She messed with me first

On Friday, Qi Xi, who finished her get off work early, packed up her things and prepared to leave as soon as she got off work.

Zheng Youling saw it, pulled off one earphone, and said with a sigh: "Hey, didn't you just lose a director, and as for giving up on yourself, you can't even take classes well?"

Qi Xi was in a hurry and didn't want to talk to her, so she avoided the seriousness and said quickly, "I have something to do."

Zheng Youling, "What's the matter? Go home and walk the dog?"

"Ah?" Qi Xi nearly burst out laughing, but Meng Qingrang didn't look like that, um, a dog.

Qi Xi looked back at Zheng Youling, took the mobile phone, and explained in a brisk tone, "Be a snail girl and show love to someone."

Zheng Youling, "???"

Zheng Youling hurriedly got up and walked over, pressing Qi Xi's shoulder with one hand, gossiping: "Be honest, are you in a relationship?"

fall in love?

Qi Xi was taken aback for a moment, raised his shoulders, and let Zheng Youling get up, "It would be great if your thinking about the plan can be so broad."

"Stop." Zheng Youling leaned sideways on the table, watching her confirm the contents of the bag, "Then tell me, who did you make this snail girl for?"

"Hmm..." Qi Xi frowned slightly, thought seriously, and then said unhurriedly, "A woman."

Zheng Youling was speechless, "Why do you want so many women? Don't you know that the more women you have, the longer you will be single?"

Qi Xi picked up the car keys, just smiled and didn't speak.

Zheng Youling waved her hand discouragedly to tell her to leave quickly, and while walking towards her work station, she muttered and complained, "I really convinced you, why can't you just listen to me and take the initiative to hook up with a guy?"

Qi Xi smiled and left the office holding the car keys.

At 7 o'clock, Qi Xi entered Meng Qingrang's house with two large packages of ingredients.

Although it still looks lifeless because people don't often live here, it's much better than the emptiness before.

Qi Xi put the ingredients on the island, and "surrounded" left and right. After learning the location of pots, pans and other things, he began to prepare.

Time passed by every minute and every second. Seeing that the hour hand slowly crossed nine o'clock, there was still no movement in the direction of the gate.

Qi Xi was bored sitting at the dining table and turned on her mobile phone, hesitating whether to send a WeChat message to Meng Qing, asking how long it would take for her to arrive, but the last thing she really sent was: [The food will be cold if you don’t come back]

A few seconds after the message was sent, there was a ticking sound of successful fingerprint verification from the entrance, and the door opened - Meng Qingrang stood outside the door dusty pushing a black suitcase.

Qi Xi raised her eyes and met her smiling eyes.

"Are you in a hurry?" Meng Qingrang asked with a smile. The long-lost gentle voice was very suitable for hearing in the warm colors of the quiet night.

"No." Qi Xi said.

Qi Xi casually put down her phone, got up and walked towards Meng Qingrang.

She is also walking in.

When the two met in the living room, Meng Qingrang raised his hand a little, and Qi Xi skillfully took the coat hanging on her arm as if he had done it a thousand times.

Seeing Meng Qingrang's smile deepened after being stunned, Qi Xi realized what he had just done, pretended to be calm and avoided her gaze, looked down at the suitcase and said, "Let's take a rest first, or eat directly? "

Meng Qingrang, "Let's eat. I know you're waiting at home. I only drank water on the plane. I'm already so hungry that my chest is on my back."

"You deserve it." Qi Xi grumbled in a low voice, but still couldn't help laughing, "Thanks to Zhou Qi always praising you for your high IQ, I think you are just an ordinary person who doesn't know how to change things."

Meng Qingrang only smiled without retorting, and followed Qi Xi to the restaurant.

After sitting down at the dining table, Meng Qingrang realized that Qi Xi's "not bad" was too modest, just looking at the presentation and color of the plate, it was no worse than what she ate outside. As for the taste...

Meng Qingrang took a sip of braised pork—fat but not greasy, it melted in the mouth.

"Very good." Meng Qingrang said sincerely.

Qi Xi obviously relaxed his chopsticks, and asked her with a smile, "Do you dare to eat meat?"

