Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

Wei Qiu ran downstairs and saw Cheng Lan standing downstairs smiling at him.

Cheng Lan was born gentle and gentle. She always looked very clean in a white shirt, cardigan, jeans and canvas shoes. Although she did everything from swearing and fighting, she always looked bookish when she was quiet.

Wei Qiu thinks he looks very good-looking when he smiles, the most beautiful in the world.

"Teacher!" Wei Qiu immediately ran over shamelessly to hug him, "Hug!"

Cheng Lan, who always slapped him soberly, hugged him uncharacteristically.

Wei Qiu was dumbfounded, and asked in confusion, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Lan raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong? Don't you want to hug me?"

Wei Qiu immediately stretched out his hand again: "Happiness came too suddenly, let me confirm it again!"

Cheng Lan smiled and hugged Wei Qiu again.

That was the first time Wei Qiu was actively hugged by Cheng Lan.

"Here, bring it to Xiao Ning for me." Cheng Lan handed a gift bag to Wei Qiu, "Xiao Ning will be waiting for us in the park at seven o'clock tomorrow night."

Wei Qiu looked at the gift bag in his hand, still immersed in that overactive hug.

"Teacher, you are so strange..." Wei Qiu frowned, "You were not like this before."

Cheng Lan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's probably because the mark has been removed, so I'm in a better mood!"

Wei Qiu tightened his fingers and asked, "Teacher, your mark——"

"I want to go to the playground." Cheng Lan interrupted Wei Qiu and turned her head, "Will you accompany me?"

Wei Qiu stammered a little: "Teacher, you should just remove the mark, it won't be special..."

Cheng Lan's haggard and sickly face couldn't be concealed, her lips were a little pale, but she still smiled: "So go choose a dress with me first."

So Wei Qiu stood at the door of the women's clothing store with a blank face.

Wei Qiu: "... who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?"

When Cheng Lan came out of the fitting room, she did not change her white shirt. The hem of the shirt was tucked into the light brown plaid pleated skirt, black stockings to the knees, and brown Martin boots.

Cheng Lan wore a wig with long hair hanging down, like a beautiful high school student.

Wei Qiu: "! Teacher?!"

Holding the lipstick, Cheng Lan raised her eyes to look at him, and smiled: "Why, it doesn't look good?"

Cheng Lan put on neat makeup to cover up her haggard face, and then put on light lipstick on herself.

Matchstick Men

Every move is full of amorous feelings.

After Cheng Lan put on her makeup, she walked around in front of Wei Qiu and asked, "How is Welfare? Does it look good?"

Wei Qiu blushed for the first time, covered his mouth and was speechless.

Cheng Lan smiled and grabbed Wei Qiu's tie, pulled Wei Qiu in front of her, and put her lips close to Wei Qiu's lips. When Wei Qiu wanted to kiss him, Cheng Lan avoided his lips and moved close to his ear , All the breath sprayed onto his skin.

"Why, you're so dishonest at ordinary times." Cheng Lan chuckled, "When dreams come true, why don't you have the guts?"

With Wen Ruan in front, Wei Qiu grabbed Cheng Lan's waist, led Cheng Lan into the fitting room, turned around and locked Cheng Lan on the door of the fitting room.

Cheng Lan's legs were separated by his legs, both hands were on his shoulders, Wei Qiu was holding the door, and his lips were close to his.

Wei Qiu's pheromone smells like chocolate, while Cheng Lan's pheromone smells like vanilla.

At this time, Cheng Lan's weak pheromone was wrapped by Wei Qiu's pheromone, soothing her gently.

Cheng Lan didn't feel the attack and encroachment of the pheromone, and was stunned for a while.

He stared blankly at Wei Qiu, Wei Qiu was breathing heavily, but still placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Teacher is very weak." Wei Qiu said softly, "It's too inhumane to take advantage of others at this time. I don't want to bully the teacher."

Wei Qiu took out an exquisite clavicle chain from his pocket, carefully put it around Cheng Lan's neck, and said with a smile, "I've wanted to give this to you, teacher."

