After breaking up, my ex-girlfriend regretted it

Li Qiuran and Song Wanrou have been together for more than a month, and their relationship has become increasingly close.

That night, Song Wanrou pulled Li Qiuran to sleep in the master bedroom.

The two slept on the same bed, Song Wanrou was held in Li Qiuran's arms, and the scorching warmth enveloped her.

Li Qiuran grabbed Song Wanrou's gentle and white little hand and played with it wantonly.

Song Wanrou twisted her body, and her cold feet touched Li Qiuran's skin, making Li Qiuran shiver.

"Wanrou, your feet are so cold."

Li Qiuran said softly, and Song Wanrou quickly shrank her feet back.

"I did not mean that."

Seeing that Song Wanrou had misunderstood, Li Qiuran hurriedly explained, then stood up and took Song Wanrou's delicate feet into his hands.

"I'll keep you warm."

Li Qiuran's hot hands massaged her feet, and the scorching temperature was very warm.

Song Wanrou's face was red and her feet were itchy.

She discovered that Li Qiuran had a quirk. He especially liked to wash her feet. Every time he washed her feet, he would take the opportunity to touch them for ten or twenty minutes.

And now he was kneading her blatantly while he was warming his feet.

For more than ten minutes, Li Qiuran reluctantly let go of Song Wanrou's feet, and then wrapped her tightly in a quilt to ensure that it would not be exposed.

Lying down again, Li Qiuran hugged Song Wanrou into his arms.

Song Wanrou drew circles on Li Qiuran's chest with her fingers, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Qiu Ran."

"Ah."

"Are you a big pervert?"

"???"

Li Qiuran coughed lightly, "How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"

"Hmph, I checked and found out that your behavior is a foot fetish!"

"Cuckoo~"

Song Wanrou snickered, her fox eyes extremely cunning.

"No, absolutely not, I'm not."

Li Qiuran blushed. She didn't blame him for acting like a pervert. Song Wanrou's feet were really beautiful. Among the girls he met, they were the fairest, most delicate, and most beautiful.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Li Qiuran always felt that Song Wanrou's little feet were wearing filters, which were as attractive as mutton-fat jade, and Li Qiuran wanted to take a bite.

But after thinking about it, I decided not to be too perverted.

Song Wanrou kissed Li Qiuran's lips, and after being intimate for a while, she said softly: "Hey, even if you are a pervert, I don't care."

Li Qiuran's eyes lit up, her heart felt warm, and she hugged Song Wanrou harder.

The next day.

Li Qiuran woke up early, and then found Song Wanrou curled up into a ball, shivering.

So, Li Qiuran made the quilt tighter.

During this period, Li Qiuran accidentally touched Song Wanrou's cold jiojio again, and his thoughts that had been extinguished became active again.

Wanrou shouldn't dislike it!
  just one time.

Li Qiuran grabbed one of Song Wanrou's white and tender feet, leaned over and slowly approached.

Not a trace of strange smell.

"Ah~"

He bit the pink toe in one bite.

Li Qiuran was somewhat satisfied, but the next moment, a resentful voice sounded in his ears.

"Qiuran, what are you doing?"

Li Qiuran hurriedly let go and stood up, still holding Song Wanrou's feet in his hand, and then immediately let go.

"Wanrou, you, you're awake."

Song Wanrou looked at Li Qiuran with foxy eyes, stood up and hugged Li Qiuran's neck, and then hugged Li Qiuran to sleep on the pillow again.

Li Qiuran tightened the quilt.

Song Wanrou and Li Qiuran looked at each other, their red lips raised slightly, "Are those feet delicious?"

"I didn't bite."

"not me."

Li Qiuran quickly denied it, her cheeks turning red.

Song Wanrou brought her red lips to Li Qiuran's mouth and kissed her gently, "He is indeed a big pervert!"

"Don't eat it secretly in the future."

"As long as you help me wash the fragrance, I will give you a feast."

Li Qiuran looked at Song Wanrou in surprise, her eyes bright, and nodded repeatedly, "Wanrou, you are so good."

As time went by, the relationship between the two became closer.

Winter is gradually approaching.

It was chilly at home, the heating had not been turned on, and my feet were cold even though I was wearing cotton slippers.

After eating every night, Li Qiuran and Song Wanrou would lie in bed and hug each other to keep warm.

Li Qiuran: "Is it very cold?"

"Kiss me and you won't be cold anymore."

Song Wanrou's beautiful eyes were fixed on Li Qiuran, and Li Qiuran pursed Song Wanrou's soft lips. After a while of intimacy, the body temperature of the two of them did rise a lot.

