Deep love never ends

"Qin Shao..."

It's still the delicate voice just now. Although it's crisp and numb, it can be seen that it's a little restrained.

These women don't have the courage they just had.

But the wine glasses handed over by those women were always carried, and no one answered.

Qin Langjun was just like that. His head was buried in my neck nest. He breathed evenly, but he didn't speak.

The dry and hot hand still put on my waist and stuck me tightly.

I just glanced at the glass in front of me, but I didn't have so many good ideas to help remind.

The courage of the women holding the wine glass is just that. They only bite their lower lip and continue to hold the wine glass rigidly, motionless, like a sculpture.

The man who spoke just now couldn't hold his breath.

With the kind of smile I used to see, he said, "if you are not satisfied, you can change it. There are many women here. You can't look down on one. Even if it's for my face, Qin Shao said, isn't it?"

The man did not intend to detour, but directly asked by name.

Although what I said was a thousand twists and turns, the meaning was very clear.

This is an obvious forced delivery.

When hearing the man's words, Qin Langjun lifted his chin from my shoulder. When he raised his eyes, his dark eyes seemed to smile.

"How about a new batch, Qin Shao?"

The man continued to look at this side, the smile on his face continued, and said.

It was dark here, and I didn't see whether the man made a wink. The woman who was stiff here and stubbornly held the wine cup retreated a few steps, but she still looked at Qin Langjun's position.

He moved back slowly, as if expecting to be stopped.

But in the end, no one called until I went out.

Before Qin Langjun could speak, a wave of newcomers came in soon.

This wave of new people are still wearing high school uniforms, with no powder on their faces and clever double horsetails. They look particularly pure.

"No."

Qin Langjun opened his mouth and bowed his head to play with my hand before several student sisters came up.

The answer was also careless.

I just took a look, his eyes are still not much focus, but this is what makes me more admire and more frightened.

When a person is drunk, he can be as indifferent as usual. He can't even see that he is drunk on the surface, and his momentum is not reduced. What a great ability it is.

The student sister bent over and had to say that she was more trained than the previous wave of people and knew her advantages.

Through the generous school uniform, the looming gullies are exposed, and the combination of youth and seduction makes this disrespectful seduction more attractive.

"Qin Xian..."

"Sheng!"

The original charming voice suddenly became sharp and harsh.

Qin Langjun was like a child who indulged himself to do whatever he wanted. He pulled down the student sister's hair, and the student sister screamed out unprepared.

Then he quickly released.

Instead, he picked up a strand of my hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. His voice was faint, like it was for me or for the man.

"It's too smelly. It doesn't smell as good as you."

The younger student sister, who was described as "smelly", suddenly looked ugly, with the anger of being humiliated, but she couldn't attack, so she had to endure it.

"Qin Shao doesn't like the people here?"

The man just now, although he couldn't see the expression on his face, his tone of speech was not as good as that just now. It seemed that he was vaguely in an unhappy mood.

After all, he slapped these women in the face, almost in disguise.

I don't know whether the Qin family has any cooperative relationship with the person in front of me, but the man's intention to stop people is too obvious, especially by force.

I'll see you for a long time.

My nose was suddenly scratched a few times, and I couldn't help giggling.

Qin Langjun seems to have found a new game. He pinches my hair and sweeps around at the tip of my nose.

I'm most ticklish, especially when I'm swept by my hair.

After laughing, I found that the atmosphere just now seemed to condense.

I realized when I was laughing just now, when the man opened his mouth with temptation and forbearance.

No wonder it was even colder when the opposite line of sight stabbed me.

I glared at Qin Langjun angrily, but I bumped into his deep dark eyes, as if with a little smile.

The anger under my heart was more. I simply stretched out my hand to pull back my hair, pulled his neck harder, rubbed it in his arms, and said lazily, "I can't serve. Why should I find another woman?"

Just like that, I basically understood Qin Langjun's meaning.

I've always been good at pushing the boat along the water, being arrogant and domineering, and pedaling my nose and face.

Since Qin Langjun wants to stir up this game, I don't have to hide my emotions. I just want to be comfortable and come, just like a evil country witch, said coyly and angrily.

It's like being coquettish, but it's actually for the people opposite.

"If you're still satisfied with what I serve, let them go out. You can't compete with me for status?"

My ending turned several times, with love and lingering.

For a moment, the turn of the voice even made me shiver a few times.

But I still have to continue to maintain my image of being spoiled to domineering and wanton.

I'm not very smart, but I'm not so stupid.

At least I know when I should behave like this and help Qin Langjun do things he can't do directly.

This face, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping, slapping.

Even if I play, I think it's really cool.

It's really different to be able to show off your strength like this.

Suppressed for a period of time, as if relieved.

"Who are you?"

Ridiculed by me, the man no longer looked at Qin Langjun, but directly stared at me, full of hostility.

"Me..."

I lengthened the voice behind me, then hung it on Qin Langjun and stretched.

No more answers.

After all that should be said, the rest is really just watching the play.

When I found a comfortable posture, Qin Langjun slightly lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against my forehead, and his voice was hoarse, "well, you're enough."

He lowered his head again, and his lips fell on my forehead, gentle and strong.

For a moment, in a trance, I really thought it was a corner love talk between lovers.