After breaking up, my ex-girlfriend regretted it

Li Qiuran woke up and saw the message Ling Qingqing sent him last night.

Ling Qingqing: "Qiuran, I miss you."

Why are these familiar words so familiar?

And Shen Yaqi also said to Li Qiuran: "Qiuran, I saw the message from Sister Qingqing."

"Since she misses you, go find her."

In this way, Li Qiuran was kicked out of the house by the impatient Shen Yaqi without even having breakfast.

However, Shen Yaqi still had a conscience and drove Li Qiuran to the door of Ling Qingqing's apartment, then threw Li Qiuran out.

"Qiuran, I'm leaving. Go find Sister Qingqing."

After saying that, Shen Yaqi's sports car flicked and flew out instantly, leaving a trail of exhaust gas.

Li Qiuran was helpless and could only carry the suitcase to the door, unlock the door, and walk in.

After entering the apartment, Li Qiuran discovered that Ling Qingqing hadn't gotten up yet.

After putting down his suitcase, Li Qiuran went up to the second floor and entered Ling Qingqing's bedroom, where he found the girl sleeping soundly.

Ling Qingqing was lying on the bed crookedly, with the quilt wrapped around her head and her body exposed.

Ling Qingqing, who was wearing a nightgown, revealed a pair of long, smooth white legs.

Even the clothes on his upper body were half-undressed, and he seemed to be in spring.

Li Qiuran looked at the time. It was only seven o'clock. It was still early. He wanted to sleep for a while.

So Li Qiuran tiptoed onto the bed, straightened Ling Qingqing's body, and then covered her with the quilt.

Afterwards, Li Qiuran took off her clothes, quietly got into bed, gently hugged Ling Qingqing into her arms, and put her arms around Ling Qingqing's waist to hold her.

Looking at Ling Qingqing sleeping as sweetly as a kitten, Li Qiuran pecked Ling Qingqing's red lips.

"Hmm~"

Ling Qingqing let out a sigh, pursed her lips, and subconsciously leaned into Li Qiuran's arms.

The next moment, Ling Qingqing turned over and her head was completely buried in Li Qiuran's arms.

Li Qiuran chuckled and hugged Ling Qingqing a little tighter.

At about half past seven, Ling Qingqing shook her body, her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly woke up.

The moment she woke up, she found herself being held tightly by someone.

Ling Qingqing panicked and was about to slap the man away, but the next moment she smelled a scent that belonged to Li Qiuran.

Ling Qingqing's body relaxed immediately, her heart was full of joy, her pretty face showed joy, and her arms passed through Li Qiuran's arms and wrapped around Li Qiuran's waist.

"Qiuran, when did you come?"

Ling Qingqing rubbed her head against Li Qiuran's chest, licked her dry lips and asked.

"It's been about half an hour since I arrived."

"Then why didn't you wake me up?"

Li Qiuran chuckled and said, "Looking at you sleeping so soundly, I can't bear it."

"Okay, now that you're awake, get up and I'll make you breakfast."

Just as Li Qiuran was about to stand up, he was pulled back by Ling Qingqing, "Don't leave, stop cooking, I'm going to hold you."

"Don't have breakfast?"

"Don't eat."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Ling Qingqing blurted out, "You!"

Li Qiuran was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, looked at Ling Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, are you sure?"

Ling Qingqing's pretty face was slightly warm and she bit her red lips.

Then he nodded heavily, "I'm sure."

"Okay, that's up to you!"

Li Qiuran looked at his watch and chuckled: "Although the time is a little short, I can still come here once."

After saying that, Li Qiuran lifted the quilt, turned over and pressed her under him.

"what."

At Ling Qingqing's soft call, all the clothes were taken off.

Not long after.

Regular beating sounds were heard in the bedroom.

After a long time. Li Qiuran got out of bed and walked into the bathroom holding Ling Qingqing with flushed cheeks.

ten minutes later.

The two came out of the bathroom.

While Ling Qingqing was blow-drying her hair, Li Qiuran squeezed a glass of fresh apple juice for Ling Qingqing.

Not long after, Ling Qingqing dried her hair, dressed neatly, drank the juice, and left the apartment with Li Qiuran.

Arriving downstairs at Penguin Music, Ling Qingqing parked her car, walked into the company one after another with Li Qiuran, and finally walked into Ling Qingqing's office together.

Not long after he got to work, someone came to see Ling Qingqing.

Ling Qingqing was busy working, glanced at Li Qiuran apologetically, and asked Li Qiuran to sit aside and code while she worked hard.

At about half past ten, Ling Qingqing finally finished the work in her hands, put down the documents in her hands, stood up, and stretched out.

"So tired~"

"Finally done."

Li Qiuran looked away from the computer when he heard this, stood up and walked behind Ling Qingqing, putting his hands on Ling Qingqing's shoulders and pressing them gently.

Ling Qingqing leaned back, closed her eyes and rested, enjoying Li Qiuran's massage.

"Qingqing, are you hungry?"

"Would you like me to order takeout for you now?"

Li Qiuran asked softly.

"A little hungry." Ling Qingqing nodded, but she looked at Li Qiuran and raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and said, "But don't order takeout yet, I want to eat something else."

"what?"

Li Qiuran looked at Ling Qingqing curiously.

Ling Qingqing stood up excitedly and pulled Li Qiuran to sit on the chair. She squatted under Li Qiuran and slowly got under the desk.

In Li Qiuran's confusion, he felt the zipper of his pants being unzipped little by little.

"Qingqing~"

Li Qiuran's voice was a little panicked.

"what's wrong?"

Ling Qingqing's voice was a little unclear.

"Should we lock the office door first?"

"Need not!"

Ling Qingqing muttered, and then continued to work hard.

Li Qiuran stared at the computer in front of his desk, his mind went blank and his body tensed.
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In the tense and exciting atmosphere, the whole morning passed quickly.

Fortunately no one came to disturb them.

Ling Qingqing emerged from under the table, her mouth bulging and her red lips tinged with white.

Li Qiuran brought a glass of warm water. Ling Qingqing rinsed her mouth and walked towards the sofa, staggering and almost falling.

Ling Qingqing's legs were numb and trembling after squatting for a long time.

Seeing this, Li Qiuran quickly helped Ling Qingqing sit down, put her legs on his own, pressed and rubbed them hard to relieve the soreness and numbness in Ling Qingqing's legs.

At noon, Ling Qingqing took Li Qiuran to a restaurant near the company for dinner.

After returning to the company after dinner, Ling Qingqing squinted on the sofa in the office for a while.

After arriving at work, Ling Qingqing finished her afternoon work, got under the table again, and played another game with Li Qiuran.

Ling Qingqing managed to stay up until get off work. As soon as the time came, she quickly left the company with Li Qiuran and drove all the way back to the apartment.

"Qiuran, I'm going to get hot water."

After saying that, Ling Qingqing ran to the bathroom and turned on the water heater.

Li Qiuran shouted from behind: "Qingqing, don't be so anxious, I'll go cook first."

"and many more!"

Ling Qingqing's voice came from the bathroom. After the water was heated, Ling Qingqing walked out of the bathroom and pulled Li Qiuran towards the bedroom. As she walked, she said, "Qiuran, don't cook yet."

"I'm not hungry now."

"Let's do some errands first and then eat after we're done."

"???"

Li Qiuran couldn't laugh or cry. Ling Qingqing was actually more enthusiastic about this matter than him. Although not as good as Bai Xiaoshuang, it was almost the same. (End of chapter)