Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Be prepared for short trips.

Qin Yiren played with the exquisite air ticket, recalled the sneaky underground romance in college, and occasionally smiled at Bao Jingxing, his eyes were full of candlelight halos.

The atmosphere was so romantic that I had a few drinks before I knew it.

Putting down the goblet that was emptied again, Qin Yiren was overwhelmed with alcohol, her cheeks were extremely red and seductive, and a physiological mist rose from her clear black and white eyes, and she held her dizzy forehead uncomfortable: "Jing Xing, I'm sleepy." It's..."

Bao Jingxing looked at her with a smile in his eyes, his sexy Adam's apple moved up and down, the long-suppressed impulse in his heart was like a beast about to break free from its cage, clamoring to eat up the delicious and unconscious lover in front of him.

Of course, a few glasses of wine weren't enough to get him drunk.

But wine is not intoxicating, everyone gets drunk.

"Xiaoqian..."

The clear voice in the past was deep and hoarse. Bo Jingxing raised his hand to support her slender shoulders, and looked at her snow-white forehead, watery eyes, and straight nose bridge bit by bit, and finally fell on the water-colored on the lips.

He is a normal adult man, and his only true lover is in front of him. To be able to endure this kind of time has proved that he is very self-control.

Even if you want to abide by the previous agreement and leave important things after marriage, the plan often does not change quickly.

Since he wanted to keep her by his side, Chu Xianian was a factor that cannot be ignored.

That being the case...

If you hug her tonight, it doesn't seem like you're taking advantage of someone's danger?
Qin Yiren narrowed his eyes in a daze, completely unaware of the dark fire quietly burning in the man's eyes, frowning to fight against the drunken dizziness.

She has always been abstaining from alcohol in the past, and a few glasses of wine is already the limit, and she is a little confused when she speaks: "Jing Xing, why is it still not bright?"

Bao Jingxing came back to his senses, barely suppressed the indescribable hotness in his heart, held her face pitifully, looked down at her and asked, "Huh?"

Qin Yiren showed a drowsy smile, and said softly innocently: "I'm looking forward to...tomorrow's trip."

Bao Jingxing was slightly taken aback, and the corners of his thin lips curled up in a loving arc.

The darkness in his eyes completely disappeared, he leaned over and picked up the drunk Qin Yiren, stepped on the carved stairs with his long legs, and sent her back to the room himself.

Gently placing her on the Kingsize bed, Bao Jingxing stood by the bed and looked down at her for a moment, then leaned over to help her take off the little yellow duck slippers on her feet.

Perhaps the clothes on his body were a little tight.

Qin Yiren snuggled under the quilt uncomfortably, moaning and unbuttoning the collar, missing the softness and looseness of the nightdress.

Seeing her revealing the white skin on the side of her neck without knowing it, Bo Jingxing couldn't laugh or cry, the dark fire that had been suppressed with great difficulty showed a tendency to revive again.

Shaking off the quilt to cover her completely, Bao Jingxing sighed helplessly, not daring to do something that challenged self-control like helping her change her pajamas.

Saying good night to Qin Yiren in his heart, he can't wait to turn around, wanting to go back to his room to take a cold shower, and maybe recite the Tao Te Ching a few more times.

however……

Qin Yiren, who was half asleep and half awake, heard him sigh, struggled to open his eyes, and grabbed the hem of his shirt, "...Jing Xing?"

Bao Jingxing stood with his back to her, looked back at her, and said in a soft voice that dripped water, "I'm here."

"You just..."

Qin Yiren sat up from the bed, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. She couldn't tell whether the sigh came from her dream or not, so she braced herself and continued to ask, "Jing Xing, are you unhappy?"

I didn't expect her to be so drunk, and she was still thinking about whether he was happy or not.

Bao Jingxing's dark eyes were full of warmth, and he turned around and sat beside her bed, his voice was as soft as ever: "With you, how can I be unhappy?"

Qin Yiren opened a pair of drunken eyes, listened half understood, and finally nodded: "If you are unhappy, you must tell me."

Bao Jingxing smiled, and seemed to coax the child into agreeing, "Okay."

Qin Yiren thought hard again, and felt very satisfied with his answer, so he staggered down on the bed.

The warm cheeks rubbed against the cold pillow, the alcohol burned in her body, she looked at Bao Jingxing foolishly, and let him cover herself with the quilt again.

Considerately adjusted her into a comfortable posture, Bao Jingxing still needed a cold shower, and the reality of running away was hidden under his gentle and elegant expression, "Xiaoqian, good night..."

"I'd rather leave you than make you unhappy."

In the silent room, Qin Yiren's hoarse voice was particularly clear.

Bao Jingxing's heart sank, and he looked at her with a deep and unpredictable expression.

Before she recovered her memory, he was not worried that he would lose to Chu Xiannian, but only worried that he would lose to Bao'er.

After all, Qin Yiren had a bad childhood.

For various reasons, she cared more about her daughter than other mums, and she would probably rather give up the relationship than let Bao'er grow up happily.

Thinking of this, a dark look flashed across Bao Jingxing's eyes, he held her hand and said in a low voice, "As long as you stay by my side, I will never be unhappy."

Done.

He waited quietly for her answer, but he didn't get an answer for a long time.

Looking at Qin Yiren again, he closed his eyes and fell asleep at some point.

and so.

Whether or not she heard his love words is estimated to become an unsolved mystery.

Bao Jingxing laughed dumbfounded, gently put her hands under the quilt, and went back to the next room with a heavy heart.

Taking off his clothes and going into the bathroom, he adjusted the water temperature to the lowest level, stood under the shower head with his eyes closed, and meditated on Qin Yiren's unclear words.

No matter if it's a drunken utterance, or just a momentary drunken talk...

He would never allow that future to become a reality.

Raising his hand to wipe off the cold drops of water on his face, Bao Jingxing left the bathroom in his bathrobe, found his mobile phone on the sofa, thought about editing a message, and sent it to a number he almost never contacted.

After this message was sent, it disappeared.

It seemed that the party who received the message was just an empty number, or didn't pay attention to Mr. Bo at all.

Bao Jingxing sat on the sofa, slowly erased all traces, and looked sideways at the bright sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The night is gone, the dawn is coming.

……

The next day.

With the first ray of sunlight in the morning, Qin Yiren opened his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol that she slept very restlessly in the past night.

Sitting up with her drowsy forehead, she slowly remembered the candlelight dinner last night and the terrible video.

Compared with the former, the latter is really worthless.

Temporarily deleting this memory from his mind, Qin Yiren took out his phone, hesitating whether to send a message to Chu Xiannian.