You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"—"

Just this half-truth and half-false words made the man stop breathing.

The next moment, an uncontrollable passionate kiss fell.

With a feeling so strong that it cannot be resolved, and a helpless compromise.

"..."

In the end, he didn't ask any more questions.

Because once the answer to the question is revealed, perhaps it will be difficult for him to have this moment of tenderness.

Qi Yu didn't want to ask anymore, but Jiang Qiyu didn't want to just fool around like this.

She raised her head obediently to accept his kiss, and backed away when he gradually became emotional.

She tilted her head to avoid the man's chasing lips, her breath was slightly disturbed, but her voice carried a deep smile:

"Qi Yue, aren't you afraid that I'm actually playing with your feelings?"

"..."

Qi Yu didn't say a word, but continued to follow her breath to reach her lips, even with a gesture of death:

"afraid."

Why are you not afraid?

Qi Yue had actually thought about this issue long ago.

If Jiang Qiyu was just playing around with him, then he could use the marriage contract between the two of them to tie him up, regardless of whether the melon is sweet or not, just wring it out and eat it first.

But what he has to admit is that he can't do anything to take it for himself.

It's not that I don't want to,

I dare not.

If these eyes were only filled with disgust and resentment when facing him, Qi Yu would feel like going crazy just thinking about it.

So, at the moment before her breath was robbed again.

The man who has always been reckless and arrogant can only make a request that is specious and uses a joke to cover up his panic:

"So you play as long as you can."

"You don't—"

Jiang Qiyu wanted to say something more, but the kiss that couldn't be refused was filled with burning desire.

"..."

The two of them had a fierce verbal fight, from the porch all the way to the bed.

The person who originally wanted to explain couldn't even utter a complete word, and could only passively accept the enthusiasm of someone who was overwhelmed by thinking too much.

The room was pitch black, and even the bright moonlight was completely blocked out of the window by the heavy curtains.

Only two figures overlapped, breathing entangled.

The big hand that was originally resting on the waist slowly moved upwards along the curve, but stopped when the person below him trembled slightly due to the itching.

"..."

The anxious lips parted temporarily, and the man returned rationally within a limited time.

"?"

"is it okay?"

"..."

Jiang Qiyu was dazzled by the kiss, and she was a little flustered before she understood what he was asking for a long time.

Somewhat amusingly, he raised his leg to touch him, and laughed amid the sudden panting by his ears:

"If I say no, you won't continue?"

"..."

After her words fell, the room immediately returned to a mysterious silence.

It took a long time before the man on his body moved.

The palm covering her waist was pulled away with absolute willpower, and the firm and hot chest wanted to pull away.

"sorry--"

Before Qi Yu finished apologizing, his already tense body froze again.

At the moment when he was brewing great willpower and was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist.

The waist seems... to be tightly coiled by a pair of beautiful long legs.

Afraid that he would be crushed by someone because of the momentary relief, Qi Yue supported her side with his arms, and used his memory to trace the delicate outline of his body inch by inch in the dark.

"Qi Yu."

Jiang Qiyu was like a boneless octopus, clasping hands and feet on the man who seemed to have recovered from drugs.

In the pitch blackness, only the eyes of the two of them shimmered with tiny glimmers.

she says:

"Don't think about it, even if I am Hong Shixian, you are not Ellie, at most you can be Gao Shanshan."

"—"

Hearing this, Qi Yu's breathing became lighter, but he still tentatively tried:

"what do you mean?"

"I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Qiyu grabbed his neck and tried to push him down, muttering while pulling him:

"Okay, hurry up and give me another incense..."

"You... you wait first!"

This time she was in a hurry, but Qi Yu was not happy.

He tried his best to lean his neck back to avoid her intimacy, and his ears were almost red with blood in the darkness.

While he was struggling and panting, he did not forget to continue to ask her for confirmation in the gap:

"...Then who is the security captain you're talking about?"

In the end, in the dispute between the two, the anxious side had the upper hand. Jiang Qiyu was no match for him in strength, so she stepped forward and whispered in his ear:

"It's you."

"—"

Taking advantage of the time when the man was stunned because of being too shocked, she finally experienced the gesture of turning over and being the master.

Pressing the person down, she raised her tone slightly, with pride and comfort:

"Qi Yu, it's always been you."

"..."

And the man seemed to be burned out by this sudden cognition, and the whole person froze for a short time, lying on his back in a daze.

It's just that this just makes it easier for Jiang Shixian who is up and down.

"..."

And when Qi Yu came back to his senses, there were no two pieces of cloth left on the two of them.

"hiss--"

Being bitten on his Adam's apple, he didn't even have time to sort out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, so he immediately retreated back to the initiative that should belong to him.

"Jiang Qiyu,"

Her lips and teeth were grinding against the delicate skin of her shoulders, and Qi Yue's tone carried some unusual emotions.

It seemed to be stunned and excited, but in the end it only condensed into a sigh of joy that seemed to be a smile but not a smile:

"......Good for you."

"What's yours and mine,"

But at this time, Jiang Shixian didn't understand the meaning of his words at all, and he didn't struggle anymore when he was pressed under him, but just raised his hand and followed the clear outline of the man's collarbone all the way down:

"It's all here, it's all mine."

"..."

There was a small chuckle in his ear.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Yue expressed his loyalty and sincerity with practical actions:

"Well, it's all yours."

"—"

good news:

Qi Yue is indeed a real person, so he gave her everything he said was hers.

bad news:

Give too much, force it, don't do it.

"..."

Just because of this sentence "It's all mine", Jiang Qiyu not only turned green in the stomach in the middle of the night, but also turned green a lot on her body.

If it wasn't for Qi Yu's conscience that night, after the two of them took a bath, she would relax her muscles and bones for more than 20 minutes after the two of them took a bath.

For the recording of the variety show the next day, she probably would have to bear the infamy of skipping the schedule for no reason.

Even so, when Yu Xiaoyu saw her the next morning, she couldn't help exclaiming:

"Sister Yu! Did you steal coal last night?!"

"..."

While brushing her teeth feebly, Jiang Qiyu poked her head out of the bathroom and gave her a white look:

"No coal was stolen."

Steal someone.

"hey-hey......"

Yu Xiaoyu didn't think much about it, and was about to go out to buy a cup of iced coffee to reduce her swelling before putting on makeup.

The next moment, after seeing another figure with an indifferent face in the bathroom, he widened his eyes like copper bells:

"He, he, he, he..."

Qi Yu hung up the towel after wiping his face, and when he turned around to see the shocked Yu Xiaoyu, he nodded at her in a good mood:

"Qi Yu."

"Qi, Qi Qi Qi Qi..."

"If you don't mind, you can also call me brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law?!"