Running a horse over the head of an ex [Rebirth]

Zhuo Zhiwei didn't answer, but just lowered his head in embarrassment, expecting something in his heart.

The first night's shared bed.

Can't help but think about it, will it?

In the dark and ambiguous night.

Will she really bully the person in front of her?Or... being bullied by her.

Zhuo Zhiwei's heart beat violently a few times, and the earlobe that had just been sucked was congested and red.

Her pupils dilated slightly, as if a little surprised at her shamelessness.

Zhuo Zhiwei closed her eyes suddenly, shattering the thoughts that made her legs unbearably weak, her usually cold voice had a bit of sweetness, and it sounded a bit twitchy.

"Everyone is watching."

He Qingxi's low laughter gently rippled in her ears.

"What's the matter?"

"Do you care?" He Qingqi raised his eyebrows, his voice deliberately lowered was more ambiguous than Ye: "Who just said that he was going to bully me?"

"Huh? How did it become a soft-legged shrimp?"

Only at times like this, He Qingxi will show her toughness and unyieldingness as a Leo, no longer the soft and cute little girl who acts like a spoiled child, the faint scar on the brow bone is full of aggressiveness , She was speechless as she asked one sentence after another.

There is burning desire in the eyes and brows.

Like a fire primer, a fire was ignited in her heart, and it burned down to her throat and burned to her limbs.

But no matter what kind of her she was, Zhuo Zhiwei was overjoyed, his legs became weaker and weaker, and he fell into her warm embrace.

But... a little longer, something really went wrong.

Zhuo Zhi struggled slightly: "Let go of me."

The tone was very slow, shallow and low, with a kind of immature embarrassment, as if she was acting like a baby.

He Qingxi couldn't stand it anymore when he heard this voice, his heart trembled, his eyes gradually darkened, but reason still prevailed.

She let go of her hand as if nothing had happened, Zhuo Zhi lowered her head slightly and turned around, He Qingxi also lowered her eyes to look at her, gently brushed her moist and shiny lips with her thumb, and rubbed her fingers.

Jumping with the frivolity of a disciple.

Zhuo Zhiwei caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye inadvertently, his face became even redder, his eyelashes curled up and he slapped, and he couldn't help but move the hair that was snug behind his ears to the front, like stealing a bell from his ears.

Throat trembled, a little flustered, walking towards the crowd, and accidentally bumped Chai Xu's shoulder on the way.

Chai Xu pursed his mouth, feeling a little bit pained, and walked up to He Qingxi's side in aggrieved manner, rubbing his shoulders.

"Qiqi."

He Qingxi stood in place and looked at the back of the other party, lost in thought, but he didn't notice Chai Xu who walked to her side at some time.

"Qiqi!"

He Qingxi trembled suddenly, his eyes were not friendly: "Why are you so loud, am I deaf?"

Chai Xu looked at her intently for a while, then said quietly, "Aren't you deaf?"

"Not only are you deaf, but you're also blind. I'm a living person standing here, and you didn't realize it at all."

Chai Xusha looked puzzled at the direction she was looking at just now, and scratched her head: "What's there to see? It's dark, and I saw Zhuo Zhiwei's white shirt fluttering, how scary."

He Qingxi glanced at him and sneered: "Single dogs don't talk."

"You." Chai Xu took a deep breath, and decided not to argue with her, after all, he couldn't beat her.

Suddenly thought of something, a smirk appeared in his eyes: "Then... Sister Qi who is not single, did you tell Zhuo Zhiwei about that?"

He Qingxi was silent: "...No."

"do not know what to say."

The mood dropped significantly.

"Hmm..." Chai Xu originally just wanted to get back on the scene, but he inadvertently touched He Qingxi's mind.

He touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "Then what, Qiqi, you should tell her earlier, I don't think she is the kind of unreasonable person."

"You're nineteen... oh no, twenty, it's normal to have some emotional experience."

He Qingxi didn't make a sound, just shook his head with a wry smile, it's not as simple as he said.

