shallow to deep GL

Ai Qian sighed: Actually, I think I'm fine now, at least I have a family, heh.She laughed: Maybe not, but at least I survived.

Qin Zishuang gave her a compliment and pulled her closer.

Are you sad? Qin Zishuang asked.

Ai Qian shook her head, it's been too long, it's a bit hypocritical to say I'm sad, and it's too ungrateful to say I'm not sad, I don't know what I'm thinking now.She sniffed: I just had a dream, and then my aunt came.

The last sentence was a bit mischievous. Qin Zishuang felt relieved after hearing her words, patted the back of her head and said in a low voice: It's okay.

fine?

Ai Qian asked suspiciously: "En?"

Qin Zishuang smiled: You also know that I don't know how to comfort others. Since you are not sad, I don't have to worry about it.

Ai Qian smiled softly, really not consoling.

After she finished speaking, she felt her lower abdomen being pressed gently.

She looked up at her and laughed again.

Ai Qian was suddenly curious, Sister Zishuang, have you ever slept with someone else? She thought about it: Mom and Dad, or Aunt Ziyi?

Qin Zishuang shook his head, I always sleep by myself, and there is someone uncomfortable next to me.

Ai Qian said oh, so you won't be able to sleep at night?

Qin Zishuang patted her head, not so exaggerated.

Ai Qian stuck out her tongue and smiled, leaned closer and asked: Then am I the one you slept with for the first time?

Qin Zishuang snorted, and hearing her happy tone, he laughed a little and asked: Is this something worth being happy about?

Ai Qian hehe twice: a little bit.She added: I didn't know you very well before, and I always thought you were cold and indifferent. I didn't expect to climb into your bed today.

Ai Qian was embarrassed after she finished speaking, what does it mean to climb into your bed.

Sure enough, Qin Zishuang was also helpless, and patted her on the head: children, don't talk nonsense.

Ai Qian stuck out her tongue: Got it.

Then they chatted one after another, from the little things in life to the philosophy of life, and the two whispering people in the quiet room felt a different kind of comfort.

Over time, I don't know when I was sleepy or when I fell asleep.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning came in through the cracks in the curtains, Ai Qian's biological clock rang. She squinted her eyes and slowly opened them, looking at everything unfamiliar around her.

Cabinets, clocks, hanging pictures, balconies, curtains, ceilings, and bedsheets are not the usual ones at all.

It took her half a minute to realize that she was in Qin Zishuang's room last night.

She opened her eyes a little, and wanted to move her body, but she only moved a little, and suddenly stopped.

She didn't feel that her sleeping posture was bad. She was usually honest when she was alone, but why now.

One of her legs was on her lap, one hand was on her waist, and her head was resting on her arm, lying in her arms in a cuddly manner.

Ai Qian looked up and immediately saw Qin Zishuang's sleeping face.

She swallowed.

Qin Zi's lips were slightly opened, exuding a charming scent. His slightly curly hair covered most of his face, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were long to cover them. Because no false eyelashes were applied, they looked completely natural and hung curlyly. Thin and soft and long.

She is also a beauty without makeup.

Ai Qian couldn't help but praise in her heart.

And her lips.

Ai Qian pondered carefully, there were not many lines on it, it could even be described as smooth, the lips were small, and the natural color was reddish.

When she was bored, she read the analysis of lip shape, and said that she could tell a person's character based on her lips, but how could such a fickle person as Qin Zishuang have such full lips.

Or maybe it's because of her weak heart.

Ai Qian looked a little dazed.

In a daze, a strange emotion spread throughout her body, and the beauty of the morning made her feel impulsive.

She wants to kiss her.

Chapter 21

As the college entrance examination approached, the overall atmosphere in the school became tense. Whether it was the speech under the national flag on Monday morning or the regular meeting on Friday afternoon, the principal would more or less mention the study of the third year of high school.

As if the whole school separated the third year, they became the key protection objects.

Ai Qian sat by the window of the classroom, a little absent-minded, with one hand in the pocket of her school uniform, and a pen in the other, pretending to be taking notes.

The phone in her pocket vibrated suddenly, she pursed her lips and smiled unconsciously, immediately lowered her head, took the phone out of her pocket, and put it in the middle of the drawer.

It was Qin Zishuang who replied to her messages. She has been on frequent business trips recently and hasn't been seen for several days, but she also often contacts Ai Qian to chat about things.

Qin Zishuang: Waiting for you at the school gate after school.

Ai Qian raised her eyebrows, clicked to reply to the message, and edited a sentence: Are you back?

Before she could send it, Pan Yanxi who was beside her suddenly nudged her with an elbow, she raised her head, and suddenly reached under the table with a hand, and accurately took out her mobile phone.

Ai Qian saw that her hands were empty, and then raised her eyes to see Teacher Zhao, who was full of anger, swallowing her saliva.

Go up and solve the problem on the blackboard!