Professional dismantling

After Qin Yin asked this question, he turned around and dug out two small porcelain cups from the pile of sundries knocked down by the TV, looked at the bathroom and washed them with water, took them out and went to the balcony to pick them up. Two cups of hot water, and one cup was passed to Zhao Yao.

"You have been yelling nonchalantly since you entered the door. You must be thirsty now. Add a slice of lemon and drink?"

When Zhao Yao took the cup reflexively, he was still thinking, why does Mao have boiling water in his room and can make lemons, but he was so thirsty that he had to go downstairs to the kitchen to find water?

"Is it good?" Qin Yin asked him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the person in front of him was not the one who punched and kicked him just a second ago.

Zhao Yao was stabbed by his smile, only to realize that he not only took the cup subconsciously, but also took a sip, what a fuck!

Zhao Yao originally wanted to put the water glass beside him in a very handsome manner. The sound of the collision between the glass and other hard objects could help him regain some of the aura that he lost in the bathroom for no reason. There is something hard that can make him regain his aura. On the left is a small couch with half of the space left. Not only will this thing not increase your aura, but it will turn you into a fool.

"I think there seems to be something wrong with your comprehension ability..." Zhao Yao drank the water in the cup in one breath, and then threw the cup aside, he was really thirsty, "It's not that I will sit here I came here specially to discuss with you whether the lemonade is good or not."

Yes, he has more important things to do!What is more important?He beat Qin Yin, but he had already beaten him.

"So..." Qin Yin glanced at the porcelain cup he threw aside carelessly, some residual water at the bottom of the cup flowed onto the light gray cloth surface along the edge of the cup, he frowned, "Specially for beating I?"

Zhao Yao was taken aback by his question, his mind was confused, he didn't know what Qin Yin's purpose was for treating him like that, he wanted to know but didn't want to ask directly, no matter what the answer was, he couldn't accept it.

"You're beaten up now, what else do you want to do?" Qin Yin looked at him, the white porcelain cup in his hand looked extremely petite in his palm, that kind of leisurely attitude and casual tone made Zhao Yao a little annoyed.

So he got up without thinking, pointed at Qin Yin's nose and said: "What do I want? I want to know why you treat me like that. When women get tired of playing with men, they suddenly feel that men are good? You can find Fang An and Ah, he has liked you for ten years, why is it impossible to be my turn? Don't say you have taken a fancy to me?"

Qin Yin turned his hand on the wall of the cup for a moment, half-closed his eyes and looked at the angry man who was staring at him, and nodded calmly, "You're right."

Zhao Yao was taken aback by his nonsensical words, what is right?

Which sentence is correct?Tired of women and looking for a man?Or is it not his turn?Or maybe it really looks like...

Zhao Yao didn't dare to think about it, but stared at him with uncertain eyes, Qin Yin was like a god who was answering doubts for ignorant young people, lightly opening his thin lips and announced the best answer.

"I just fell in love with you, and I fell in love with you early in the morning." As if to confirm how convincing what he said, Qin Yin took two steps forward and came in front of Zhao Yao, only about ten centimeters away from him He stopped, "Since your mother brought you to my house, from the first time I saw you wandering around the villa like a country bumpkin who just arrived in the city, from the time you arrogantly said that everything I said to me was stronger than me... Since then, I have been thinking, how should I fuck you so that you feel that I am just letting you in."

Qin Yin's voice was very low and deep, and he nearly murmured at the end, but every word was like a sharp knife piercing into Zhao Yao's ears, hitting his heart one by one.

Zhao Yao could almost feel the hot air gushing out from him when he spoke, slightly refreshing with some lemons.

"You are the country bumpkin... Bah, you are a pervert!"

Halfway through Zhao Yao's speech, he realized that he had made a wrong focus, so he had no choice but to make a temporary turn, but the boldness with which he opened his mouth was somewhat out of standard because of this sharp turn.

"You called me crazy more than once, didn't you?"

Qin Yin bent down to pick up the empty cup on the small couch and backed away, and put the one in his own hand on the low table with his backhand, "Especially when I tied you with a tie, I shouted very loudly, every time Makes me want to gag you with it every time."

"Did I scold you wrong?" Zhao Yao was so angry that his hands were shaking, "Why did you plan for so long and let me bear it?"

After Zhao Yao yelled, he immediately regretted it. He only wanted to bite his tongue off after replaying what he just said in his mind. This question was obviously full of loopholes.

A person who has thought about him since he met him is naturally the bearer of the thought, but Zhao Yao is not. He just made a cameo halfway, but he was so alive that he became a substitute at the most critical moment.

If Qin Yin realized that there was something wrong with this sentence, how would he complete the lie?

"You finally asked a good question." Qin Yin seemed to be very happy and clapped his hands, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why do you have to bear it? Because I found that since Milan came back, I started to like you a little bit .”

Zhao Yao raised his eyes to look at him, with some confusion in his eyes.

