After being divorced by the top streamer, I became his white moonlight

He Qiudu asked coldly, "Why?"

Lin Yaoran said, "You won't understand."

He Qiudu raised his voice, "How can I understand if you don't tell me."

"You won't like me." Lin Yaoran was unusually calm, but with a muffled nasal voice, "Even if you like me a little now, you can't keep it forever."

He felt that what he said was very correct, and if He Qiudu thought about it a little rationally, he would definitely understand what he said.But the fact is completely opposite, He Qiudu seems to be completely enraged.

The price is fierce revenge.

Just like there was lightning before thunder, by the time Lin Yaoran realized where the pain in his lips came from, he had already been tightly bound by He Qiudu with absolute control.

I don't know if it was intentional, but even at this time, that big hand avoided his hat, and instead pressed firmly on the back of his neck, making him panic like being pressed under the claws of a beast. illusion.

The strength in the front is more fierce.

It was fierce, eager, and a little angry.

It wasn't until now that he realized that the previous kiss, which was already the limit for him, was just a taste of He Qiudu's efforts to restrain himself.

Lin Yaoran let out a vague whimper unconsciously, which was the only instinctive reaction he could do at the moment.In the face of overwhelming power, he has no room to fight against this kind of bullying that is almost fierce and paranoid.

The ventilation system in the compartment has completely failed, and the oxygen is gradually thinning out, and it will soon become a vacuum in the universe.Lin Yaoran breathed in vain, but He Qiudu unreasonably cut off all media. He couldn't restrain himself, and he didn't know how to restrain himself. Every time he retreated a little, it was just for the next more excessive action.

Lin Yaoran was getting hotter and hotter inside, and the back of his neck was also hot and numb, spreading to the back of his head and his entire spine.It made him feel painful, but painful didn't mean annoying.How could he hate He Qiudu?He just couldn't believe him, let alone himself.

Therefore, he gave up struggling early on, and He Qiudu could do whatever he wanted.

He was too obedient, like a kitten being held in the palm of his hand, at most he was bullied so badly that he couldn't bear it, and then let out a little humming.He Qiudu realized that something was wrong with him, so he finally let go of his hand and stepped back a little.

Lin Yaoran lowered her head halfway, panting for breath, her red and swollen lips were pouting pitifully, and a little bead of her lips was even more vividly red.

He Qiudu was silent for a moment, gently rubbed his fingertips against the warm and tender lips, and asked hoarsely, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Yaoran shook his head, looked up at him, "Have you calmed down? I'm going back."

The gentleness at the corner of his mouth suddenly increased a bit, He Qiudu held back his anger, "Why do you think so?"

"Is it important?" Lin Yaoran said indifferently, the blush on his cheeks hadn't faded, which contrasted greatly with his indifferent expression. "My decision will not change."

He was going to open the door, but in the next second, He Qiudu stretched out his hand and held it.

"How can you trust me? Lin Yaoran, you don't know, I like you more than you can imagine."

He heard He Qiudu's voice, low and hoarse, which made his eardrums tingle slightly, and the feeling seemed to spread all the way, causing real pain in his chest.How could someone as proud as He Qiudu say such prayerful words to himself?

Lin Yaoran held back the upsurge of sadness, "A person like my mother, there are not many women in the world who can surpass her, right? But after she passed away, my father still married Aunt Qin, and even a photo of my mother I don’t want to stay. I am also a relic of my mother, so I have no place to stay in that family.”

He Qiudu held his shoulders, "I'm different from your father. You're not your mother's relic either." His voice sank in a low voice, just like the heat from his palm, which made Lin Yaoran's heart ache.

"You are my baby, more precious than anything else."

Lin Yaoran shuddered, for a moment, he was almost convinced.But wasn't Yaoyao also once this person's treasure?A beautiful little girl on the tip of her heart.

For Yao Yao, he can hold an obsession for more than ten years.What about yourself?How long can he last?If for the sake of that little warmth that may disappear at any time, I am completely addicted to it. Once the light disappears, a blind man like myself will die alone in the cold and darkness like a little match girl.

Moreover, Aunt Qin is right, if He Qiudu sees the strange appearance of himself hiding, he must...

Lin Yaoran reached out tremblingly, grabbed He Qiudu's hands, and slowly pulled them towards him.The thin and boneless white fingers struggled to hold the big hand with well-defined joints. The contrast was sharp and ambiguous. It was like guiding the other party to use those hands that were full of strength at first sight to do something to themselves that would hurt and cry. bad things.

"Didn't you always want to see me take off my hat?" He pressed He Qiudu's hand to his forehead.He Qiudu has big hands, one hand is enough to hold his small face with a sharp chin.

"Now, you can do whatever you want." Lin Yaoran squeezed his fingers together, letting him grab the brim of his hat.The hat is made of felt with a slightly rough feel.But the hair hidden underneath is smooth and smooth, like the thick feathers of a crow, when it brushes against the fingertips, it will give rise to an incredible and wonderful feeling like an electric shock.

The darkness in He Qiudu's eyes became more and more intense. He had clearly decided to separate Lin Yaoran from Yaoyao, so that the summer in Bitter Buckwheat Village would be completely buried in the past, but he was still deeply bewitched by the touch of his fingertips.He turned the guest into the master with ease, entangled Lin Yaoran's fingers, clasped the brim of his hat with a light force——

The light gray beret, like a rabbit hit by a dark gun, slid backwards.