With trembling fingers, Cheng Lan touched the drop-shaped pendant on the collarbone chain, lowered her head and wet her eyes.

"How do you know I like water droplets?" Cheng Lan's voice trembled strongly.

Wei Qiu made a silent gesture and smiled: "Secret."

That rain, that person, that evening.

It's the secret he keeps deep in his heart.

Cheng Lan dragged Wei Qiu to the playground, just like a real couple.

Before riding the roller coaster, Cheng Lan stiffened her neck and pretended to be A, but she vomited all over the place when she got off; when she entered the haunted house, Cheng Lan still pretended to be A stiffly, but she was so scared that she lost her voice in Wei Qiu’s arms the whole time, and she even played a job at an amusement park pretending to be a ghost When seeing the merry-go-round, Cheng Lan was ashamed of being childish, so he happily ate marshmallows on the pumpkin cart.

"Hold me!" Cheng Lan sat on the ground shamelessly, stretching out her arms to act coquettishly towards a big green dinosaur, "You hug me and I'll get up."

The big dinosaur hugged him helplessly, and then Cheng Lan excitedly returned to Wei Qiu with the balloon.

"Teacher, you haven't been to the playground, have you?" Wei Qiu held the ice cream, looked dotingly at Cheng Lan who ran over to hug the big dinosaur doll, and sighed helplessly.

"No! It's the first time with you. Are you happy? Are you honored?" Cheng Lan sat on the swing, looked up at Wei Qiu, and smiled brightly.

Wei Qiu took a scoop of ice cream and brought it to Cheng Lan's mouth. Cheng Lan opened her mouth obediently and ate the ice cream along with his hand.

Lips and tongue stained with dark chocolate ice cream, accompanied by bright red lips, indescribably charming.

Wei Qiu's Adam's apple twitched, and his mouth became dry.

"I didn't expect the teacher to be like this..." Wei Qiu murmured, blushing, "It's so, so tempting."

Cheng Lan tugged at Wei Qiu's sleeve, raised her head and opened her mouth slightly: "Ah—more."

Wei Qiu shook his hand, and the ice cream in his hand fell to the ground.

Cheng Lan showed a sly smile, and walked towards the exit with a smile: "Let's go, innocent boy."

Wei Qiu followed quickly and took Cheng Lan's hand.

There was a scalding temperature in the palm, Cheng Lan looked up, and saw Wei Qiu covering his face with the other hand, turned his head away and dared not look at him, his neck was completely red.

Cheng Lan looked at him quietly, with a bit of bitterness and helplessness in her eyes, and finally smiled sadly.

what is love?

What is loving me?

"Do you love me?"

"Do you love this face, this body, this smell, or me?"

Cheng Lan hooked Wei Qiu's neck, and looked into Wei Qiu's eyes with pitch-black eyes.

"Do you love me? Do you like me as I am now?"

Wei Qiu put his arms around Cheng Lan's waist carefully, and said seriously: "I like it. I like everything."

Cheng Lan stared at him for a long time, then smiled: "I am much older than you, and I have been marked, and have been marked for many years, even you never know that I have such a side, you say you love me? "

Wei Qiu suddenly felt that he couldn't catch Cheng Lan.

Cheng Lan is really like his name, like the mist in the mountains, whenever he wants to gather it, he can only reap nothing.

Wei Qiu tightened his arms and hugged Cheng Lan into his arms: "You are Cheng Lan, because you are Cheng Lan, so you like everything, especially like it."

Loved it for many, many years.

It's just that you never saw me.

Cheng Lan suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned forward to kiss Wei Qiu's lips.

Wei Qiu dodged.

Cheng Lan didn't expect him to dodge, and smiled mockingly: "Wei Qiu, do you still want to set up an archway after becoming a sign? You don't want it? That's not what you told me below."

Wei Qiu raised his hand to caress his eyebrows and said softly, "I want it."