In Qi Xi's perception, most beautiful women abstain from meat, oil, and sweets, even she who doesn't care much about these things. In order to keep her weight below [-], she always has two or three days a week to simply 'eat grass. ', sometimes just an apple.

Meng Qingrang saw that she was similar to her, who knew that braised pork was braised pork when she moved her chopsticks, which inevitably made her puzzled.

Meng Qingrang had just finished his second bite, and smiled helplessly when he heard the words, "There is no joy without meat."

Qi Xi was surprised, "Then how do you keep in shape?"

Meng Qingrang, "Insist on exercising more than the intake every day."

"Hmm." This is the result of self-discipline. No wonder mountain climbing is so easy. She can't explain it in words. If she can do 5 minutes of anaerobic exercise once a week, she will take a screenshot and run to Tang Jia to scream.

Forget it, people are more popular than people, and they are not from the same world.

Qi Xi confidently stretched his chopsticks towards the braised pork, then, turning a corner, picked up the decoration on the side plate - a tender green broccoli flower.

Meng Qingrang watched Qi Xi's roller coaster-like expression the whole time, and the fatigue from the long-distance flight was swept away, and he added a piece of ribs to her with a smile, and said, "Eat it, you won't lose weight even if you get fat." I hate you."

"If you dare to dislike me, I dare to do it. Believe it or not?" Qi Xi raised her chin slightly, and said in a cool tone, "My sister didn't learn those self-defense skills for nothing."

Before passing by, Qi Xi had completely lost his guard against Meng Qingrang, and spoke casually and casually. After speaking, he suddenly felt that what he just said was too inappropriate, and his expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

Meng Qingrang didn't think it was too much at all, but followed her words, and responded with a gentle smile: "Well, Xin, when the day comes, I ask my sister to be merciful."

"..." Qi Xi's heart skipped a beat, feeling that the corners of her mouth were being pulled up by an invisible thread.

Ever since Meng Qing spit out the name "sister", it feels...too soft, and it doesn't fit her, but it sounds smooth, as if, it's okay...

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After the meal, Meng Qingrang saw that Qi Xi wanted to clean up the dishes, and reminded her, "Leave it alone, Auntie will come to clean up tomorrow morning."

Qi Xi kept moving neatly, "It's okay, let's go."

Meng Qingrang didn't insist, and leaned on the back of the chair leisurely to watch her busy - her hair was casually tied behind her head, a little messy, the work jacket was not worn, the sleeves of the white shirt were rolled up above the forearm, and the neckline... undid two buttons, You can see a large expanse of white in front of you.

Meng Qingrang watched quietly, his gentle eyebrows and eyes blended with the soft light of the restaurant.

After a while, Meng Qingrang got up sideways, walked to the living room, found the cigarette case from the coat pocket that Qi Xi had neatly folded on the sofa, and smoked one while standing on the balcony.

soon.

When he came back, Qi Xi was washing the dishes.

Meng Qingrang walked over and asked with a smile, "Why don't you use a dishwasher?"

Qi Xi, "I've never seen this brand of dishwasher before, and I can't find the buttons."

"Here." Meng Qingrang walked up to her and pointed.

Qi Xi understood, "I'll use it next time I have a chance, let's forget about it today, just flush the remaining dishes."

"En." Meng Qingrang responded, and did not speak after that, only the rushing water and the crisp collision of dishes remained in the silent air.

After rinsing everything, Qi Xi leaned over to pull the drawer to put the dishes.

When he stepped back, he bumped into Meng Qingrang, only to realize that she had been standing so close to him.

It should have been quite painful when it hit her hipbone just now.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you here just now." Qi Xi turned to face Meng Qingrang and said, "Go and sit in the living room, I'll finish right away."

Meng Qingrang didn't leave, looking at Qi Xi with focused and soft eyes.

"On the plane back, I slept for a while, and I had a dream when I fell asleep." Meng Qingrang said.

Qi Xi, "What dream?"

Meng Qing kept silent and approached step by step.

Qi Xi retreated subconsciously, with the island platform behind her, there was not much room left, she could only watch helplessly as Meng Qingrang's body almost touched her, with her hands on her sides, and she could reach the distance between each other through breathing, word by word. Dun said very slowly, "It's a sweet dream."

