Poor boy and Bai Fumei

After the two hugged each other for a long time, Lu Juan slightly loosened his grip on Lin Qiao's waist.

Lin Qiao held his face and looked at him, Lu Juan's eyes were still red, and there was still some moisture in his eyes, apart from the shock, anger and sadness, there was also the bewilderment and confusion after being abandoned.

Seeing Lu Juan's appearance, Lin Qiao's heart suddenly felt sour.Lu Ju'an is so good, why would someone not want him, why would she give up on him without hesitation!

Lin Qiao couldn't figure it out, he hugged Lu Juan again: "I will always be with you. She doesn't want you, I want you!"

Lu Juan gave a low "hmm".

Lin Qiao's heart became even more sour. He wanted to look for Lu Juan's eyes, but the next second his lips were caught.

Yu Weiwei loves soaking flowers in a water cup, and it also affects Lin Qiao over time.

There was a faint fragrance in Lin Qiao's mouth, and some sweetness could be tasted from the root of his tongue, but Lu Juan's kiss was very gentle and delicate.His tongue swept over Lin Qiao's gums, searching for the faint fragrance in his mouth inch by inch.

When this long kiss ended, Lin Qiao's eyes were also stained with moisture.His lips were bright red, and he stood there blankly, not recovering from the kiss just now.

Lu Juan reached out and touched his cheek: "Qiaoqiao."

Lin Qiao came back to his senses, and felt shy belatedly, Lu Juan wiped the water stains on Lin Qiao's lips with his fingertips and called him in a low voice: "Qiaoqiao."

I only have you.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Today he lost one and gained another, the one he lost abandoned him without hesitation, and the one he gained accepted him without hesitation.

Although Lu Juan knew that Lin Qiao liked him, but today he really felt how true and heavy this love is.

The moment he kissed Lin Qiao's lips, Lu Juan knew that he also liked Lin Qiao in his heart.

Although I have an unbearable family, I still want to touch, kiss, own, and bring home the Persian cat that has been sticking to him, and give him the best.

He likes Lin Qiao, just like Lin Qiao likes him.

The past is unbearable to look back on, only those who come can chase after.

Lin Qiao felt sweet and sad in his heart. He looked at the obvious finger marks on Lu Juan's cheek and the broken wound on the corner of his mouth, turned around and went to the room to get a small medicine box, and dipped a cotton swab with iodophor to disinfect Lu Juan.

Lin Qiao painted very seriously, his brows were tightly frowned, feeling the pain of Lu Juan's pain.

After applying the medicine, Lu Juan grabbed Lin Qiao's wrist who was packing the medicine box: "Your hand."

Lin Qiao spread out his palms.There were also fine wounds on the palm of his hand, which were scratched on the ground by Lu Juan when he pushed him out.

Lu Juan stared closely at Lin Qiao's palm, Lin Qiao wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lu Juan grabbed his wrist: "I...it's fine, this doesn't hurt at all."

"I……"

Before Lin Qiao finished speaking, Lu Juan lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the wound on the palm of his hand.

"I will not do it again."