The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Long Yi Qiu trotted to Su Xiang's side, looked at him shyly with rippling eyes.

She took the initiative to reach out and hug his waist, resting her head on his chest, and said coquettishly:

"Don't talk nonsense, I've already told you that Lu Jing is not my boyfriend. In my heart from beginning to end, there is only my husband Ye Chenyang.

Although he has been away from me for a long time, he will always be my only lover, and I will never do anything to let him down!"

Long Yi Qiu said this seriously, as if she was determined to remain faithful to her deceased husband until her death.

“…Hahaha! How come you are even more shameless than me?”

Su Xiang was left speechless by her words, and his laughter was filled with strong sarcasm.

"How am I shameless? Although I live with Lu Jing, he and I are good friends. He looks so much like my A-Yang.

That's why I chose to live under the same roof with him. I'm not just any woman! "

Long Yi Qiu explained seriously, fearing that Su Xiang would misunderstand her as a fickle woman.

Su Xiang hugged her slender waist, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said jokingly:

"Since you are so loyal, I'd better go. Otherwise, you will be embarrassed if something goes wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xiang wanted to withdraw his arm and leave.

Long Yiqiu hurriedly hugged him tightly, not letting him move, and said aggrievedly:

"Don't, don't go! It's so dark here, and I'm scared to be alone. What if some strange thing pops up in the middle of the night? Wouldn't I be scared to death?"

"Then are you still pretending to be a chaste heroine?" Su Xiang raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"I'm not pretending!" Long Yiqiu stared at Su Xiang with his eyes fixed, and emphasized solemnly:

"My heart, my body, my soul, everything I have, belongs only to Ye Chenyang. This is a fact that will never change!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... You are so shameless. I don't know who is holding me in bed and calling me husband..."

Su Xiang sighed and shook his head, then rubbed her big white rabbits. His movements were frivolous and his tone was playful, looking like a gangster.

"You bad guy!"

Long Yiqiu blushed and punched his chest, saying coquettishly, "Don't say such obscene things!"

"Yes, yes, yes! You are not vulgar, you are so noble! You are hanging with Lu Jing while sleeping with me, and you can still say that this life belongs to only him, Ye Chenyang.

I am embarrassed to say you... Hehe ~ But... I just like you, a cheap and stinky guy~"

Su Xiang looked at her with a smile, reached out and touched her hot cheek, with a strong sense of teasing in his eyes.

Hearing his words, Long Yi Qiu's cheeks became even redder. She pushed Su Xiang forward and said angrily.

"You're annoying! You're leaving now! And you're still saying stupid things that slander my reputation! Go away, go away now! I won't stop you!"

Su Xiang stopped, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear:

"No~ I haven't finished my work yet, how can I bear to leave~"

Long Yiqiu was upset: "Humph~ I'm not happy about it!"

"You have to be happy even if you don't want to!"

Su Xiang said this domineeringly, then he bent down, picked up Long Yi Qiu and carried him on his shoulder with one hand and walked forward.

"Hey!...Put me down! What are you doing, you bastard?!"

Long Yi Qiu struggled for several times, but was finally thrown into the thick grass by Su Xiang, who pressed on her. Their noses were touching, and the atmosphere was ambiguous.

Long Yi Qiu's lips trembled slightly due to shyness, his breathing was disordered, and a small, round pearly tooth bit the pink lips, tempting to pick them.

"Fuck you!" Su Xiang said, then lowered his head and kissed Long Yiqiu's rosy and wet lips, then took her hand.

The two of them interlocked their fingers, rubbing their skin together, triggering a blood-pumping madness, and their rationality gradually collapsed under the fusion of their tongues.

The breaths interweave into a passionate melody, and the air gradually disappears, bringing a dizzying feeling of suspension.

The moonlight shines quietly on it, but it cannot illuminate the rising heat and tenderness.

……

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, sporadically falling on the grass.

Long Yiqiu slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and what came into view was a familiar profile.

Su Xiang was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. His long, curled eyelashes cast two fan-shaped shadows in the sunlight.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch his face. It was so delicate and smooth, and felt so good that she couldn't let it go.

Su Xiang's eyelids twitched, as if he was about to wake up, and he mumbled in confusion:

"Well, Mingxi, stop making trouble..."

Upon hearing this, Long Yiqiu froze in place. After a moment, he said in a trembling voice: "Su, Su Xiang, what did you say?"

Su Xiang squinted his eyes lazily, looked around, met Long Yiqiu's puzzled eyes, and answered calmly:

"Nothing, I was just half asleep and mistook you for my lucky star."

Su Xiang acted as if nothing had happened. After saying this, he continued to rest his head on Long Yiqiu's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep again.

Long Yi Qiu stared at him blankly, wanting to say something, but his throat was choked with pain. In the end, he cried out loud, tears streaming down his face.

Su Xiang heard her sobbing and became inexplicably irritated. He sat up suddenly, glared at her, and angrily said:

"Why are you crying? Do you have any manners at all? Can't you see I'm still asleep?

Put on your clothes and get out of here right now, don't disturb my rest here!"

Su Xiang mercilessly ordered her to leave, and after yelling at her, he ignored her and turned over to lie down and take a nap.

Long Yi Qiu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pursed her lips, and turned to look at his cold back.

After hesitating for a long time, she still lay down beside him, hugged his waist from behind, and whispered:

"The ground is cold, you should sleep with your head on my arm."

"Hmph! You still have some conscience." Su Xiang snorted proudly and turned around.

I buried my head in her shoulder, rubbed it comfortably, and continued to sleep soundly.

Long Yi Qiu held Su Xiang in his arms, and an indescribable warmth and sweetness surged in his heart.

Even the sadness just now disappeared in an instant, and what remained was only a strong sense of happiness.

-

The morning breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, and the birds are chirping.

Inside a townhouse.

A man appeared at the top of the stairs, stepping gracefully down the steps, slowly and steadily.

He is tall and strong, wearing a white shirt, a blue vest and navy blue trousers, looking very elite.

Want to ask who he is?

That person is the well-known new business tycoon in City A, the vice president of Fenglin Group.

He is also the person who looks like Ye Chenyang as mentioned by Long Yiqiu—Lu Jing!

As usual, he went straight into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Long Yiqiu. The kitchen was filled with the aroma of food, which greatly increased his appetite.

"Dong dong dong..."

Lu Jing came to Long Yiqiu's bedroom door, knocked on it, and called softly:

"Yi Qiu, get up and eat."

There was no response from the room. Lu Jing frowned slightly and stood outside the door waiting for half a minute before turning the door lock and pushing the door open.

When he raised his eyes, the bed was empty and there was no sign of Long Yiqiu.

Lu Jing looked around and confirmed that there was no one in the room, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

At the same time, there were dragging footsteps outside the door. Long Yiqiu came back from his mischief...