Xiao Tianci lies comfortably in Li Qiyu's arms. His head twists and turns. His dim eyes see the thin Yeyuan behind him, as if he didn't see it. He turns back to his little head and plays with his toes.
Bo Yeyuan:
When was his sense of being so weak?
Bo Yeyuan's long hand stretched out over Li Qiyu and pressed it on the sewing machine. His body also leaned down.
Under the shadow, Li Qiyu looked up in surprise, facing the face of the thin night yuan from her head.
Her thin, slender body bent high, pinched her chin and forced her to lift her head to the level of his face. Then, a punitive kiss pressed heavily on her lips!
Her chin was rubbed by the tip of his high nose, and he rubbed her lower lip heavily in the opposite direction.
Li Qiyu's neck is hard to lift, and he can't breathe. His blood rushes up his head in waves.
Until, Bo Yeyuan finally let her go -
Li Qiyu took a breath, staring at his gloomy face, but could not speak.
Bo Yeyuan pinched his fist, and his thin lips were slightly wet and tightly pressed into a line!
He is waiting for her to talk, however, she seems to have nothing to say to him!
"Mm-hmm Xiao Tianci makes a sound, and Li Qiyu's attention falls back to the face of the little guy.
Small Tianci tightly frowned, a pair of face like a big enemy, small face wrinkled into a lump, very unhappy! See Li Qiyu's look back at him, his face just looks better.
Li Qiyu touches his small head, and his brows stretch out Li Qiyu kisses him again, and he grins brightly
Li Qiyu turned the Western sewing machine and finished the rest.
In the workshop, only when the machine is running, the needle jingles through the cloth
Bo Yeyuan's hand pressed on her back to make sure that she would not really pay attention to him, and stroked her long hair.
Li Qiyu didn't seem to separate his hair easily. He smoothed it to the shoulders on both sides, avoiding the touch of his fingers. Bo Yeyuan's eyes were dim, and she took her hair behind her, twisting and pulling.
"Li Qiyu!" He growled suddenly.
Li Qiyu cut the thread, busy in the hands of the action: "well."
"When are you going to talk to me? Or have you stopped talking to me? "
Li Qiyu raised his eyelids: "do you have any?"
Isn't he always the one who's been acting weird? She made cakes and biscuits to coax him last night, and he sent ye Zhilu to repay her.
"You've been kissing me with other men all day, ignoring me."
Li Qiyu pulled his lower lip speechless: "are you talking about your son?"
With sky blue milk in his mouth, Xiao Tianci was shaking his two legs, but he was hated by Bo Yeyuan.
"You really want to piss me off!" Bo Yayuan accent.
Li Qiyu raised his head and saw Bo Yeyuan's gloomy handsome face from the black mirror of the window glass and sighed in a low voice
"Do I bother you so much?" As soon as he comes, he sighs, frowns and no smile!
Li Qiyu whispered, "Bo Yeyuan, I just don't want to quarrel with you." So choose not to speak, try not to produce friction.
"Is it noisy?" Bo Yeyuan sarcastically raised his lips, "you want to scold me, I only have to be scolded, dare to quarrel with you?"
"I just want us to be simple and happy every day..." Li Qiyu was tidying up her small clothes. "I have no time to be angry. When you've figured it out, come back to me. "
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