She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 647 Then My Pants...?
Jing Xing didn't know what he was thinking, his dark eyelashes were suddenly pressed down, and all his emotions were absorbed into his bottomless eyes.

He didn't move, just let her do whatever she wanted.

Lin Qingyou moved her hands tentatively, seeing that he had no intention of resisting the power, she became more courageous, and the hand on his collarbone slipped directly.

Jing Xing lowered his eyes, looking at her with dim eyes.

He could clearly feel her slightly cool fingertips passing over his back, and then falling down bit by bit along the mermaid line of his waist and abdomen.

The touch is strong and distinct.

Until her fingers lightly hooked the hem of the jeans.

Jing Xing licked the corners of his lips, his jaw tightened slightly, and he raised his hand to firmly press down on her little paw that was hooked to his belt and wanted to pull it down.

His wrist was held and he couldn't move.

Lin Qingyou tried to twitch back twice, but she didn't twitch: "Let go."

Jing Xing: "Not loose."

Lin Qingyou wrinkled her nose and said, "It hurts."

Jing Xing raised his eyes, and lightened his pressure a little, but he still didn't let go of her.

Seeing that he was easy to talk to, Lin Qingyou put on a tone that everything is easy to discuss: "We can discuss anything, please let go of my hand first."

Jing Xing glanced at her lightly: "No."

"why?"

"Because I let go, you have to take off my pants." Jing Xing said calmly.

"..."

Jing Xing also never expected that he would be able to say this line one day.

Logically speaking, shouldn't this sentence be the heroine's line?
It's unpredictable.

Looking at his girlfriend who was determined to take off his pants and try to meet him honestly as soon as possible, Jing Xing's mood was extremely complicated.

Lin Qingyou couldn't move under his pressure, so she could only try to understand it and move her with emotion: "What's wrong with me taking off your pants? I spent money, and I'm a consumer after spending money. This is my responsibility as a consumer." fundamental rights."

Jing Xing was unmoved, and even gave her a popular science sentence in a good mood: "As far as I know, the basic rights of consumers do not include the ability to take off the other party's pants."

Lin Qingyou was at a loss for words: "..."

It seems not.

It seems that she bought a cultured duck, so Lin Qingyou had no choice but to change the phrase: "If you don't let go, then I still have to complain to you."

"You vote." Jing Xing raised his eyebrows indifferently, and said casually, "Anyway, I'm the boss, at worst, if you complain to me, I'll kill you."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

It's a ruthless duck.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Jing Xing asked her again slowly: "How is it, are you still voting?"

Lin Qingyou was a little aggrieved, but the threat in his words was so blatant, she gritted her teeth, and swallowed: "I won't vote."

Jing Xing looked at her with a half-smile, hesitant to speak: "Then my pants...?"

Lin Qingyou struggled for a moment, she seemed a bit unwilling, she still wanted to take off his pants, but thinking about what he said just now, I would kill someone, so she had to give up regretfully.

"All right, all right." She waved her hand aggrieved, "I know you're guarded like jade, so I won't take off your pants, okay?"

Only then did Jing Xing let go of his hand, and turned his head to glance at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock.

Xiaonuomi Duanzi usually has a regular schedule, usually going to bed before [-] o'clock and getting up at [-] o'clock in the morning, which is a standard routine for the elderly.

If the trouble continues, she probably won't be able to get up tomorrow.

Jing Xing turned around, and his voice became softer: "Okay, baby, it's time for you to sleep."

The little glutinous rice dumpling seemed to be still angry with him. Hearing his question, he just turned his head away and snorted, ignoring his appearance.

Jing Xing was not annoyed, but felt that the scene of her getting into trouble with him was quite novel.

I've never been angry with him before, but now it's because he doesn't take off his pants, which makes me angry.

With a slight smile in his voice, Jing Xing called again: "Xiao Tuanzi?"

"..."

He responded with a clearly emotional "hum".

Jing Xing was a little amused, stretched out his hand, and poked her soft little face with his fingertips: "Are you planning to ignore me?"

Lin Qingyou didn't turn her head back, she just hid, and continued to let out a soft hum from her nasal cavity.

Jing Xing was a little helpless, and felt that he had almost exhausted his anger for half a year tonight.

This is not a question of whether to take off the pants, but a question of whether to wipe the gun and let go.

He is not the kind of monk with pure six senses, he can really achieve no desires and desires, but seeing that she drank it today, she is not very comfortable at all, if he really can't help doing something, she will have a full day tomorrow. I guess I don't need to get up.

However, this little glutinous rice dumpling didn't appreciate his good intentions at all, it just fanned the wind and lit the fire, took off his clothes wholeheartedly, and strived to meet him honestly as soon as possible.

"All right, ignore me and ignore me." Jing Xing rubbed her head again, coaxing her patiently, "But you have to go to bed early, it's late."

Lin Qingyou shook her head and refused.

"If you drink alcohol and don't sleep, you will have a headache tomorrow."

Lin Qingyou still shook her head.

"..."

Jing Xing felt that she might have a headache before he started it.

The little girl is obedient, but she is stubborn, and even ten cows will not be able to pull back what she is sure of.

Just when Jing Xing was thinking about whether to take off his pants as she wanted and coax her to sleep first, Lin Qingyou suddenly stretched out his hand to him without saying a word.

Jing Xing raised the end of his eyes: "Huh?"

Lin Qingyou didn't speak, just looked at him without blinking, and stretched out her hand towards him.

Jing Xing leaned forward in a gentle manner, grasped her wrist with five fingers, pulled her towards him, and hugged her in his arms.

Lin Qingyou nestled obediently in his arms, still not speaking.

Jing Xing looked down at her and suddenly smiled.

This is what it means to be reconciled.

He rubbed her head like a kitten, then reached out and took the water glass on the bedside table, and handed it to her lips: "Drink some water?"

After talking so much about whether to take off her pants just now, Lin Qingyou was also a little thirsty, her voice was a little hoarse, she lifted her chin, and drank half a glass in the position of him feeding water.

After she finished drinking the water, Jing Xing put the cup back to its original place: "Don't want to sleep? Then, do you want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

Even in a state of intoxication where her sanity was close to zero, Lin Qingyou subconsciously resisted his bedtime stories, and said two words resolutely and without room for negotiation: "No, yes."

"..."

Do you want to dislike his bedtime stories so much?

Jing Xing remembered that when he told the story last time, she was quite supportive, but this time he was a little surprised to hear her resolute rejection: "Why?"

(End of this chapter)