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Song Qingyue didn't sleep well all night.

Not because I was too tired last night, but because of a nightmare.

Maybe not so much a nightmare.

She dreamed that Lin Qingqian, who woke up the next morning in a panic, took out dozens of underarm gun bag straps from the closet, and tied herself tightly so that she could not move.

Then wantonly act recklessly to avenge tonight.

Song Qingyue woke up from the nightmare suddenly, and saw Lin Qingqian who was hugging him tightly like an octopus, and fell asleep peacefully in the crescent of his neck.

No wonder I couldn't move in my dream.

Phew, luckily it was a dream.

Song Qingyue let out a sigh of rejoicing or regret, and then looked down at Lin Qingqian, who had a lazy brow between his brows, the smile on his lips gradually widened, and finally the corners of his lips were almost grinning behind his ears up.

Although the hands are a little tired, even though it is not as strong as Lin Qingqian's physical strength, so just for once, this is also a qualitative leap!It's a milestone!It's a turning point!

Lin Qingqian seemed to feel the scorching eyes of the child, and slowly woke up, looking at Song Qingyue in a daze.

The memory slowly came back, she watched the child smile wantonly, blinked, and slowly buried her head in the pillow.

"Do you want to suffocate yourself?" Song Qingyue smiled and pressed her head against her neck, lowered her head and rubbed against her slender neck, kissed the soft flesh behind her ears, and asked as if asking for credit: "Yesterday How's the night?"

Lin Qingqian took a deep breath, looked up at Song Qingyue, coughed twice, and affirmed Song Qingyue's learning ability and skills: "Not bad."

In retrospect, it was a night that was comfortable and pleasant enough to savor.

Except that the dialogue is too shameful, except that my drunk IQ is too touching, there is nothing wrong with it.

Xiao Song's tail was about to go up to the sky.

"Then we'll...?" The ending sound raised, hinting a bit.

Lin Qing raised her eyebrows, looked at the child who was eager to try, turned over, and pressed her under her body: "Each according to his ability."

The child coughed twice: "That's not what you said last night."

Lin Qingqian searched the memory in her mind, her face slowly turned red.

"Last night...can you count what you said last night?" Someone tried to argue.

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"Help me take off my clothes." The child took advantage of others' danger, took advantage of Lin's drunkenness, boldly attacked, and turned around.

Lin Qingqian blinked her eyes, with the corners of her eyes raised up, a bit dazed while being seductive.Probably because he was a little sleepy, his eyes were full of hazy water, as if the sky was full of clear light.It's just that Zhou Zheng has such a docile appearance, such a cold and lazy temperament, why did he open his mouth?

You listen to what she has to say.

"Why do you want me to help you? Don't you have long hands?"

Song Qingyue was choked up with a mouthful of old blood. He stared fiercely into her eyes, touched the corner of Lin Qingqian's lips with his finger, pressed it hard, and uttered threatening words word by word: "I want you to help me."

"I don't." Someone who was drunk stared at him stubbornly.

Song Qingyue took a deep breath.

Don't get angry, don't get angry, if you get angry, you won't have such a good chance.

She decided to change the way, as if coaxing a child: "Look, you are holding me so tightly, I can't take it off by myself, please help me."

Even Lin Qingqian, who was drunk, was hard-nosed, and once Song Qingyue spoke in such a soft tone, she couldn't bear it.

She frowned and looked at Song Qingyue, then nodded slowly: "You make sense."

Song Qingyue was overjoyed: There is a door.

"But why are you undressing?"

Why did you open your mouth!Why did this man open his mouth!

She slowly let out a foul breath, clinging to Lin Qingqian's ear, and biting her ear: "Think about it, is it hot to wear clothes? But you want to hug me, so it won't be hot if you take off my clothes .”

Lin Qingqian, who was probably drunk, was also implementing some kind of strange logic, so she nodded at this moment, thinking it made sense: "How do you take it off?"

Song Qingyue took her slender and skinny hand, clasped his fingers together, turned his wrist, and put it in front of his collar, encouragingly and seductively: "Help me unbutton it."

She watched as Lin Qingqian's slender fingers touched the first button on her collar, Lin Qingqian slowly unbuttoned it seriously and solemnly, with a serious and serious expression, it seemed that she was not about to do something unspeakable, but rather You are conducting a delicate experiment, or signing an important document in the office.

As the button was unbuttoned, a large piece of Song Qing's skin was exposed in the air.It was clear that the room was as warm as spring, but her skin was covered with goosebumps when Lin Qingqian's fingers touched her. She couldn't help shivering, and even her legs felt a little weak.

Probably because Lin Qingqian's fingertips had a thin layer of calluses formed by typing all the year round, or this body was too sensitive to the touch of Lin Qingqian's fingertips.

Song Qingyue shook his head, looked at the ignorant Lin Qingqian, and couldn't help cheering himself up: Don't come when the opportunity is too late!Come on Song Qingyue, you can do it!

She couldn't stand Lin Qingqian's slow speed, so she simply took Lin Qingqian's hand, tore off the rest of the button, leaned over, and kissed her lips that she wanted to grind and bite hard. .

First, he traced Lin Qingqian's lip shape carefully, and licked the delicious lip beads, and then opened his teeth to pick up another piece of sweetness, enjoying the sweetness and softness.

Lin Qingqian only felt that the air was being deprived, and the cells of her entire body were being controlled by Song Qingyue. She shouted and provoked in her attack, and then died.