There are still ten years of entanglement between her and Fang Xuanyao. Even if all the love and hate are disturbed beyond recognition by the torrent of time, those ten years still exist.

Feeling a little heavy, maybe it was the night that made her soft, He Qingqi suddenly thought of the woman who once played the leading role in her emotional world.

Head over.

"How is she?"

"Who?"

"Fang Xuanyao."

As soon as the words were spoken, He Qingxi shook his head again, his eyes gradually became cold, and he said in a low voice: "Forget it, it's none of my business."

Fang Xuanyao was willing to donate all her belongings and go to a place where the gunfire was raging as a volunteer. That was her own business, and even if she died, it was her fate.

Evoking a very commercial smile, he stepped forward with long legs.

She is still the main character tonight, and everyone kindly gave her a birthday surprise, so they can't spoil the atmosphere.

In fact, after a few glasses of wine, Zhuo Zhiwei smiled at her a few times, and He Qingqi was so fascinated again that he forgot all about the inexplicable sadness just now.

Perhaps most people in this world would be obsessed with a fruitless first love, but that doesn't include He Qingxi.

She is only obsessed with the person in front of her.

After eating the cake and receiving the presents, He Qingxi returned to the room with Zhuo Zhiwei in his arms.

The only dissatisfaction is...

He Qingqi took advantage of Zhuo Zhiwei's shower, and took out the presents to have a look, why... there is no Zhuo Zhiwei's?

Is... have you forgotten?Just like myself.

Even though her rationality told her that they were too busy and it was normal for them to get dizzy, she still couldn't help feeling depressed emotionally.

It was her first birthday since they were together.

Forget it, I'm not a child, so I care about so much.

cheer up again.

Counting the days, Zhuo Zhiwei's birthday is only one month away, and she must prepare a surprise for her by then, how about the house in London?

Didn't Wei Wei still wonder when she found out that she likes her?

He Qingxi took a deep breath, his eyebrows twitched with joy, and he bowed wildly to take off the pullover T-shirt.

Coincidentally, the bathroom door opened slightly.

Zhuo Zhiwei's face was still stained with water, and he kept wiping his hair with a bath towel. When he saw He Qingxi, who was only wearing a piece of underwear, his face turned red, and his mouth opened slightly.

He Qingxi also opened his eyes wide in shock, and surrounded the surroundings in a panic. With shaking arms, he quickly picked up the T-shirt he had just taken off, and put it in front of his chest.

"slight."

Her shiny shoulders were still exposed to the air, and her milky white skin was eye-catching.

Zhuo Zhiwei blinked dully, his face was hot.

She suppressed the desire in her heart, and said as if nothing had happened: "I, I've finished washing, you, you can go in."

It was just a pause in her voice, a slowing down, revealing her nervousness.

He Qingxi flustered and shook his eyelashes, his eyes had nowhere to rest: "Okay, then I'll go in first."

With his head down and his pajamas in his arms, he went into the bathroom.

The temperature was just right, He Qingxi raised her head slightly, and let the water drip over every inch of her skin.

Isn't it just... a glance at the half-naked body?And it's not that she didn't wear clothes, Wei Wei is still her girlfriend, what's the matter!

Besides, I have done more extraordinary things in my previous life.

Recalling that night again, He Qingxi couldn't help but licked his lips, and his mind was gradually occupied by the sound of "He Qingqi".

She couldn't help but think, even if it was an illusion, she would let her Wei Wei, in her arms, call her name again and again in this life.

After drying himself off, he took a deep breath and went out.

Zhuo Zhiwei was already lying down, He Qingxi glanced at the distance between the two single beds calmly, and frowned slightly.

She wants to... hug her to sleep.

Think of it as a birthday present.

He Qingxi thought grandly.

Walked to the bed in two or three steps, and moved the bedside table in the middle, Zhuo Zhiwei didn't make a sound, just put on his slippers, and pushed his own bed over there.

At the moment when the two beds were closed, the two looked at each other and smiled, their cheeks were more or less stained with a little blush.

I don't know if it's because of embarrassment, or because I drank too much wine.

