Became the white moonlight of the heroine

The moment she threw herself on Su Xiang, Qiao Nian quickly stretched out her other hand and put it on the back of the sofa.

Even so, half of her body still pressed against Su Xiang's body, and her collarbone hit her shoulder, causing a little pain.

But at this moment, Qiao Nian had no time to care about the pain.

She was already caught by Su Xiang's sudden movement, she was stunned and didn't know how to react.

Seeing the person leaning on him halfway, Su Xiang couldn't help raising the corners of his lips and laughing lightly.

The shallow laughter swayed in the air, slightly disturbing people's hearts.

Qiao Nian's mind was slightly drawn back by the smile, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she unconsciously grasped the sofa under her hands, her eyes fixed on the clean floor tiles.

The voice was not very coherent: "Su Xiang, you, what are you laughing at?"

Su Xiang smiled and let go of Qiao Nian's wrist, and put it on the back of her neck instead, and raised his other hand slightly, pinching her chin.

She squeezed Qiao Nian's chin, and turned her face slightly with her strength.

Su Xiang looked at Qiao Nian's blushing face, and smiled softly, "Because I'm in a good mood."

Qiao Nian stared at Su Xiang's raised lips, and asked in a daze, "Why?"

Why are you in a good mood?

Su Xiang smiled, but didn't answer her question, but slowly let go of her chin, and then held her hand that was supporting the sofa.

She picked up Qiao Nian's palm, and her fingertips slid from her palm to the back of her hand, and finally clung to that slender wrist tightly.

Su Xiang held the soft and thin wrists in his hands, and took her hands away from the sofa, making her involuntarily put her body weight on herself, and slowly pressed down the hand that had been attached to the back of her neck.

Finally, he took her to lie down on the sofa together.

Su Xiang is on the bottom, Qiao Nian is on the top.

Following the fallen posture, Qiao Nian's left hand couldn't help supporting the sofa next to Su Xiang's cheek, and pressed a handprint on it.

In addition, her fingertips were also inadvertently entangled with a few strands of maroon curly hair, and the entanglement of the hair unconsciously made people's fingertips itch.

Qiao Nian raised her fingers subconsciously, trying to get rid of the hair wrapped around her fingertips.

But just as she curled her fingers, a hand was slowly wrapped around her wrist.

Qiao Nian was slightly stunned, she stared at the hand on her wrist, and couldn't help turning her eyes to Su Xiang, but she couldn't help turning her eyes away with a blushing face as soon as they met.

Su Xiang's hair was slightly disheveled, and when the tails of his eyes were raised and squinted, he seemed to be seductive.

Especially with a smile on her lips, it seemed even more attractive.

After Qiao Nian looked away, his right leg propped on the sofa couldn't help moving, and as soon as he moved, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Her right leg... seemed to be half stuck between Su Xiang's knees.

Because she and Su Xiang were both wearing short skirts, whenever her legs moved, they rubbed against the skin of Su Xiang's knees.

Qiao Nian's face turned even redder instantly, and she finally realized that their posture was too ambiguous.

Her gaze couldn't help wandering around, and at the same time whispered: "Su Xiang, let's get up first, shall we?"

Su Xiang raised her eyebrows and smiled, pinching the soft flesh on the back of her neck with her fingers, and said slowly, "Qiao Nian, you are above me, so logically speaking, you have to get up first before I can get up."

"Why do you still ask me?" She raised her eyebrows lightly, and continued to smile: "Could it be that you don't remember?"

The soft flesh on the neck was gently pinched, as if playing, and with what Su Xiang said, Qiao Nian was suddenly angry and ashamed.

In an instant, the temperature of his face rose instead of falling.

She was speechless for a while, and when she raised her eyes again to look at Su Xiang, she couldn't help pursing her lips: "You can let go of your hand and I will be able to get up."

Even though she is lying on it now, she is completely restrained by Su Xiang. If Su Xiang doesn't let go, she won't get well at all.

Unless it's hard.

She didn't want to do that, so she spoke to Su Xiang kindly, but she didn't expect Su Xiang to turn the words upside down and make people angry.

Su Xiang looked at her slightly swollen face, couldn't help poking her, and said with a smile, "Are you angry?"

Qiao Nian didn't speak, but silently turned her head away.

This looks obviously angry.

Su Xiang gave a low sigh, then stretched out his hand and turned her face around, staring at her and whispering: "Good boy, I was wrong."

"Don't be angry, okay?" Her tone was sincere and coaxing at the same time.

After Qiao Nian listened to her coaxing words, and met her serious eyes, the gloom in his heart slowly dissipated unconsciously.

She nodded her head uncomfortably, as a response.

Then he propped his hands on the soft sofa and prepared to get up, but unexpectedly, Su Xiang stopped him from getting up.

And this time, he was directly pressed onto Su Xiang's body with his arms around his neck.

Qiao Nian's chin was forced to rest on Su Xiang's shoulder, and her profile was pressed against her cheek.

Almost in an instant, the bases of her ears quickly heated up, and before she could speak, she heard Su Xiang ask in a warm voice:

"Qiao Nian, do you want to continue sleeping with me tonight?"

Qiao Nian felt hot in his heart, bit his lips and said two words slowly: "No."

Su Xiang's voice raised slightly: "Why?"

Qiao Nian pursed her lips because she would be very nervous.

But she didn't say that, she just whispered, "It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help blushing and said: "Su Xiang, let's stop lying down like this, if you want to rest, go upstairs earlier."

What does it look like to lie on the sofa with her in your arms.

"I don't want to go upstairs." Su Xiang said softly, and then asked her: "Why can't you lie down like this?"

"I feel quite comfortable."

Qiao Nian couldn't help biting her teeth: "Don't you think we're too ambiguous?"

Hearing this, Su Xiang seemed to smile: "Is there? But we are all women."

Qiao Nian nodded her head, and whispered embarrassedly: "Yes."

"And the word ambiguous applies to all genders."

"So let's get up first, shall we?"

Su Xiang's eyes were half closed, and he pressed his finger on the back of her head. Instead of answering whether it was okay or not, he asked with a light smile, "Then do you want to flirt with me?"

She said with a smile in her voice, "If your answer is yes, then maybe we can do more."

"For example...kissing or something else."

"Do you want to do it with me? Baby boy."

Su sounded slightly at the end, and Qiao Nian unconsciously swallowed a few times listening to her words, and his face quickly burned up, the temperature was unprecedentedly scorching.

Her face brushed against Su Xiang's ears, and she buried herself on the sofa, while her heart kept beating fast.

At no other moment did Qiao Nian realize so clearly that she seems to like Su Xiang.

Because...she didn't reject what Su Xiang said.

Thinking of Su Xiang's ambiguous words, Qiao Nian couldn't help asking: "Are you looking for a friend?"

Because her face was buried on the sofa, her voice sounded muffled when she spoke, as if she was not very happy.

Su Xiang touched her head, smiled lightly and said, "No."

Qiao Nian's voice was still muffled: "Then why are you telling me this?"

Su Xiang continued to smile: "I just said it when I suddenly thought of it."

Qiao Nian pursed her lips: "Say what you want to say?"

"Then you've said that to other people too?"

Su Xiang put his hand on Qiao Nian's back and asked her softly, "Do you care?"

Qiao Nian was left speechless by the question.

Do you care?

She cared, but she couldn't say it for a while, and couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or dare not say it.

Su Xiang waited for a while, but didn't wait for the answer, and didn't continue to ask, but said slowly: "I haven't told anyone else."

"Only told you."