Qi Xi was not used to being so close, so she kept leaning back and called her in a low voice, "Meng Qingrang."

"En." Meng Qingrang looked at her, insisting on seeing an unusual expression on her face before saying, "Do you want to know what kind of dream it is?"

Breath on the chin, also on the lips, with a faint smell of tobacco.

It doesn't smell bad, but I really want to try it.

Qi Xi tried her best to tense her leaning body, and clearly felt her heartbeat gradually speeding up. She smiled with a calm voice, "Is it just thinking?"

Meng Qing let her smile but said nothing.

Qi Xi, "Think."

Unexpectedly, no, it should have been prepared, Meng Qingrang suddenly leaned forward.

The lips pressed against Qi Xi's, without much movement, just rubbing them lightly, as if to test her reaction.

Qi Xi didn't close her eyes like last time, but stared at Meng Qingrang without blinking.

It was too close, but she couldn't see her expression clearly, but she was sure that Meng Qingrang must be smiling.

Qi Xi's closed lips moved slightly, staggered up and down with Meng Qingrang, and when he opened his mouth, he seemed to be licking her lips, "Do you think this is a sweet dream?"

Meng Qing's peaceful eyes were like water, "It's just the beginning of a sweet dream."

The pressure suddenly became real.

Meng Qingrang opened his mouth and covered Qi Xi's lower lip.

Qi Xi's breathing was stagnant, and she instinctively stepped back, as if frightened.

Meng Qingrang felt it, walked away for a while, and asked her, "No?"

Qi Xi paused in a daze, and it took a long time before she seemed to make up her mind, and tentatively posted it, imitating Meng Qingrang, and sucking kisses with her.

Meng Qing didn't give in, and kissed her seriously.

Hot and humid, soft, drowsy and light.

Then the upper lip, follow the rules, sucking and grinding slowly.

When the lips were moistened, Meng Qingrang raised one hand, moved it up along Qi Xi's waistline, found the position of the heart, and pressed it down.

The heartbeat is hit.

Meng Qingrang suddenly lost his patience, opened his mouth, and accurately caught Qi Xi's dodging tongue.

With just one swipe to control the overall situation, Qi Xi quickly bumped into her, obviously very soft, but Meng Qingrang felt a dull pain at the base of her tongue.

This kind of pain stimulated the nerves that she had already begun to indulge.

The hand on the side turned into a ten-fingered handshake with Qi Xi's.

Perhaps this movement gave the body more direct support, so the entanglement of the forbearance began to become overbearing, and they sucked heavily without separating each other, and no one refused to admit defeat.

The ambiguous voice between the lips quickly changed from restraint to assertive, pulling heavy panting.

……

During the long kiss, Qi Xi's hands went from wet to dry, leaving only a layer of sticky damp in the end.

Meng Qingrang left her, rubbed the corner of her lips with his thumb while she was still in sight, and said with a smile, "It's different from what I imagined, it hurts a bit."

Qi Xi blinked sluggishly, and understood the meaning of Meng Qingrang's words.

But Meng Qingrang just now was not gentler than her, why didn't she feel pain?

This is... Overtly and secretly suspecting that her technique is not good?

Meng Qingrang didn't give Qi Xi a chance to think, and retracted his right foot against the island platform a little, put it between Qi Xi's feet, leaned forward, put his chin lightly on her shoulder, and smiled Said: "I always thought that you would be very passive when kissing for the first time, or simply run away, but I didn't expect... huh."

Meng Qingrang laughed suddenly, with an ambiguous hoarseness in his deep voice, "I didn't expect to be so aggressive."

Qi Xi did not accept the baseless accusation, "Couldn't Mr. Meng be more aggressive?"

Meng Qingrang admitted, looked sideways at Qi Xi's slender fair neck, and said slowly, "I made a mistake."

Qi Xi lowered her eyes and smiled lowly, covering her eyes.

She seemed to have made a mistake too, it was just a meal, why did she 'confess' herself here?

It was the same last time in the car.

It was so sudden and there was no sign at all, she just closed her eyes obediently.

That time it was her lack of concentration, she admitted.

But in the final analysis, isn't it because of Meng Qingrang?

She is not a good person at all, she is the best at tearing down people's platforms, moving people's bottom line, and also, good at seductive.

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