After being thrown into the crazy literature, the author turned over a new leaf

Song Yujun doesn't like "boiled chicken" or "muscular men". She is just average to domineering CEOs and will just glance at gentle people.

She has no interest in any man except Qin An.

Her expression was all seen by Qin An, and he smiled.

"Junjun." He called her by her nickname.

As Qin An spoke, he moved closer to her. He hooked his arm around Song Yujun's waist and said charmingly, "Wipe my hair for me, okay?"

The noses were close together, and their breaths entangled.

"You said I can't do it, but how do you know I can't do it without even trying?" Qin An bit her ear.

"You, you, you, I was just joking just now, I." Song Yujun could no longer remain calm at his behavior.

"Are you just joking? But my brother took it seriously, what should I do?" He pinched her waist, "You are an adult now, you have to take responsibility for the trouble you caused."

Now, Qin An has the upper hand.

The man she embraced froze, and he sat upright.

Her hands were so restless that they actually lifted up a corner of his bathrobe.

"What if I did it on purpose?" She rested her chin on his shoulder. "Brother, there's no condom here, you can't touch me."

During the years he was undercover, he saw a lot of different things, and some of them were easy for him to get.

Qin An begged for mercy as he did before, but Song Yujun would not let him go. She was getting more and more excited with the joy of victory.

She took the towel from him and said, "Okay, brother, I'll take care of you then."

"And you said I'm not qualified, Junjun, you should at least inspect the goods first..."

Would Song Yujun let him get the upper hand so easily? From childhood to adulthood, she had always had the upper hand.

The boy had short hair, and his hair was even shorter. After a few minutes, the sound of the hair dryer in the space stopped.

She actually started to wipe his hair.

"Give me the status of your lover." Qin An said.

"Junjun, I was wrong. Please forgive me, okay?" He put his hand on hers and looked up at her.

Qin An was sitting on the sofa while Song Yujun was drying his hair behind him. Her fingertips touched it unconsciously. After a moment, she adjusted the intensity of the hair dryer and started blowing.

"How much does it cost?" Song Yujun followed his lead.

Qin An grabbed Song Yujun's restless hand. The next second, he put it to his lips and kissed it. He looked at her with charming eyes: "You did it on purpose, so I have no choice but to make the best of it."

At this time, he took the initiative to lift up his robe and said, "You said before that everyone has their own expertise. It doesn't matter. I can go and learn. But you didn't even give me a chance and sentenced me to prison. Isn't that unfair?"

"Since you want to be a lover, why don't you take off all your clothes?" Song Yujun was so into acting that she was overwhelmed.

But he was wearing a tight shirt on top.

"Do you mind having a lover? I can serve tea, cook, wash clothes, mop the floor, and take care of your emotional needs." He also started to play tricks.

Song Yujun, who was behind him, lowered her body, folded her hands and placed them on his chest. Her hands seemed to have stroked his belt, but also seemed not to have.

Qin An's robe had completely fallen to the ground, and his body was completely exposed under the light.

"Afraid of scaring you."

"Oh? How scary is it?" Song Yujun said.

In between conversations, she moved around and leaned towards him, rubbing him intentionally. Within a few minutes, the man under her no longer looked calm.

"So you can't resist being teased? Captain Qin, isn't the self-control in your line of work always terrifying?" She smiled.

"You are the person I have liked for a very long time. I cannot hide my love for you." His words were half true and half false.

"Like for a long time? You men are so quick to tell lies." Song Yujun deliberately touched her with her hand, "Come on, tell me, how long have you liked it?"

When she was about to knead him, Qin An stopped her hand. "The first time you kissed me secretly."

The person who originally had a playful look on his face now looked frozen.

This was not the first time he had told her this, but she always felt panicked when she heard it.

Now, Song Yujun couldn't act anymore.

Song Yujun had kissed him secretly before, but that was ten years ago.

"I, I didn't kiss you," she said.

"Yes, on the forehead."

"absurd!"

"I was sick at that time and you took care of me."

"impossible!"

"At that time, our family went bankrupt, my father passed away, and my mother was in the hospital. Only you and I were left. You said that you would stay with me forever." Qin An told the time accurately.

The air was just like that, quiet.

"Okay, okay, I get it," Song Yujun stood up and her expression returned to a serious state.

"I won't mess with you anymore. Besides, I can't bear to let someone as handsome as you be my lover or mistress. You are my husband, the husband with whom we got the marriage certificate."

She closed her robe, and just as she was about to leave, Qin An grabbed her wrist, and with a force, she fell into his arms, and then he kissed her.

This time, unlike the previous restraint and suppression, it was extremely wild and aggressive.

After five minutes, he released her.

"That year I promised to be your man, but left suddenly, and also left suddenly several months ago. I am sorry for you, Junjun. Can you give me a chance to make amends? Just like mom and dad said, I want to be with you forever." Qin An hugged her tightly.

"Why do you always leave me without saying goodbye? Why do you always leave me without saying a word!" Song Yujun thought she could get over this hurdle, but found that it was totally impossible.

"Task."

"What mission?"

Qin An was silent now.

They just stayed like that, and became quiet again.

Qin An went to the light switch, turned it off, took off his clothes and went back again.

He held her hand and moved it around his body.

Bumpy and rugged.

"I couldn't make a promise to you. At that time, I might never be able to come back, so that night I let go of all my identities and fell in love with you."

"Afterwards, I regretted it."

"Because I gave you a sweet date and got a slap in the face."

Qin An felt bitter when he said these words.

"If you were given another chance, what would you do?" Song Yujun's emotions fluctuated.

Qin An said: "Probably, I will still make the same choice."

After a sentence, there was silence again.

With the faint light outside, Song Yujun saw the scars on his body. She broke away from his hand and touched them with her own hands.

"What injury did you suffer when we first met in the hospital?" Song Yujun asked in a low voice.

"I was shot, and Licheng couldn't treat me, so I returned to Jinghai." Qin An replied. (End of this chapter)