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When Qin Yao was distracted, Ji Tingan put his arms around Qin Yao's waist, and slowly exhaled the warm breath, which was especially obvious on the basement floor where the temperature was not high.

"Unhappy?" Ji Tingan asked.

"No way." Qin Yao denied it without even thinking about it.

"Here, here, it's all there." Ji Tingan's fingers brushed over Qin Yao's eyebrows, eyes and mouth, his tone was firm.

The frown she just frowned suddenly appeared in Qin Yao's mind, and the answer was clear.

She saw all the emotions hidden in her eyes.

Qin Yao watched as Ji Tingan leaned over and touched her lips ambiguously, followed by the sweet and sour taste of grape-flavored candies.

Qin Yao clearly knows that no matter how dark this corner is, it is still a public place, and if no one comes at this time, it does not mean that no one will come next time.

But Ji Tingan's kiss was too gentle, so Qin Yao gave up avoiding it for a moment, and slowly climbed his arms to Ji Tingan's neck, wantonly catering.

How long is a kiss, the sweetness makes the surrounding breath smell like grapes.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in front of Qin Yao's eyes. Even though she got used to the frequent flashes, she subconsciously hid in Ji Tingan's arms.

The dim light of the flashlight fell on Ji Tingan's body.

"Hey! You guys! What are you doing!"

The man's heavy footsteps hurried towards the corner where Qin Yao and Ji Tingan were staying. Qin Yao was hugged by Ji Tingan, her heartbeat had never been so fast.

"Do you believe me?" Ji Tingan whispered in Qin Yao's ear.

Qin Yao looked up at Ji Tingan, her eyes were full of determination, waiting for the trust of the person in her arms.

Qin Yao nodded without hesitation.

"I'll count one, two, three, and we'll run."

As Ji Tingan said, he pursed his lips and counted "one, two, three!" with a volume that only Qin Yao could hear.

This is the longest three seconds in Qin Yao's life, and also the most tense three seconds.Then she was held tightly by Ji Tingan's hand, like a fugitive fleeing, flashing the flashlight of the guard uncle, and galloping in the underground parking lot with few vehicles.

The beating of the heart, the frequent exchange of breaths, the whistling wind.Qin Yao ran with Ji Tingan, seeing the calm expression on her face when she looked back from time to time, she had never given herself to someone so reassuringly.

It wasn't until the two entered the elevator and watched the elevator door slowly close that they leaned against the elevator wall in relief.Shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, Qin Yao and Ji Tingan bumped into each other, looking at each other with disheveled hair, they both laughed.

"You're sweating a lot."

Qin Yao took out a tissue and handed it to Ji Tingan.

Ji Tingan didn't take the tissue, but moved closer to Qin Yao, looking at her sincerely, hoping that she could help him wipe his sweat.

Qin Yao jerky pushed aside the hair in front of Ji Tingan's face, pinned it behind her ears, and gently wiped the fine sweat on Ji Tingan's forehead with a tissue.

Compared with Qin Yao's fingers, Ji Tingan's skin was slightly reddened, and the skin touched by the fingertips unintentionally was delicate and smooth.Even though she has been absurd several times, Qin Yao has never touched Ji Tingan's face.

The elevator was lit with soft yellow lights, and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.

"Can I take a shower at your house?" Ji Tingan asked.

The elevator showed that they had reached the first floor, and the mechanical door opened slowly. The night had already opened, welcoming them with silvery white starlight and neon lights on the street.

Qin Yao watched the crowd coming and going, and brought Ji Tingan back home again.

The web dramas that were not finished last time were still playing on the TV. Qin Yao took a shower first, and now she is wearing a hair-drying cap, and she is lying on the sofa barefoot and cross-legged, looking very comfortable.

The sound of splashing water that was still ringing in the bathroom for a second stopped now.

After a while, Ji Tingan came out wearing the home clothes Qin Yao had prepared for her.Originally, Qin Yao was wearing the right trousers, but they were a bit shorter on Ji Tingan's body.

When Ji Tingan came out, he was still combing his half-dried hair with his fingers.

I don't know if this is her living habit, the three buttons on the neckline are always not fastened properly, and when she raises her hand, it will half-cover up to reveal the alluring whiteness.

Qin Yao subconsciously avoided this scene, took a sip of the hot water on the table.

Ji Tingan sat next to Qin Yao naturally, and a nice smell of cherry blossoms wafted from her hair, Qin Yao couldn't help sniffing twice more.

"Isn't this the smell of your own shampoo?" Ji Tingan glanced at Qin Yao and asked.

"But I'll do another hair mask, and that will cover the smell."

Speaking of which, Qin Yao took off the towel wrapped around her head, and her hair, which was still wet, was liberated and coiled into a small lump on top of her head, which still smelled faintly of Chinese herbal medicine.

Only then did Ji Ting'an finally realize how different Qin Yao was.

She had been covering her hair with a dry hair cap just now, and her fair and clean face was all in sight.Without the blessing of exquisite and exaggerated makeup on the stage, Qin Yao looks dry and refreshed, but she is just the beautiful sister of the neighbor's parents.

