Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Tang Yisheng's eyes widened suddenly, as if the pause button had been pressed suddenly. The expression on his face was blank, like a sculpture, being held down by Nan Qiao in a daze.

"Tang Tang?" Nan Qiao called him, his voice was very soft, like a feather gently rubbing against his ear, making it numb and slightly itchy.

Tang Yisheng blinked his eyes, his eyelashes slowly fluttering with the movements. His nerves were awakened by Nan Qiao and resumed operation. Only then did he realize something belatedly. His body softened and he fell down directly.

Skin and flesh met, and there was a faint "plop" sound, and it hit Nan Qiao who was standing in front of him.

Tang Yisheng instinctively grabbed Nan Qiao's waist, which prevented him from falling down and having close contact with the ground.

The not-so-bright light shone warmly on the body, and the surrounding space seemed to have blurred, the boundaries were blurred, and the direction was unclear. The room was quiet, and the only sound was the messy breathing that Tang Yisheng couldn't control.

His restless heart was beating wildly in his chest.

Ambiguity is mixed in the air, fermenting and spreading.

There was suddenly an extra weight on his body, but Nan Qiao remained steady and did not move at all. He just raised his other hand and touched the top of his fluffy and soft hair, gently following it.

Tang Yisheng half-closed his eyes and buried his face in Nan Qiao's arms. His whole body was wrapped in her aura, covering him densely.

Neither of them moved.

Time passed by minute by second, and Nan Qiao spoke first, and his faint voice was amplified very clearly in the almost silent space: "Have you rested yet?"

This should be enough time for him to adjust.

Tang Yisheng raised his head, tilted his neck back, and once again laid his eyes on Nan Qiao's face. She stood under the lamp, the smile on her face disappeared without knowing when, and she just looked at him with a neutral expression.

Condescending.

The look of his embarrassment in her eyes neither made her feel happy nor sympathized with him. It was like looking at a passerby who passed by, and she was too lazy to give him any emotion.

"Nan Qiao..." Tang Yisheng was not used to Nan Qiao's appearance, so he spoke with a dry voice, hoarse and trembling, "Are you angry?"

Angry he ran away.

"how come?"

Nan Qiao remained calm, and the palm placed on Tang Yisheng's head slowly slid to the back of his head, switching from the palm to the fingertips, continuing to slide down along the shape of the skull, and finally fell to the back of the neck.

The slightly calloused fingertips rubbed the small piece of smooth skin there slowly and gently, as if playing with an interesting little toy.

Tang Yisheng trembled.

He opened his mouth and stared at Nan Qiao's cold brows. The words in his throat had slipped into his mouth, but in the end he still couldn't say a word.

It was quiet again.

The temperature in the room is 25 degrees, neither hot nor cold, just right for the human body, comfortable and ironing.

However, the people inside it don’t feel that way. Wrapped in this temperature, he even gradually became a little at a loss. His exposed skin was chilled by the central air conditioner, but the area wrapped in cloth was horribly hot.

Cold and heat are intertwined, colliding from time to time, sparks mixed with ice particles bursting out at the same time, and the body has been completely divided into two countries that cannot be integrated.

"Nan Qiao..." Tang Yisheng couldn't help but call her name. He pinched a small piece of fabric at the back of her waist with his fingers and rubbed it back and forth unconsciously.

"what happened?"

"Please pay attention to me." He grabbed Nan Qiao's clothes and looked at Nan Qiao with wet eyes.

Tang Yisheng realized for the first time that he didn't like silence.

Nan Qiao's tone remained unchanged, her voice was gentle and a little careless: "I'm taking care of you."

Didn't she respond to every word he said? Isn't this called ignoring him?

"You didn't!" Tang Yisheng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling fiercely, and he accused Nan Qiao without hesitation, "You didn't pay attention to me at all, you were just ignoring me."

There is no kiss, no hug, no comfort, just a few short words that are neither salty nor bland. Can it be called caring for him?

Even these few words, neither salty nor bland, were spoken by him on his own initiative.

Nan Qiao caught a glimpse of the glint in Tang Yisheng's eyes, and was really stunned for a moment. Then when he saw his accusing gaze, instead of rushing to comfort him, he tilted his head and smiled lowly.

She still laughs!

Tang Yisheng bit his lip hard, suddenly wanting to push her away, but unfortunately he was only a giant in thought, and in action he still held Nan Qiao's clothes tightly and refused to let go.

Probably because Tang Yisheng's gaze was too hot, Nan Qiao quickly stopped smiling. Before he could react, Nan Qiao suddenly made a move.

She stretched out her hand and quickly realized his inner thoughts on Tang Yisheng's behalf. She pulled his hand away gently but unyieldingly, and then stepped back.

Looking at his suddenly free palm, Tang Yisheng was in disbelief.

OK! She is awesome!

"No more fun!" Tang Yisheng growled in a low voice with a trembling voice. After saying that, as if he really didn't care about anything, he held his hands on the floor and got up.

"Huh?" Nan Qiao narrowed his eyes and finally hummed a shallow syllable, the warning meaning self-evident.

Tang Yisheng paused, and the process of weighing was quickly completed in his mind.

Finally, he bit his lip hard with his teeth a few times, and returned to the starting position after halfway through the movement.

He calmed down, his head hung obediently, his expression was hidden in the darkness, and he stopped moving.

Nan Qiao sighed softly, knelt down and raised his chin with his hand.

Tang Yisheng must have learned the lesson, he didn't struggle at all and let Nan Qiao hold up his head like a dog.

Tang Yisheng's face came into view again. Sure enough, Nan Qiao touched the corners of Tang Yisheng's eyes with his free hand, and they were all wet.

Maybe you don't need to touch it at all, just take a look, and you can't hide the sparkling halo at the end of your eyes.

"Then tell me, how should I treat you?" He smiled deeply and his eyes were smiling.

Nan Qiao returned to normal.

Tang Yisheng blinked, realizing this, his tense body instantly relaxed a little.

"I..." Tang Yisheng pursed his lips.

"How would I know if you didn't tell me?"

Tang Yisheng tilted his head and was silent for a while, then his cheeks suddenly turned red: "I want to kiss..."

Nan Qiao smiled and said encouragingly: "What else?"

Once I opened my mouth, the rest was easy to say. Moreover, Tang Yisheng was not an easily shy person: "I want you to hug me..."

"Is there anything else?"

Tang Yisheng turned his head and faced Nan Qiao without saying a word. He Wuyan took her hand and put it on his chest.

Through the beautifully shaped muscles, the heart hidden underneath seemed to be beating in her hand, sincerely and passionately.

it goes without saying.

Nan Qiao bent her eyebrows and kissed Tang Yisheng's soft lips: "Okay."

"Let's do it one by one."