixiang controlled his emotions in minutes, turned into crying, and said aggrievedly: "It's so touching, grandma, I miss you too."

"..."

When Qin Yi received Mao Jixiang's phone call, he was still asleep. He picked up the phone in a daze, and was about to open his mouth, but felt that something was weird.

...the mouth is swollen.

"My mission is complete," Mao Jixiang said in a rare low voice, "Do you know what Zhou Hui wrote on the paper?"

Qin Yi sat up and rubbed his eyes: "What?"

"One word is, tobetinued."

It was still dark outside the window, and the sun had only risen halfway. While listening to Mao Jixiang's words, he leaned over and turned on the bedside lamp.

"The second sentence, I can't go back."

People don't understand these two sentences, so what is unfinished to be continued, can't go back.

But these two sentences make people panic for no apparent reason.

Maybe it's because too many things have happened recently. Regarding the third host, he always feels that apart from the relationship with Tang Yutian, everything else has become a mess.

Qin Yi paused and said, "Mr. Mao, do you know what it means?"

Mao Jixiang: "I still count on you to decipher it for me."

"In short, I think it's very evil. I don't know if this is hinting at us or not." Mao Jixiang scratched his head and continued, "Anyway, I really don't know."

Qin Yi pondered for a while: "I was wondering, would she...read the full text?"

She knew something they didn't know, and Wen San knew it too, so Wen San died.

But this is just intuition, and it can't be true.

"I'll tell Tang Yutian back and ask him to help with the investigation." Qin Yi comforted, "Mr. Mao, don't think too much."

"Good good."

Mao Jixiang responded three times in a row, but after the answer, he was stunned: "What did you just say? Are you looking for Tang Yutian?!"

"Yeah." Qin Yi mentioned Tang Yutian, without knowing it, the corners of his mouth raised upwards, and his usually delicate but rigid face suddenly came alive, "Go ahead and rest, you must have been very tired last night."

It's tiring, but you must ask clearly about this situation.

Mao Jixiang was speechless for a few seconds, and his words became confused: "You, no, you confessed to him?"

He grabbed the phone, feeling incredible about this tiny possibility, how the hell can the male lead know?

Friends, in fact, I was sent by God to do things by your side to earn points.

Can this be said? !

However, he heard his ally on the opposite side whispering another even more incredible thing.

He could feel the sour smell of love through the receiver.

Qin Yi said to him: "We... are together."

Together...

You are together...

Together.

These three lines circled in Mao Jixiang's mind.

Mao Jixiang put down the phone, and dialed back again after 2 minutes: "Good morning, what did you just say?"

Qin Yi only thought that the signal was not good and he might not have heard it, so he redialed the call, so he patiently repeated: "We are together."

Oh.

It turned out that it wasn't an auditory hallucination just now.

Mao Jixiang really dropped the phone this time.