The only thing that spoils the scenery is the eye-catching green hair on the head after being stained with water.

"Dye your green hair back." Ji Tingan said.

"I think it looks pretty." Qin Yao twisted a lock of hair, held it in front of her eyes and looked at it again and again.

At first, she had the mentality of getting revenge when she got this hair color, but after half a month, Qin Yao really got used to this hair color and thought it was pretty.

Ji Tingan glanced at Qin Yao, but said nothing.

"Then, what color should I dye?" Qin Yao thought for a while, and it wasn't just Ji Tingan who asked her to dye her hair back, Sister Zhao and Su Ling both reminded herself vaguely.

In fact, there is no need to use this kind of irony to disgust Sun Xiao, since they have broken up, what are they doing anyway.

"Pink?" Qin Yao flicked through the pictures in her mobile phone album to find the color she likes.

"Won't bleaching hurt?" Ji Tingan asked.

Qin Yao shook her head and said nonchalantly, "I'm used to it."

It was really painful for Qin Yao to bleach and dye the leather seat just to fit the shape, but she gradually got used to it and became numb. With this stuffy blue, she can be regarded as gathering all the colors of the rainbow.

"Then don't float anymore, you still look good in that wool roll."

Qin Yao smiled, it was rare for Ji Tingan to still remember how she looked like two years ago.

That's her look in "hits7" Sangong and the group night, and it is also the most out-of-the-box look.

She still likes that look very much, with a bow, a crown, and a delicate doll holding a scepter.

"But it's hard to manage. I can't even comb my curly hair."

Qin Yao's eyes changed as she spoke, loss and regret welled up.

At that time, Qin Yao and Sun Xiao were sitting on the bed when they came back from the event, one was in charge of the front, and the other was in charge of the back to help her straighten her hair.After a few days, Sun Xiao got annoyed and called the stylist to straighten Qin Yao's hair.

Since then, Qin Yao has never done a similar look.

"I can help you." Ji Tingan offered to speak.

"I won't delay you, it's very troublesome to take care of it, and your company also has a lot of things, how can you delay it for me." Qin Yao shook her head, politely rejecting Ji Tingan's kindness.

"I'm really happy that you still remember my look from two years ago."

Seeing that Ji Ting'an still wanted to persuade her, Qin Yao added another sentence. She lowered her head and unknowingly swiped the photos from the time when she just formed a group two years ago.

She was far happier then than she is now.

Looking at Qin Yao's profile, Ji Ting'an suddenly remembered that night two years ago.

After forming a group, everyone is preparing for the last group photo of the students.Under the golden papers flying all over the sky, there are excited smiling or crying faces.Everyone hugged and blessed each other.

Only Qin Yao let go of her stubbornness, sat on the stage with scattered steps, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were wandering, looking ahead.

She was not alone, Su Ling ran over and hugged her in the next second.

But she looked so lonely, out of tune with this noisy and splendid world.

"Actually, you are the most attractive when you first formed a group. At that time, you can always surprise people a lot, and many people regard you as a star in the dark night."

"How do you know?" Qin Yao looked at Ji Tingan in surprise.

An imperceptible panic flashed in Ji Tingan's eyes, and then he said without changing his face: "Our company has done research."

Qin Yao nodded slightly, and asked again: "I don't know what you do yet."

"I opened a music studio, just started, and there are not many artists yet."

Ji Tingan spoke casually, and stretched out his hand to hug Qin Yao into his arms. Qin Yao didn't object, and moved in Ji Tingan's arms, finding a comfortable place to nest like a cat.

Ji Tingan lowered his head and kissed Qin Yao's forehead, and the atmosphere slowly became ambiguous.

When the clock reached ten thirty, Qin Yao's mobile phone alarm clock rang, she struggled to get out of Ji Tingan's ambiguous arms, but Ji Tingan refused.

"Why?" Ji Tingan asked.

"Sleep." Qin Yao replied.

Before the words fell, Qin Yao felt light on her body, and a pair of strong arms hugged herself up.

"Put me down."

She clearly said she was going to come down, but Qin Yao hugged Ji Tingan's neck tightly in fear.

"Then I let go."

Ji Tingan's tone was a bit stubborn, and he deliberately let go of his strength. Qin Yao felt as if he was about to fall, so he quickly hugged Ji Tingan's arm tightly, and clung to her tightly.

The night light in the bedroom slowly came to life, and the warm yellow light slightly illuminated the head of the bed.

Qin Yao's face was sullen, and she stared at Ji Ting'an with aggrieved and fearful expression, looking like a kitten with fur.

"I won't let go." Ji Tingan lowered his head and comforted him.

Qin Yao also knew that just now Ji Tingan only relaxed his strength, and then hugged himself firmly, so he just taught him a lesson: "You are not allowed to scare me in the future."

Ji Tingan hummed, and gently put Qin Yao on the bed.

The skin that had just taken a bath was smooth and slightly cool. Ji Tingan's fingers landed next to Qin Yao's face, and helped her lift the hair in front of her.

"Can I stay at your place tonight?"