Love in full bloom

The simple four words flew over like four sharp arrows and plunged into her weak spot.

She opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe it, thinking she had heard it wrong.

How could he have such a funny request!

Qin Yichen seemed a little impatient, frowned, and growled, "Come in!"

Now she heard clearly.

He really let her in!

What did he want her do?

She wanted to take her steps, but her legs were so weak that her feet seemed to weigh a lot, and every step she took would exhaust her.

"Are you a snail?" Qin Yichen grabbed the pillow at his hand and threw it at her rudely. He threw it accurately, and the pillow was right and hit her head.

Fortunately, it was soft and it didn't hurt, but she knew that if she took another step, it would not be a pillow, but a wine bottle or tea cup on the bedside table.

"What's the matter?" Her voice was so weak, like a wind about to go out.

Qin Yichen didn't speak again, burying his head in Mo Mengshan's neck again, and his long fingers slid along her cheeks.

A few minutes later, Qin Yichen suddenly pulled the quilt to cover both of them, not wanting her to affect his next condition.

was lake green.

thought she would get used to it.

realized that what she saw with her own eyes was different from the pain caused by

The blow in person was greater and

jerking violently, so that she had to bend down, holding her chest with her hands, breathing in a big mouth, so

words indistinctly, "I ... can I go?" Each bit of her word was very heavy, as if

lake" finally subsided, it should be said that they were

"Qinyu, can you talk after

lip. "I'm just sleepy and

us." Mo Mengshan gave her a nasty look.

head. "If she's gone,

and before she could react, she heard his command: "Bring

mechanically to the coffee table, raised the fruit plate, and walked back to the

also wanted one. The moment her finger touched the fruit plate, Mo Qinyu's hand suddenly

rubbed against Qin Yichen's chest with her fingertips, "Honey, you

of firecrackers banging in Mo Qinyu's ears, blowing her dizzy and tingling her eardrums.

with the cherry tomato, apparently defaulting on her call.

Qinyu tightened the hand which held the plate with her fingers

looked her but without any expressions on his face, only hard cold, just like

spit out

Qinyu gritted her teeth, lowered the fruit plate, picked up the bottle from the nightstand, filled the glass with wine, and handed it to him.

have to go to bed before ten o'clock." She begged.

understand what he wanted to do, did he

Yichen was expressionless, as if she hadn't heard her at all. He shook the wine in the glass and took a sip.

her mouth close him. "Honey, I want to drink