After breaking up, my ex-girlfriend regretted it

Chapter 450: Can you help me wash it?

After a while, Li Qiuran and Song Wanrou walked out of the dark corner.

Li Qiuran looked excited and looked at Song Wanrou with burning eyes.

Song Wanrou's clothes were a little messy, and her fox eyes were filled with mist. She wiped her red and swollen lips and gave Li Qiuran an angry look.

Bad guy!

The two continued walking, but became much more intimate.

Song Wanrou held Li Qiuran's hand with one hand and held Li Qiurang's arm with the other, looking at Li Qiuran with her beautiful eyes from time to time.

When Song Wanrou looked over, Li Qiuran leaned over and pecked Song Wanrou on the face, making Song Wanrou lower her head in shame.

But within a few minutes, Song Wanrou looked up at Li Qiuran again, and Li Qiuran kissed her several times.

"Meow meow, you really want to be kissed by me."

After Li Qiuran finished kissing her again, she looked at Song Wanrou and teased softly.

"Humph~"

"No nonsense!"

"I don't want to be kissed by you."

Song Wanrou said this, but her beautiful eyes were full of shyness and even the slightest expectation.

What a duplicitous guy.

The two walked for more than an hour and then returned the same way.

Pass the dark corner again.

Li Qiuran stamped her feet, and Song Wanrou stopped.

"Meow meow~"

Li Qiuran pointed to the corner, and Song Wanrou instantly understood what Li Qiuran meant. Just as she was about to escape, Li Qiuran pulled her into a dark corner.

Another hearty intimacy.

Ten minutes later, Li Qiuran and Song Wanrou walked out.

Song Wanrou's lips were completely swollen. She licked her red lips lightly, but they still hurt a little.

And it hurts more than just my mouth.

Song Wanrou rubbed her chest, looked at Li Qiuran resentfully, and muttered: "It's all your fault."

"Hehe~"

Li Qiuran laughed dryly, and then said: "Okay, it is indeed my fault."

"Meow meow, let me rub it for you and it will stop the pain."

With that said, Li Qiuran stretched out his hand.

Song Wanrou slapped Li Qiuran's paw away and said angrily: "So many people are looking at you!"

"Then I'll rub it for you when no one is around tonight."

Li Qiuran said seriously, but Song Wanrou reached out and pinched Li Qiuran's waist, this big wolf.

"You think beautiful!"

"Sleep separately tonight."

Song Wanrou rolled her eyes at Li Qiuran and snorted softly.

At this moment, Li Qiuran realized this, and his mood suddenly became bad.

The two walked back to the hotel. Li Qiuran sent Song Wanrou to the room on the 15th floor. He wanted to enter the room with Song Wanrou, but Song Wanrou stopped him.

"Qiuran, it's getting late today, you should go back."

After speaking, Song Wanrou pushed Li Qiuran away and closed the door.

Li Qiuran had no choice but to go back to the 14th floor. After washing and changing into pajamas, Li Qiuran couldn't sleep.

I looked at the time and it was only 11 o'clock. No, I have to go find Meow Meow. I must sleep with Meow Meow tonight.

Li Qiuran took her mobile phone and computer, went out with her room card, climbed to the 15th floor quietly, stood in front of Song Wanrou's room, and knocked on the door.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Who?"

Song Wanrou's voice came through the door.

"Meow, open the door, I'm the black cat." Li Qiuran replied.

Song Wanrou didn't recognize Li Qiurang's voice and asked, "Qiuran, why are you knocking on the door?"

"Meow meow, I have something urgent to ask you."

"What's the emergency?"

Song Wanrou obviously didn't believe Li Qiuran's excuse.

Li Qiuran pretended to be anxious and said, "It's about the novel and I need to discuss it with you."

Song Wanrou looked closer to the peephole and saw the computer in Li Qiuran's hand.

Coupled with Li Qiuran's urgent tone, she believed most of it. "All right."

Song Wanrou raised her hand and opened the door. As soon as the door opened a crack, Li Qiuran quickly squeezed in.

"Qiuran, what happened to the novel?"

Song Wanrou closed the door and looked at Li Qiuran who was in a hurry.

Li Qiuran put her mobile phone and computer on the bedside, turned around and walked quickly to Song Wanrou, then picked her up by the waist.

"Ah~"

"Qiu Ran~"

Song Wanrou exclaimed and was thrown onto the bed by Li Qiuran.

Li Qiuran also climbed onto the bed and hugged Song Wanrou into his arms. Before Song Wanrou could continue speaking, Li Qiuran blocked Song Wanrou's lips.

Taste it tenderly.

Song Wanrou closed her eyes tightly, her body was soft and her eyes became blurred.

Li Qiuran let go of Song Wanrou. Song Wanrou was breathing rapidly and her chest was heaving.

After waiting for a while, Song Wanrou said, "Qiu Ran, what's the matter? What's wrong with the novel?"

"The novel is fine."

"It's just that I miss you."

Li Qiuran said and pecked Song Wanrou on the lips again.

"big liar!"

"Big Sewolf!"

Song Wanrou muttered, bit Li Qiuran's neck, and gave Li Qiuran a few strawberries.

Li Qiuran was not to be outdone and also left double strawberries on Song Wanrou's neck.

The two were playing around on the bed.

"Cuckoo~"

Song Wanrou giggled non-stop when she was tickled by Li Qiuran.

And her little hands were rubbing Li Qiuran's belly, pulling on Li Qiuran's abdominal muscles, and counting in a low voice, "One piece, two pieces, three pieces."

This night, Li Qiuran and Song Wanrou slept in the same bed again.

Although Song Wanrou chased Li Qiuran away several times, Li Qiuran remained unmoved and shamelessly hugged Song Wanrou from behind and fell asleep.

The next day was another boring day of training.

If it weren't for Song Wanrou's company, Li Qiuran would have wanted to leave a long time ago, but fortunately there was only one day left, so Li Qiuran persisted.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the week-long training exchange meeting ended.

Many great authors invited Li Qiuran to have dinner with them, but Li Qiuran was unwilling. He wanted to accompany Song Wanrou to dinner.

Song Wanrou winked at Li Qiuran and whispered: "Qiuran, it doesn't hurt to make more friends."

"But I want to be with you."

Li Qiuran murmured.

Song Wanrou's eyebrows curved after hearing this, and she leaned into Li Qiuran's ear and said, "You go to have dinner with them first, Jiujiu and I will go together."

"I'll wait for you in the room tonight."

Li Qiuran's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately agreed, "Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on it."

"Uh-huh."

Song Wanrou responded with a blushing face.

Li Qiuran was invited to have dinner with a group of great writers.

During the dinner, Li Qiuran interacted with a group of great authors and chatted about novels. Finally, Li Qiuran added their contact information.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Li Qiuran returned to the 15th floor.

He knocked on Song Wanrou's room, "Meow meow, open the door."

When Song Wanrou heard Li Qiuran's voice, she quickly opened the door and welcomed Li Qiuran forward.

Opening the door, Li Qiuran threw herself on Song Wanrou and bumped into her.

The smell of alcohol hit his face.

Song Wanrou frowned, "Why did you drink so much?"

“It’s hard to deny hospitality.”

Li Qiuran muttered, those people were really toasting him crazily. If he hadn't been a drinker, he would have been carried back by others at this moment.

"I put it down to take a shower and go to bed. You go take a shower."

Song Wanrou helped Li Qiuran walk to the bathroom.

Li Qiuran grabbed Song Wanrou's hand and said, "Meow meow, I'm drunk, can you help me wash it?"

(End of this chapter)