Zhuo Zhi bit his lip slightly: "Qiqi, I'm thirsty."

He Qingxi didn't react for a while: "Hmm, eh?"

The water dispenser is not far away, so I have some doubts.

Be dazed like a goose.

"I'm thirsty."

Zhuo Zhiwei pinched his fingertips and repeated again, his tone was cool and steady, but his throat seemed to be tight and his voice was a little trembling.

"Oh." He Qingxi walked obediently to the water dispenser, bent down to take out a disposable paper cup, and was about to receive the water when he found a shadow behind him.

Blessed to the soul, she suddenly understood.

Unconsciously, he raised his eyebrows, put the paper cup back, and raised his body.

Zhuo Zhiwei stood in front of her in his pajamas, biting his lips as if he was nervous, and his eyes were blurred.

She leaned slightly, hooked He Qingxi's neck, raised her toes slightly, and her red lips were printed on it.

He Qingxi pinched her waist subconsciously. The man had just finished brushing his teeth, and his soft mint-flavored lips were gently pressed against hers, making her greedy and wanting more.

Although she and Fang Xuanyao had been married for ten years, they kissed only a handful of times, and this blood-pumping feeling was the first time she could remember.

Fang Xuanyao didn't like kissing her, she was disgusted, she hated the intertwining of lips and teeth, the exchange of saliva, He Qingqi was just panting heavily, a little at a loss, worried about giving Zhuo Zhiwei a bad experience.

Zhuo Zhiwei could clearly feel the excitement and bewilderment of that person, the arms around her waist were trembling.

He couldn't help but slightly bent his lower lip, and the bottom of his heart surged up in vain, probably an emotion called self-satisfaction.

The scent of mint was very strong and too alluring. He Qingxi only hesitated for a moment, but still succumbed to his desire. He poked out his soft tongue timidly and touched her lips tentatively.

The man's lips parted slightly, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time.

Upon discovering this, He Qingxi cheered up and quickly secreted a large amount of dopamine and adrenaline, as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

The soft tongue was entangled endlessly, and he would not let go of it, sucking and rubbing.

Zhuo Zhiwei was brought into the passion/desire, and couldn't stop responding.

Gradually his body softened, from the one who initiated the attack to the passive bearer, paralyzed in He Qingxi's arms and unable to extricate himself.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

He Qingqi opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the girl in his arms, his hand had already got into her clothes at some point, and he kept rubbing it against his waist.

Zhuo Zhi sighed slightly, looked at He Qingxi with his wet eyes, and pressed her hand through the clothes.

"You can't be here." She shook her head, her eyes were a little flustered, and there was pleading in her desire.

He Qingqi's breathing became short of breath, and her hot heart gradually cooled down. She nodded her head twice indiscriminately, glanced wildly, and pulled her hand out, still wrapping it around her waist.

Zhuo Zhiwei leaned against her arms to pant, suddenly raised his head, grabbed her chin, and bit her lightly twice, not willing to use force, but felt itchy and hot in the heart.

"Happy birthday." She exhaled like blue.

"Are you satisfied with the birthday present?"

He Qingxi's heartbeat was about to jump out of his chest, he bit his lip, caught the man's earlobe and spat it out.

The low hoarse voice is full of unresolved desire: "Very satisfied."

"But if the birthday gift is more thorough, it will be more satisfying."

"Then take off your clothes." Zhuo Zhiwei joked with her.

He Qingxi stared, but did not let go of her waist: "Aren't you my gift?"

"Yes, my hand."

Zhuo Zhiwei slightly raised his eyebrows, and showed her his slender and soft hands, bolder than ever before.

He Qingqi bit his lip and laughed: "It's not impossible."

His eyes were full of hints.

But no matter which one of them, they all know that this is not the place to continue.

The sound insulation effect of the small hotel that has been standing for many years is not good. If something is really done, the guests upstairs may be able to hear it.

He Qingxi rubbed her face with his chin, then closed his eyes to calm his heartbeat.

"So..." Zhuo Zhiwei spoke softly, raised his body and looked at her intently: "What are you hiding from me?"