Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 360
Although University B is not far from home, Qingran and Li Qingmo don't come back many times because Father Li is busy with work.

After Li's father received the news of their return, he still couldn't come back immediately, because he happened to be on a business trip in another province, and he would not be able to return until the next day at the earliest.

Because they didn't say hello beforehand to talk about it, Dad Li scolded Li Qingmo bloody on the phone.

Li Qingmo was stunned by the scolding, and it took him a while to remember to hand the phone to Qingran, gloating and saying, "I don't take the blame for what you did, you can explain it to the old man yourself."

Also clicked on the speakerphone.

Qingran took the phone timidly, and shouted into the microphone: "Dad?"

Father Li's cursing voice stopped abruptly, and his voice returned to normal almost in an instant: "Hey, Ranran, let's stay at your Aunt Zhao's house today, if you are not used to living here, you can go back home, Dad tomorrow morning I'm going back."

Listen carefully and there is still a hint of pampering.

Li Qingmo lip-synced to Qingran: "Quickly explain to Dad."

Qingran nodded at him, and explained to Dad Li: "Dad, I decided to come back this time, not Brother..."

"Hahaha~" Dad Li interrupted her with a hearty smile on the other end of the phone: "Ranran is homesick? It's okay, dad has already booked a ticket, and he will be home at eight o'clock tomorrow morning..."

Li Qingmo froze his face as he was about to watch the excitement: "...fuck!"

Knowing that his father is eccentric, I don't know if he has gone to Java now, is he his own?
Qingran chatted with Dad Li for a while, and when he was about to hang up the phone, he asked Dad Li if he wanted to talk to brother?

Father Li snorted coldly, and told Qingran to pass the phone to Li Qingmo after all.

Li Qingmo frowned, helped his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and lazily called out: "Dad, what else is there?"

Before the hands-free was turned off, Dad Li's angry roar came clearly - "Li Qingmo, when I go back tomorrow, you'd better explain to me clearly about your relationship with the granddaughter of Chairman Sun of the Sun Group..."

Li Qingmo's expression suddenly changed when he heard the words, and in a hurry, when he pressed the button to turn off the speakerphone, he accidentally pressed it to hang up.

Li Qingmo stared at the blacked-out screen, speechless: "...Damn it!"

His father is so angry, how dare he hang up his phone?
Dead!
Xie Ying'an held a cup of freshly warmed milk and handed it to Qingran. Qingran took the milk and drank it in small sips, with a gossip about to move, and glanced at Li Qingmo who had a stinky face from time to time.

She never cared about other people's gossip, but her brother's gossip was another matter.

Who is the granddaughter of Chairman Sun of the Sun Group?
Why is her father so angry?
Li Qingmo lay paralyzed on the sofa, took off his glasses and pressed his temples, his face was full of 'I'm in a bad mood, don't mess with anyone'!
When Li Qingmo was angry, Qingran was still a little scared of him. Although she was as curious as a cat's paw, she didn't dare to ask.

So she turned her head to look at Xie Ying'an who was sitting next to her. If there is a boyfriend who doesn't need it now, when will he wait?
She patted Xie Ying'an's arm, Xie Ying'an raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his ears to approach her suspiciously.

Qingran grabbed his hair without much effort, and whispered a word in his ear: "Sun."

After that, he pointed his eyes in the direction of her brother.

When I called Dad Li just now, Xie Ying'an went to the kitchen to warm her milk, but he was not in the living room. He probably didn't pay attention when he came out of the kitchen, and didn't know what happened.

Xie Ying'an didn't know what happened, but he couldn't bear his wits, so he looked at Li Qingmo for a while, and said a name: "Sun Ningzhi?"

Li Qingmo raised his head suddenly, and his voice was stern: "Shut up!"

Xie Ying'an understood, and turned to Qing Ran: "It seems that Sun Ningzhi is right."

Qingran was so surprised that her eyes widened: "Mr. Sun and my brother..."

Li Qingmo's face was as black as ink: "There's nothing, Li Qingran, shut your crazy mind for me!"

Qingran: "..."

Can the brain still be closed?

Nothing, are you excited?

Just say, are you angry from embarrassment?

Xie Ying'an grabbed her hand and stood up, walking to the second floor: "Let's talk in the room."

Li Qingmo raised his hands to cover his eyes a little annoyed, not caring where the two of them were going.

Xie Ying'an's house was bigger than Qingran's, but it was the first time Qingran came to Xie Ying'an's room since she was an adult, so she took a casual look at the room.

Well, the decoration is in a very simple style, and the color tone in the room is also very monotonous. Just by the decoration alone, it can be seen at a glance that Xie Ying'an is very boring.

The things in the room are neatly arranged, but this person may not have any obsessive-compulsive disorder. Several books on the bookshelf are placed upside down, which caused strong discomfort for Qingran, a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.

She let go of Xie Ying'an's hand, walked over to take out those few books and rearranged them, only then did she feel comfortable in her heart.

Xie Ying'an leaned against the window and looked at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his expression hard to hide his joy.

Seeing that Qingran turned to look at him, he beckoned: "Ranran, come here."

Qingran has long been unguarded against him, and only thought that Xie Yingan wanted to discuss her brother and Teacher Sun with her, so she walked over without any hesitation, and said as she walked, "I felt that there was something between my brother and Teacher Sun in high school. The atmosphere in the room is a bit...well..."

Lips stick to lips, warm and soft against top.

Xie Ying'an held Qingran in his arms with one hand, and pressed the back of her head with the other hand to prevent her from escaping. A sly light flashed in his black eyes, and soon the kiss deepened.

After the kiss was over, Qingran felt that her feet were so soft that she had no strength to stand up. She wrapped her arms around Xie Ying'an's neck, panting heavily in his arms.

Xie Ying comforted Qingran's back and gave her comfort, and raised her brows slightly: "Recently, your physical fitness seems to have declined a bit."

Qingran raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly, and her voice softened a few degrees: "I have a lot of classes, and I haven't exercised for a long time."

Xie Ying'an was stunned for a moment, the girl's brows and eyes were full of spring, and the glance she glanced over had an amorous charm, which was charming to the bone.

The itch that was suppressed in his heart rekindled again, and it became more and more intense, so that his voice was hoarse again: "Ranran, I think..."

kiss you!

The kiss like a storm was pressed down again, and the knuckles of Qingran's hands holding his hair turned white. She was forced to bear the young man's fiery kiss, and felt that the corners of her lips and the tip of her tongue were numb.

When you were young, which boy didn't have a sexual dream in his room?

Now, the girl he likes is right in front of him, and she is also his girlfriend, who can bear it?
At some point, the two of them moved from the window to the bed, and they were sitting instead of standing, Xie Yingan was sitting, and Qingran was sitting on his lap.

She was inexplicably ashamed in this position, and struggled hard several times, Xie Ying'an tightened her grip on her waist, not letting go at all.

Until he couldn't help himself, he buried his head in his clear and dyed hair to calm his chaotic breathing.

After a long time, Xie Ying'an straightened up and looked down at Qingran who was sitting softly in his arms. His thumb gently brushed over Qingran's slightly red and swollen lips. Her black eyes contained the sea of ​​stars. At this moment, only her figure could be accommodated. .

With their foreheads touching, he said in a hoarse voice: "Ranran, my 16-year-old dream has finally come true today."

(End of this chapter)