Wen Liang, who had been chasing after him, was stopped outside the door by Qi Ye.
When she opened the door, she found that the book in Qi Ye's hand had disappeared.
"I really want to pretend that I'm not curious at all, really!" She stood on her tiptoes and looked behind Qi Ye. After all, the most dangerous place would be the safest place.
Afraid that the other party would pinch him, Wen Liang placed both of his hands on the sides of his head. He tried to get up, but his big, dry hand was already wrapped around his waist.
His low and sexy voice resounded in her ears, "Un, I was just saying bad things about you. I was afraid that you would be in a bad mood after reading it." "Reading is better than sleeping."
"..." These words came from the mouth of an academic deity. In any case, Wen Liang didn't believe it.
"Stop messing around and let me go first. I'll talk to you about life. " She put her hands on the man's body. This posture was too ambiguous.
However, his hand seemed to wrap around her waist. She had just finished her shower and was wearing only a thin silk nightgown. The temperature of the man's hands was like branding iron on her waist, making it hard for her to ignore him.
The man took her by the waist with one hand and wrapped the two of them in a blanket with the other.
"How about a pure chat?"
As soon as he said this, Wen Liang realized that he had been easily changed the topic.
But she would not pursue the matter.
She said, "I'm not looking."
These words were said too earnestly, it did not seem like he was refusing or welcoming, much less acting in a bad mood. She looked at the man's eyes that were as deep as obsidian and said seriously, "If there is a curse hidden inside, I will be hurt. If you love me, I'm afraid the promise will expire. So, I won't look at it. "
Because of the things you are curious about, time will give you a satisfactory answer.
Hearing her words, Qi Ye reached out and pulled her into his embrace. He laid on the bed and hugged her gently, his chin resting on her head as he gently caressed her back.
"Warm wife, you are my life … the only person who doesn't dare to make any promises. "
For some reason, she understood his words.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head in his chest.
He remembered that his mother had once said that a mature person who carried too much of a burden would not easily make promises. Those promises were often made at the cost of life and death. And the people who loved you deeply valued your life more than anything else.
After an unknown period of time, she finally raised her head to break this tranquility. She looked at him and asked, "Have you not bathed yet?"
"..."
She wanted to roll over and get off him, but somehow she was pressed down by him on the bed. He purposely avoided the wound on the woman's body and swept a mysterious gaze across her still frightened face. "Do you want to finish the job and sit up to wash together?"
There was a special meaning to sit-ups and push-ups in the cool of the mind.
When she heard these words, her face reddened: "Scram! I've already showered. Who wants to do sit-ups with you? "
Wen Liang pushed the man's shoulders with a serious expression.
He only mentioned it casually, so when he thought of the scabs on the woman's body, he naturally did not take it seriously. But Mrs. Qi's expression right now was really too serious …
Qi Ye didn't think much of it. He kissed the woman's forehead, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
It was only then that Wen Liang realised that her hands were trembling. When Qi Ye closed the door to the bathroom, she finally heaved a sigh of relief. However, his frown deepened.
After hesitating for a long time, she took out her phone, opened WeChat and found a WeChat message to send.
When Qi Ye finished showering and came out from the bathroom, he immediately walked towards the warm bed and sat down beside the woman. He pulled her into his arms and turned off the light.
The soft jade was still warm and fragrant, but she couldn't do anything. That sort of feeling was …
Originally, she had been tired from the day, so now she should be full of sleepiness. But now, she was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
"What's wrong?" A man's concerned voice came from above his head.
Wen Liang was quiet for a while, then asked Qi Ye: "You said before, that platonic love, do you remember?"
"Yes." He replied, "And then?"
"I suddenly feel pretty good." Just as she finished her sentence, the lights came on …
Wen Liang's innocent expression was instantly reflected in the man's eyes. She looked at him in panic. "What?"
"What are you doing?" Qi Ye asked. In the middle of the night, the wife in his arms suddenly told him that it was good not to roll in the sheets … Qi Ye's expression became calm.
After he turned off the lights, he said, "I can see that what you like is not me, but being one with my spirit body! The important thing is the meat! "
"..." Mr. Qi expressed his innocence. He once again turned on the light, picked up the woman's small face, and said, "The important point is the meat, then I should finish you now. Otherwise, I won't be able to find the important point."
Wen Liang opened the man's hand, turned off the light, and said, "Then let's try the Platonic style?"
He could not bear to listen any longer. Wen Liang quickly covered the man's mouth and said, "Sleep, sleep!"
"What are you sleeping for? Get up and sit on your back today!" As Qi Ye said this, he turned on the light again, and then immediately turned around and pressed the woman down.
Lowering her head, she covered her captivating red lips. Her tender lips were like a soft pudding, bringing with it an irresistible charm. Sweeping her white teeth, the man was ready to take all her breath away. The kiss that was originally meant to be punished, had instead become entangled with emotions and emotions.
She pressed both of her hands against his chest, but her body softened by two parts.
While they were having difficulty breathing …
Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside. Qi Zhifei stood there innocently with the pillow in his hands, and spoke pitifully to the two people on the bed: "Old Qi, our family has many monsters!"
Wen Liang kicked Qi Ye to the side in shock and panic as he replied: "Be good and don't be afraid. There are no monsters, only beasts!"
After saying that, he glared at the man beside him.
Qi Ye frowned, so why was the door not locked tonight? Why?!
"You lost to the monster?" Qi Ye unhappily looked at his number one love rival who was standing by the door. Although this brat had an independent shell, he was actually very sticky. When he was a child, he would find reasons to come to his room to sleep with her.
Little Devil King grinned, revealing his cute canine teeth. "Little monster was killed by me, I was afraid that Uncle police would catch me, so I became thirsty and wanted to drink water. When I woke up to drink water, I saw the light in your room blinking! I thought you had a light freak living here! "
However, Wen Liang's maternal instinct overflowed and she hugged Little Devil King. "Mommy will go to sleep with you!"
"Mother is so nice ~" The little guy cupped his hands in a warm embrace and blew a kiss to the Old Qi behind him. Then, he saw his own Old Qi's black face, which was as black as coal. He said to Wen Liang with a kind heart, "Mother, Old Qi is so pitiful. Why don't we bring him along and have a good time?"
Old Qi: "..."
Warm ~ Small Theatre ~ ~
Many years later, Mrs. Qi finally obtained the book that Mr. Qi had hidden away. Only then did he realize that Mr. Qi had only written one sentence on this book, which was the same sentence she had read many years ago. However, he had used a red pen to draw many red lines …
'Once you start telling a lie, you never know how to stop it.'
'Memories are wandering about. The moment I get too close, I'll feel dejected.
'Childhood love is sacred. Nothing can take it away from you. It will always be there, imprinted in your heart. Once the memories are liberated, it will surface, even if it is just broken wings.'
'When love and hate are intertwined, people do terrible things, things they blame themselves afterwards. '
'I have never believed in fate, in the signs of life that can guide us. I don't believe the fortune-teller's story. I don't believe the cards that can predict the future. I only believe in simple coincidences and accidental truths. '"
'You stole my shadow. Wherever you are, I will always think of you.'
'Love is like a shadow. If you step on it, please take away my heart.'
After reading it countless times, she finally understood that the confession that was drawn out was a secret that was engraved in the flower of time and would never fade away.
In the end, the Mrs. Qi picked up a red pen, and said a few words with a heavy voice, "I am only a shadow in your life, but you have an important position in it. If I'm just a simple passerby, why should I intrude into your life? I've thought about leaving you a thousand times, but I can't do it on my own. '
Slowly, in red, she began to write: I am glad that I was not able to leave you in the end.