A burst of tingling came up, and she let out a sob that surprised even herself.

Probably because Lin Qingqian drank a lot of wine, even after using mouthwash several times, there was still a strong and intoxicating rush of alcohol in her mouth.

Song Qingyue obviously didn't drink a drop of wine, but now he was kissing Lin Qingqian, and he was actually a little drunk.

Lin Qingqian wrapped her arms around her neck in a daze, passively enduring Song Qingyue's enthusiasm, a strange yet familiar feeling surged up, her hands subconsciously tightened her grip, and she closed her eyes.

Song Qingyue's hand went around the back of Lin Qingqian's neck, inserted/inserted into the gap between it and the soft pillow, and brought Lin Qingqian's head towards him, deepening the kiss.

Lin Qingqian kissed and kissed, but suddenly turned her head away from Song Qingyue's lips, with a bit of annoyance in her voice: "You lied!"

Song Qingyue leaned on the bed with his elbows, looked at Lin Qingqian who was panting amusedly, stroked her soft face with his fingers, felt the delicate silkiness from his fingertips, and laughed softly: "How can I lie to you?" ?”

"It's obviously getting hotter." Lin Qingqian impatiently pulled the only black cloth left on her upper body.

"Then take it off too," Song Qingyue stepped forward to bite Lin Qingqian's lips again, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he easily undid the buckle, pulled it open, and threw it on the carpet.

Lin Qingqian had the potential to infer other things from one instance, so she reached out her hand at this time and took off Song Qingyue's.

The bed is very soft, bearing the weight of two people, and the force-bearing area is only one person.

The junior high school physics book told us: the pressure increases, the force area decreases, the pressure increases, and the pressure effect is strong.

So Lin Qingqian sank into the soft bed.

Above was Song Qingyue who was asking for a kiss, Lin Qingqian felt like a small flying insect on a spider's web, with nowhere to escape.

Her legs moved slightly, slowly bent, and a strange feeling came over her.

She slowly pushed Song Qingyue away, and covered Song Qingyue's lips with her hand, preventing her from kissing herself again.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingyue cupped her palm and kissed her palm.

It was that strange tingling feeling again, and Lin Qing felt the warmth of her palm in a daze.

"I..." She suddenly didn't know what to say, "Qingyue, it's a little strange."

Song Qingyue didn't quite understand, and frowned: "What's a little strange?"

Lin Qingqian pointed to herself: "It's a bit strange."

Song Qingyue blinked and blinked, suddenly understood what she meant, smiled and pulled her hand away, clasped his fingers together, put them next to her head, and pressed her forehead tenderly: "I will make it less strange, okay?" ?”

Lin Qing breathed out angrily: "You lied, you said it wouldn't be hot, but it's still hot."

She looked at Lin Qingqian's light red skin—a fine layer of sweat soaked out, she couldn't help sliding down, kissed Lin Qingqian's chin, and bit the soft flesh of her chin bit by bit; then Moving down, sucking and pecking her slender neck, Lin Qingqian suddenly raised her head back.

Song Qingyue's fingers intertwined with her were a little sore. This man was drunk, and he still had energy.

Further down, she lingered on Lin Qingqian's collarbone, and rubbed her hands against Lin Qingqian's delicate waist, exerting a little force.

"Qingyue." Lin Qingqian couldn't help calling her name in a low voice.

"Sister," Song Qingyue rolled up and kissed her red and swollen lips, "It might be a little strange when I make it less strange, hold it back, okay?"

Lin Qingqian's sluggish mind after being drunk was still thinking about this somewhat convoluted sentence. Suddenly, her fingers tightened tightly on the pillow, and her lips were tightly pressed together.

The child took out a pink-wrapped rubber product from the bag.

Why take it with you?

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared!

Lin Qingqian felt that her body was no longer under her control, but held hostage by a child, and all her perceptions were drawn by her every move.

Sometimes it is thrown into the clouds, and sometimes it seems to lose gravity and float.

When the love was strong, Song Qingyue exerted force with his fingertips, slightly threatened the ruddy-eyed Lin Qingqian, and said a seductive word: "Next time, let's do the same, okay?"

Lin Qingqian didn't seem to hear her question, but was just immersed in her own pleasure.

Song Qingyue ground his teeth, stopped his movements, and looked at Lin Qingqian's blank and somewhat dissatisfied eyes.

"Answer me?" she asked in a low voice.

"En." Lin Qingqian looked at her with hazy eyes and nodded slightly, probably not knowing what unequal treaty he had signed.

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"Remember?" Song Qingyue laughed in a low voice, "You promised me this, you said, you promised me so much."

But Lin Qingqian didn't seem to be the reaction she imagined: she thought that Lin Qingqian would lash out in anger and repent.

However, her face was burnt to a cooked shrimp, she pursed her lips, and her expression was a little awkward, but she didn't seem to be disgusted.

"Also... not impossible." Lin Qingqian coughed, not daring to look at Song Qingyue.

The child's eyes widened.

Hit the jackpot? !

"However, you have to promise me one condition." Lin Qingqian decided to add a few supplementary clauses to the unequal treaty.

The author has something to say: Xiao Lin: I am a strong attack, but I just want to lie down; Xiao Song: I am a weak attack, but I just want to attack

An unbearable little 0 total? NONONO.

small theater:

Xiao Song: Lin Qingqian, why did you open your mouth!Why did you grow your mouth!

Kobayashi: When..., you will understand why I opened my mouth.