Qin Yin approached him with a smile, and touched his face, "Liking you and liking you used to be two different things, but now they are both the same size. Do you have any thoughts?"

Zhao Yao slapped the hands on his face and took a step back. He might have forgotten that he was sitting on the small couch at the end of the bed before he stood up. This retreat made his legs hit the couch and he sat down directly. That bit of aura was instantly reduced to ashes.

He felt a little lost, stood up again, pointed at Qin Yin's nose and said viciously: "How do you feel? Should I thank you for stepping on the horse? Or should I kowtow to you a few times, thank you for being so open-eyed." ?”

Qin Yin smiled, "You don't need to kowtow, don't you always like to reciprocate? It's fine if you like me too, we don't want those fake ones."

"Fuck your mother." Zhao Yao broke his mouth, "Who wants to like you, I'm not blind, I like you..."

Before Zhao Yao could say anything, he felt something passing over his chest. His legs bent and bumped against the edge of the small couch, and he fell straight down. Due to inertia, Zhao Yao stretched out his hand and grabbed it before falling down. Only when Zhao Yao came to his senses did he realize that he was grabbing Qin Yin's hand.

Zhao Yao wanted to get rid of it as if bitten by a snake, but Qin Yin didn't give him this chance, and backhanded his outstretched hand to the top of his head, pressing his whole body down, his voice was low and hoarse, "Did I say anything?" However, you are not allowed to say the word "your mother" when swearing, and you forget it so quickly? "

"You...let me go first." Zhao Yao stared and swallowed the unspoken words with difficulty, and his tone became calmer after the stress of the word you. He understood his current situation very well. Well, if you really do it, he is definitely not the opponent of this person in front of you, and he has suffered a lot.

A hero does not suffer immediate losses, a gentleman will not be too late to take revenge for ten years, and he will not be afraid of running out of firewood if he keeps the green hills...

This is the most high-sounding excuse Zhao Yao can think of for his love.

"Don't let go." Qin Yin suddenly seemed to be playing tricks, and lowered his head to bury his hairy head on Zhao Yao's chest, and rubbed it shamelessly.

Zhao Yao: "..."

Zhao Yao only ate his hair when he opened his mouth, turned his face away, frowning for a long time, and burst out a sentence that even he thought was quite idiotic.

"Is it time for you to cut your hair?"

After Qin Yin hummed, he began to laugh, shaking Zhao Yao's chest itchy, he was uncomfortable and embarrassed, taking advantage of Qin Yin's smile, the strength in his hand loosened, Zhao Yao struggled hard and then arched The legs push the person away from the body with their knees.

The feeling of being liberated from the repressed suffocation is not very good. Zhao Yao raised his head and took a few big breaths, then sat up straight up. Qin Yin still maintained the posture of being pushed aside by him, with half of his face buried. Under the thick quilt, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Still riding a horse and laughing, is it so funny?

Zhao Yao straightened his crumpled clothes, pulled over the small single sofa and sat on it. He had to stay as far away from that dangerous bed as possible. He came to ask the teacher for a crime, wasn't it... hey It's annoying.

"Let's talk." Zhao Yao spoke again after clearing his mind.

Qin Yin smiled for a while and turned over, without raising his head, he said, "What else do you want to talk about?"

"Uh...you should put on your clothes first." Zhao Yao felt that he might not be able to get back the aura he had just entered the door.

"Don't you say that you can have fun chatting like this?" Qin Yin looked at him with one hand on his forehead. The posture of a complete winner made Zhao Yao feel very uncomfortable, and this posture was shorter than Zhao Yao. wear clothes.

"It doesn't matter..." Zhao Yao frowned slightly, with a somewhat indifferent expression on his face, "From the beginning, you never believed that I really lost my memory."

This is an affirmative sentence, and the question is asked without any doubt, as if it is not intended to know the correct answer from the other party's mouth, but just to make him sure that his sentence is true or false.

"Yes." Qin Yin got up without wearing shoes, and just walked to a corner not far from the balcony, only then did Zhao Yao realize that there was another door there.

Qin Yin put on his clothes and came out shortly after entering, Zhao Yao wondered why he didn't see the wardrobe in the room, for a long time they had a room dedicated to putting clothes, it was really extravagant.

"Then why haven't you exposed me until now?"

Zhao Yao frowned and asked, he didn't understand Qin Yin's purpose in doing this, if Qin Yin's purpose was only to want to fuck him, then he had succeeded before he pretended to have amnesia.

"Don't you think it's boring to act alone?" Qin Yin walked to a place one meter away from him and stood still, lifted his buttocks and sat directly on the low table full of debris. When Zhao Yao looked at him, he looked condescending Zhao Yao's self-esteem was slightly repaired.

"Wouldn't it be more fun to have someone to act with you?" Qin Yin casually said something that made Zhao Yao feel chills all over.

Anger burned into an invisible torch in Zhao Yao's chest, he secretly clenched his fists, the feeling of being teased from the very beginning made him want to go straight up and tear people apart.