shallow to deep GL

Ai Qian laughed.

Qin Zishuang covered the lipstick, threw it into the bag, stroked his eyelashes with his hands, and smiled, but you said that, I still enjoy it very much.

After hearing this, Ai Qian was secretly delighted, and her heart twitched a little.

Qin Zishuang added: At least in the world of children, I am also a beauty.

Ai Qian:

Qin Zishuang looked at Ai Qian's face and thought it was funny, stretched out his hand to rub her bangs, suddenly thought of something, and said: "Go to the cloakroom now and bring me a pair of shoes that you think would fit."

Ai Qian understood what she meant, she answered and walked out.

She came to the cloakroom for the first time and found it very interesting.The clothes here are divided into several pieces, one piece looks older, it must belong to the parents of the Qin family, the other piece of clothes is younger, but a bit old, it must belong to Qin Ziyi, and the rest of the big piece must be Qin Zishuang of.

She went up to take a look, and stopped on the shoe rack.

So many shoes.

She always thought that Qin Zishuang would have a cold style and would dress in dark colors, but everything here broke her mind.

There are so many things to see.It's not the usual Qin Zishuang at all, how many faces does she have?

Ai Qian raised her eyebrows, and began to choose carefully, looking at them row by row, imagining what Qin Zishuang was wearing today, and finally took out a pair of high heels.

Turning around, Qin Zishuang was standing at the door of the cloakroom, leaning slightly against the door, looking at her from the side, and then at the shoes in her hand.

rǔ white round-toed shoes with a pink bow on the body.

Qin Zishuang smiled, I bought this when I was just in college.

Ai Qian clicked, is her taste so old?

She immediately turned around and put the shoes back, stood and thought for a while, then suddenly stretched out a hand behind her shoulders, took off the top pair of white high-heeled shoes, and put them on the in front of her.

Don't you think this pair fits better? Qin Zishuang stood behind her, and when he spoke, his breath hit her neck in an unbiased manner, making it a little itchy.

Well, it seems so.Ai Qian replied stiffly.

Qin Zishuang put the shoes on the ground, put them on, and immediately stood a head taller than Ai Qian. Ai Qian was a little confused by the height difference.

Lian went to the door one after the other, Qin Zishuang opened the door, turned around and smiled, and patted her face: "Okay, I'm leaving, remember to eat."

Ai Qian watched her go out, but saw that she was not heading towards the garage, but towards an unfamiliar two-seater car. There was a man standing beside the car. Seeing her coming over, he looked her up and down and smiled. The man said After saying something, Qin Zishuang lowered his head and smiled, then the man opened the car door, put one hand on Qin Zishuang's waist and sent her into the car.

She waited until the car was far away before closing the door. The scene just now was really eye-catching. She bit her lip and walked towards the kitchen.

Chapter 12 Dress Up

Curved crescent leaves hang intertwined, the sky is full of stars, occasionally the wind blows, shaking the shadows left and right, the goose-yellow street lamps are cast from a high place, casting a vague light, and occasionally three or two people pass by, There were a few laughing sounds.

Ai Qian propped her head on the table, leaning lazily, holding a carbon pen in the other hand, tapping the tip of the pen down on the table without rhythm.

She looked into the distance and seemed to be thinking about something, but suddenly she sat upright, then stretched her waist, and glanced at the clock on the wall beside her.

It's twelve o'clock.

She wilted again, put the pen on top of her upper lip, raised her lip, and sniffed hard, the pen rested there firmly.

Why hasn't Qin Zishuang come back yet?

Bored, she put down the pen again and threw it into the pen holder.

Then her eyes lit up, and she could see a car driving outside the guardrail of the community in the distance, but it was not the one that took her there tonight.

The car stopped steadily at the door, the driver's door opened first, a man came out in a hurry, and walked towards the co-pilot's seat, but before he could get there, the door was also opened, Qin Zishuang walked out.

In addition to her own clothes, she also wore a coat.

She took off her coat and nodded to the other party. The other party seemed to come forward to help her, but she pushed her back together with the coat.

Qin Zishuang said something, waved to him and walked towards the gate.

Ai Qian stood up suddenly, walked over in her slippers, opened the door of the room, then ran back, opened the book in front of her, put a pen in her hand again, and looked down at the book.

Sure enough, only 2 minutes later, there was a sound at the door. She heard high heels stepping a few times, then disappeared, and the door was closed.

There were no male voices.

Ai Qian pursed her lips and lowered her head a little.

Shallow.

There was a sudden call from outside, and Ai Qian paused after hearing it. The voice sounded very soft, soft, and a little erratic.

Qin Zishuang called her by her nickname.

She hurriedly put down the pen, moved the stool and turned around to go out, only to see that Qin Zishuang had walked in and was sitting lazily on the sofa, his long hair covering his face a bit, and since Ai Qian came out, his eyes had been falling on on him.

She leaned slightly, looked at Ai Qian who was standing in pajamas in front of her, smiled, tilted her head coquettishly, and whispered: "I'm not asleep yet."