"But if I don't want Teacher, you will commit yourself to me for Song Yanning." Wei Qiu said word by word, "I don't want to use you, I want your willingness."

Cheng Lan suddenly shed two lines of tears.

Cheng Lan lowered her head and took off her clothes, and smiled: "I am willing."

After Wei Qiu endured it for so long, he couldn't help it long ago, and lost his mind and pushed him down on the bed.

Skin cut, lips and teeth met, sweat and tears mixed together, and the moment the final turbulence came, Cheng Lan hugged him tightly.

"Wei Qiu, don't love me." Cheng Lan kept crying, "Don't fall in love with someone who doesn't look at you."

But his voice was drowned in sobs, Wei Qiu couldn't hear it clearly.

Don't fall in love with someone who doesn't look at you.

There is no place for you in his eyes.

How do you show up?

When Lu Yunyan opened his eyes, Song Yanning was already awake.

The slender and fair boy sat on the edge of the bed, slowly buttoning up his buttons, his back was silent with an unspeakable beauty.

Lu Yunyan hugged him from behind, buried his face into the back of his neck, and lazily said, "Good morning, Xiao Zhi."

Song Yanjing sat quietly by the bed, the skin outside the pajamas had scorching hickey marks, and the chains were wrapped around her wrists and ankles again.

Song Yanning lowered her head, her black hair hung down to cover her eyes, Lu Yunyan couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Lie with me for a while longer." Lu Yunyan hugged Song Yanning back to the bed, trapped in his arms without resistance, "I've been busy for so long, and I still have to find time to think about you, I'm so tired."

Song Yanning's body trembled uncontrollably, he grabbed the clothes around his heart.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yunyan sensed something was wrong with him, and stood up in a panic, "I didn't hurt you last night, did I?"

Song Yanning only felt more and more uncomfortable.

Lu Yunyan was very gentle last night, completely different from the first time's roughness.

The first time Song Yanning felt tenderness could also make people feel happy and comfortable. For a moment, he thought that Lu Yunyan really loved him.

Maybe Lu Yunyan was just angry that he was marked by a stranger, so he punished him so severely.

In Lu Yunyan's heart, he must be there.

But after he dealt with it gently, it was "Song Yanzhi" who called softly.

It's Song Yanzhi.

All the tenderness was given to Song Yanzhi.

He is nothing, with 11 years of companionship, he will give the young master whatever he wants, but he is nothing.

"No, young master." Song Yanning looked in Lu Yunyan's direction and smiled.

Lu Yunyan froze in place.

"Young master didn't hurt me." Song Yanning blinked, tears slid down her skin and into her hair, "Why is young master willing to hurt me?"

It hurts so much.

It's like my heart is going to break.

He is a mortal, how can he bear this?

"After all, it is in the eyes of the young master." Song Yanning put his arm around Lu Yunyan's neck and kissed Lu Yunyan's lips, "I am Song Yanzhi."

Lu Yunyan dodged Song Yanning's kiss, eyes dodged, pushed Song Yanning away, got up and got out of bed.

Song Yanjing lay back on the bed quietly, motionless, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open, as if she had lost her soul.

Lu Yunyan almost fled out of the door. When he was at the door, he looked back at Song Yanning.

Song Yanning sat up at some point, the chains on his hands and feet were very glaring on his pale skin, and the pajamas were draped over his body, Lu Yunyan could even see the rise and fall of his shoulder blades.

He bowed his head, his black hair hanging down over his face.

Lu Yunyan felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart, he quickly walked out the door without daring to turn his head back.

The next day, Song Yanning received Cheng Lan's gift box.

There is only medicine in it, nothing else.

Wei Qiu waited overnight in the park.

It rained heavily all night, and Wei Qiu waited desperately all night, but Cheng Lan never came.

In the morning, Taohua was knocked down to the ground in embarrassment.

Wei Qiu waited for a call from Wei Yingran.

"Xiaoqiu, you are obedient, you come back first." Wei Yingran seemed to have made up his mind.

"Cheng Lan is dead."