What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 82 82. I want to bite you tenderly

Duan Qian chuckled.

"You two have such a good relationship. I envy you."

Xia Yuan was startled, and pouted his mouth, he couldn't express the pain in his heart.

You simply can't understand what Ying Sitong really meant when he said eat you, otherwise you wouldn't feel that we are in love.

Sometimes things are simpler than you think.

What she said to eat may really be just superficial.

Looking at Ying Sitong on her back, there seemed to be nothing unusual except for her heavy breathing.

She fell asleep sweetly after saying something in her sleep.

Maybe it's because he's used to sleeping on his stomach, Xia Yuan's back is more comfortable than the bed.

"By the way, didn't you just say you wanted to show it to me?" Xia Yuan looked up at Duan Qian.

Duan Qian was slightly taken aback, thinking that if you don't go to sleep with your wife, why are you wandering around behind your back behind your wife's back?

"This,"

Duan Qian took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, then held it between her index finger and middle finger, and put it gently near her mouth.

She stood up straight, folded her hands, her elbows were pressed tightly in front of her body, and her fingers were lightly placed on her lips.

Duan Qian raised her eyebrows, her eyes flickered, as charming as she could be.

"What kind of character do you think I am? What family background? What kind of experience?"

Damn, who would know this action?
Xia Yuan frowned and looked at her carefully.

"Emmm... a woman in the dust, with pain in her heart and frost in her eyes, she must have been injured badly, so she was reduced to a little princess. Personality, people who have been injured are melancholy and strong, otherwise they will easily go crazy."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing his words, Duan Qian let out a series of laughter.

The laughter is crisp and moving, like the sound of nature in the snowy night.

Duan Qian laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, and it took a while before she stopped laughing.

She stood up straight and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands.

"It seems that you still have to take the required courses for a long time." Duan Qian suppressed her smile and said to Xia Yuan, "Look, I'm just telling you one thing. People's mouths can lie, but body language can't lie. Your Experience, your growth, actually condensed into words and deeds in the end."

As Duan Qian spoke, she lifted the lady's cigarette again, "People who hold cigarettes between their index and middle fingers are mostly insecure or lonely in their bones. Such people are gentle and yearn for love."

"What the hell?"

"Have you seen Tang Wei's movies?" Duan Qian lowered her head and smiled, imitating Tang Wei's smoking posture, "When you use this posture, your fingers are closest to your lips, and your fingers will stick to you, like a ..."

"Oh." Xia Yuan understood immediately.

This movement is gentle, delicate, and spring breeze transforms rain.

"Because of the lack, I long for it, so I subconsciously soothe my lonely soul."

"Then smoke with the ok gesture," Duan Qian pinched it with her thumb and index finger, and demonstrated again, "Does it seem a little bolder?"

"Yeah." Xia Yuan nodded, that's really the case.

"Because the fingers are farther away from the face, the position where the fingers touch your face is changed from the abdomen to the side abdomen. You don't need comfort so much, and you have a stronger heart."

"Besides, there are people who hold cigarettes with their thumb and middle finger."

While talking, Duan Qian handed the cigarette to Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan took it and tried it, but as soon as he put it to his mouth, Duan Qian smiled slyly.

He took it off and took a look, isn't this Nima the orchid finger?

"You're playing tricks on me, aren't you?"

"Hahahaha, don't mind," Duan Qian took the cigarette back, "Doesn't this just show the image of a man with a small heart? Maybe you can use it in future performances?"

"Thank you so much."

Duan Qian smiled and didn't care.

"In addition to gestures, you will find different smoking movements, and the personalities of the characters are also very different."

Duan Qian is really suitable to be a teacher, once she starts to talk about it, she can't stop talking.

"You see, smoke is placed in the middle and on the right, and it is a different personality response."

Duan Qian adjusted the position of the cigarette and showed him, "In the middle, this person looks more upright. On the right, there is a hint of evil."

Not to mention, it really feels like this.

Xia Yuan couldn't help praising, "Wow, one cigarette can elicit so many acting skills, it's amazing."

"Not only that," Duan Qian smiled, and put the cigarette to her mouth, "Look, even in the same position, with the lips and with the teeth, the force of the bite, the speed of the bite are different, and the character of the character is different. .”

"People who suck with their lips must be gentler, and people who bite with their teeth are relatively fierce. The harder you bite, the more fierce you are, right?" Xia Yuan said.

"Well, children can be taught."

"As for the speed of inhalation," Xia Yuan pondered for a moment, "it's just that the degree of anxiety is different."

"bingo."

Duan Qian laughed happily, revealing a row of white and beautiful teeth.

At this moment, Ying Sitong, who was lying on Xia Yuan's back, let out a murmur, interrupting their conversation.

She said, "Xia Yuan, I want to bite you tenderly."

Mom!
Xia Yuan felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

This guy doesn't know if he is really asleep or fake, how can he always pick up the conversation in a timely manner?

Xia Yuan hurriedly bid farewell to Duan Qian, and the chat would be endless, "Listening to what you say is better than ten years of reading, and being taught and taught."

"Where is it?" Duan Qian responded.

"Then I'll go first, lonely Miss Duan Qian."

"it is good……"

Duan Qian waved her hand to say goodbye.

She tried to force a smile, but for some reason, she didn't.

Duan Qian lowered her head, staring blankly at the cigarette in her hand.

What was my posture when he first saw me?

……

Fortunately, the snow fell heavily today. When Xia Yuan walked to the courtyard behind the hotel and picked up the bottle of suppressant in a Coke bottle, it was still intact.

It's just that it smashed into a shallow crater in the snowdrift, and a little snowflake got into the mouth of the bottle.

Xia Yuan picked it up, turned around and walked back to the hotel.

When passing by the streetlight just now, Duan Qian was no longer in the same place.

"Lonely people need lonely people to accompany, she must have been to her Valentine's Day, right?"

Thinking of this, Xia Yuan turned Ying Sitong on his back.

……

Back in the room, Xia Yuan repeated the previous operation, took off the down jacket and shoes and socks for Ying Sitong, and put the quilt on the bed.

He was about to take a shower when he was suddenly embraced by a pair of hands from behind.

"uh-huh!"

Xia Yuan groaned in pain, and was thrown on Simmons' back by the beautiful young woman of the blood race.

Ying Sitong's breathing was right next to her ears, with a strong smell of alcohol.

"I think……"

"Wait a minute!" Xia Yuan shouted in horror.

……

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Happy Valentine's Day!
One more chapter to come.

The starting point is the first release, the new book issue, asking for favorites, recommendation tickets, investment, rewards, and role comparisons.

thank.

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