It's a good idea. But this was not a long-term solution after all, and from a slip of the tongue made by Song Wanrou, Li Qiuran learned that Song Wanrou had lived in this house for many years.

Even if the heating is turned on every year, it will not be very warm.

After all, it is an old building area, and the dispensable calories are like a drop in the bucket.

This house was not rented, but was the only valuable thing left by Song Wanrou's parents.

In fact, during this period, the relationship between Song Wanrou and Li Qiuran continued to heat up, and Li Qiuran also asked Song Wanrou about many of her past events.

Li Qiuran felt more and more sorry for this girl.

He wanted to do something for her.

This afternoon, while Song Wanrou went to work, Li Qiuran went out shopping.

First I went to a home appliance store, selected it for a long time, bought an air conditioner, and asked the master to come and install it immediately.

An hour later, the air conditioner was installed in Song Wanrou's master bedroom.

Moreover, Li Qiuran knew Song Wanrou's frugality very well, and even if she bought it, she would not bear to consume electricity.

So Li Qiuran bought another medium-sized small solar heater, and if Song Wenhao comes back from vacation, he can also use it.

After that, Li Qiuran went to the supermarket and bought a double electric mattress, two sheets and a double quilt, which were fluffy and very soft.

In the evening, Song Wanrou came home and was shocked.

After eating and washing themselves, Song Wanrou and Li Qiuran slept in the warm quilt.

The electric mattress warms the quilt.

"Ah~"

"warm."

"So comfortable~"

Song Wanrou couldn't help but roll around, feeling extremely happy.

"Qiuran, do you want to make me faint?"

Song Wanrou lay on Li Qiuran's chest and said coquettishly.

"No way."

"Then you bought an electric mattress, an air conditioner and a small sun. Even ice cubes can turn into water."

Li Qiuran chuckled, "This way your feet won't get cold."

"Hehe~"

"Reward with a kiss."

"Bah~"

Li Qiuran leaned into Song Wanrou's ear and said with a wicked smile: "I want to be rewarded with a jade foot."

Even though Song Wanrou had been mentally prepared, she still blushed with embarrassment when she heard Li Qiuran say this.

Just like that, Song Wanrou got out of the bed in her pajamas. Following Li Qiuran's request, she raised her feet. A small white foot touched Li Qiuran's face and pressed Li Qiuran against the wall.

Song Wanrou was a little nervous at first, and Ms. Huang couldn't let go, but seeing Li Qiuran's excited look, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, Song Wanrou would always pick up Li Qiuran's shirt with her feet and put her feet on Li Qiuran's belly to keep warm.
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  Wanrou's pajamas are very old and the size is a bit too small. She will buy new ones tomorrow.

Li Qiuran thought about it, but if she told Song Wanrou directly, she would definitely refuse.

Li Qiuran could even predict what Song Wanrou would say, 'The clothes can still be worn, don't waste money. ’

So Li Qiuran bought a tape measure and prepared to measure Song Wanrou's size.

That night, Song Wanrou had just put on her pajamas and was about to lie down and get into bed when she was stopped by Li Qiuran.

"Wanrou, wait."

Li Qiuran said, took out the measuring tape from his pocket, and then started to measure Song Wanrou.

While measuring, he murmured to himself.

"Height: 163CM"

"waistline:"

"Hip:"

"Bust: upper 95, lower 80."

Li Qiuran measured carefully, and his fingers accidentally touched something.

Song Wanrou's cheeks instantly turned extremely red.

"Qiuran, you, what are you doing?"

"Measure your height and measurements. I'm very curious about your figure." Li Qiuran smiled mischievously.

Song Wanrou was so confused that she raised her arms in cooperation with Li Qiuran and muttered: "But, but, you can't touch it randomly!"

When Li Qiuran heard this, he didn't want to take advantage at first, but he suddenly had an idea.

"Slandered me again!"

"Since you said that, then I really have to touch it back!"

Li Qiuran threw the measuring tape aside and threw Song Wanrou on the bed, with his hands floating on Song Wanrou's body.

Song Wanrou was left waiting by Li Qiuran, her heart jumped into her throat, her whole body went stiff, and the place where Li Qiuran touched her was extremely numb.

"Qiuran, I was wrong~"

Song Wanrou admitted her mistake and begged for mercy, but the next moment her red lips were blocked by Li Qiuran.

"Hmm~"

Song Wanrou couldn't even think of resisting, so she could only let Li Qiuran go. (End of chapter)