My personal school belle president

Chapter 1632 The gap between the two!
"Is this interesting?"

In the quiet grove, the two walked silently holding hands, like a young couple in love.

Murong Xiyao tilted her little head, biting her delicate lips lightly, her gaze was a bit annoyed.

"What's interesting?"

Qin Yang, who was thinking about how to be angry in the future, was startled when he heard this, and asked subconsciously.

Murong Xiyao said helplessly: "You used to be very mature, although sometimes you were naughty, but you have never been so childish. Do you know that this will make you disgusted by those people."

"You have to make them hate me. If you don't hate me, how can you improve your strength?" Qin Yang said with a chuckle.

Murong Xiyao was a little confused.

Does being hated by others have anything to do with improving one's strength?
This brain circuit is quite novel.

"Come on, don't think about anything else, let's sit and chat for a while." Qin Yang took the woman's little hand, went to sit under a big tree, and said with a smile, "Since we met, there are very few people who are alone. The opportunity to be together must be seized, otherwise in the future, other people will come up, and there will be no time to cultivate relationships."

Murong Xiyao's pretty face flushed slightly, and she hummed, her voice was as thin as a mosquito's buzzing.

Seeing the woman like this, Qin Yang couldn't understand, after all, she is a girl who has lived for nearly a thousand years, so why is she so shy like a little girl.

The woman didn't take the initiative, and Qin Yang was also a little cautious.

On weekdays, Murong Xiyao is quite dignified and serious. When the two first met, they had a very vicissitudes of face. Later, their temperament improved and became much gentler. not drop.

Don't look at Qin Yang's jokes on weekdays, and a very comfortable look, but he is actually very nervous.

"Your hands are beautiful."

Qin Yang touched the woman's soft and jade-like little hand, and gently squeezed the other's slender fingers like onion roots. He felt that if this hand played the piano, even if it didn't sound good, it would be a pleasure to watch.

Not to mention imagining the sour feeling after holding that thing with this hand,
It should be very comfortable.

Murong Xiyao subconsciously withdrew her jade hand, and there was a little glow on her neck.

Don't even want to touch it?
Qin Yang was unhappy, his eyes moved slowly on the woman, and then he stretched out his hand to gently lift up her skirt, revealing a small piece of snow-white jade calf.

"what are you doing."

Murong Xiyao quickly pressed down on the hem of her skirt, and stared at Qin Yang angrily.

"Communicate." Qin Yang rubbed his nose and showed a ambiguous smile, "When Meng Yutong and I go out to relax, we are used to getting closer, which proves that we do have feelings for each other."

"But……"

"I just want to communicate intimately. Sometimes physical intimacy can convey some emotions better than words." Qin Yang interrupted her, a little aggrieved, "Don't you want our relationship to go further?"

Murong Xiyao lowered her head and did not speak.

Qin Yang tentatively grabbed her ankle, the woman just flinched, struggled symbolically, and stopped moving.

There is a play!

Qin Yang lifted the corners of his lips, hugged the opponent's legs in his arms, and rubbed them lightly,

click to the end,

Not too abrupt, not too monotonous.

From the initial resistance, Murong Xiyao gradually calmed down, her phoenix eyes were slightly closed, feeling the gentleness and coolness of the breeze blowing on her cheeks, she liked this atmosphere very much.

Fresh and sweet.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a nostalgia, hoping that this scene could last forever and enjoy this rare comfort.

After a while, a coolness came from the feet.

Murong Xiyao opened her eyes and found that the shoes and socks on her feet had been taken off, revealing a pair of white and tender little feet, while Qin Yang was holding a crystal high-heeled shoe and putting it on her feet.

"you……"

Murong Xiyao shrank her legs subconsciously, and said with a blushing face, "You're a pervert, aren't you?"

After being caught and showing up, Qin Yang was a little embarrassed, and said awkwardly: "I just want to see what you look like wearing modern decorations, you are so beautiful, if you dress up in modern clothes, will you have a different temperament .”

"Don't wear it!"

Murong Xiyao put the shoes and socks on her feet, and gave him a charming look.

She was about to get up, but was stopped by Qin Yang: "Sit down for a while, I promise not to do anything this time."

Murong Xiyao hesitated for a moment, hugged her knees with both hands, and moved a little away from Qin Yang, obviously thinking Qin Yang was a pervert or a pervert.

After a while, she found that the other party didn't move or speak. Murong Xiyao thought the man was angry, but when she looked up, she found that Qin Yang's thief eyes were secretly looking at her collar.

Because I bent my body and hugged my knees, the neckline was inevitably stretched, revealing most of the beautiful scenery inside.

She covered her collar and stared at Qin Yang angrily, "Can't you be more serious?"

"It's so serious to be with a beautiful woman, let alone this beautiful woman is my wife." Qin Yang said helplessly.

Hearing the man's second sentence, Murong Xiyao's angry expression faded again, she muttered a few words, got up and said: "Let's go, first find a way to build a house, otherwise you will have to sleep outside again."

After walking a few steps, he realized that Qin Yang hadn't followed and was still sitting there.

Murong Xiyao frowned: "What's wrong?"

Qin Yang was silent for a while, and said softly: "Actually, I really want to cultivate a relationship with you, but I don't know where to start, so as to erase the barrier between us."

The woman froze.

She looked at Qin Yang in a daze, and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Qin Yang rubbed his brows, smiled wryly and said: "You like me in the previous life, and I don't have the memory of Qin Rumo, so I just treat you as a new woman I met.

I also want to feel your feelings like I like Yutong, but I still can't find the channel you belong to, and I can't really have a true heart-to-heart relationship with you.

You like me, but with the feelings of the previous life, I like you, just purely moved and responsible.

Sometimes being with you is really tense, and the tension comes from nowhere, but it makes me uncomfortable.Even, I feel like I'm just a substitute.

Because every time you look at me, you are not looking at me, but looking at Qin Rumo again.

Maybe you think it's the same, but to me, it's a little... unacceptable, even... disgusting. "

Listening to Qin Yang's words, Murong Xiyao lowered her head and said nothing, not knowing what she was thinking.

It's just that her onion roots and ten fingers gently clenched the dress.

Qin Yang sighed: "As I said before, the last life is a matter of the previous life. If everyone thinks that the wife or husband in the previous life should also be the wife or husband in this life, then the world will be messed up .

I have already reincarnated. From a certain level, I am no longer Qin Rumo, I am Qin Yang, and I am the son of Bai Dixuan. I have my own thinking, family, and life.

And the person you're waiting for is actually dead, understand?

If you insist on transferring your love for him to me, then... I can only say sorry, and it is better for us not to contact each other in the future. "

(End of this chapter)