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

Zhuo Zhiwei sat on her bed, her face darkened a bit, she didn't know how much strength she had used just now, to restrain the urge to kick this person away.

But she just forgave that man and let her take the initiative to kiss him, but she couldn't keep her face, and...it seemed like she couldn't wait.

Zhuo Zhi pouted his lips slightly, a little annoyed.

Fortunately, this person's service is quite considerate.

He Qingxi half-kneeled behind her, the step of wiping her hair had passed, she was holding a hair dryer, and her fingers were gently running through Zhuo Zhiwei's hair.

The eyes are soft, like a clear mountain stream that can see the bottom at a glance.

Not long after, the hair was dried, He Qingxi unplugged it, picked up the comb, and combed it bit by bit for that person.

The fuchsia hair is still warmed by the hair dryer, wrapping around the fingertips, a little hot.

He Qingxi's heart was also burning hot, the corners of his lips raised, he took a deep breath secretly, feeling the familiar fragrance.

They didn't speak to each other, they just sat quietly in the quiet night, suddenly spreading an endless sense of warmth.

"slight……"

He Qingqi suddenly hugged Zhuo Zhiwei from behind, put his forehead on her shoulder, closed his eyes and rubbed against her lightly, feeling ready to express his attachment.

Zhuo Zhiwei was a little nervous, his breathing gradually slowed down, and the suppressed breathing brought a particularly powerful heartbeat.

She lowered her head slightly, bit her lips, and the cool moonlight envelops her figure, making her already calm face even more dusty.

"what happened?"

She spoke slowly.

He Qingxi didn't answer, just hugged her, Zhuo Zhiwei always pampered her, his smile disappeared in a flash, and he kept this posture until his back became sore.

After an unknown amount of time, He Qingxi suddenly sighed:

"I really, really like you."

The tone of the first sentence was still light and light, but the tone of the second sentence suddenly became harsh: "How can you be so good?"

He Qingqi raised his head, spread his legs apart, moved on the bed, found the right angle, his legs were tightly hooked around Zhuo Zhiwei's waist, hanging on her body like a big dog.

The two of them were close together, He Qingxi put his arms around her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, with a vague tone: "Your waist is so thin."

Breathing kept hitting her ears, Zhuo Zhiwei's heart trembled unavoidably, and the deer bumped wildly.

His fingers tightened suddenly, his gaze wandered, and he inadvertently landed on the two long and thin legs coiled around her waist. The legs were beautifully shaped, and the fingers were round, exuding a youthful feeling of a young girl ...

Zhuo Zhiwei blinked twice indiscriminately, his throat tightened, and his heartbeat kept beating like thunder.

The man continued to say: "It's so thin, why is it so soft when hugged?"

The heartbeat became more and more chaotic, Zhuo Zhiwei's ears turned red, and most of his body became limp.

Fearing that that person would discover his emotion, he lowered his head and whispered, "Let me go."

The voice was obedient and soft, and he struggled twice.

"So hot."

He Qingqi was so cute that she was so cute. Her online girlfriend fan turned into a mom fan, with little stars in her eyes, and kissed her hard on the ear: "Wei Wei, why are you so cute!"

The thunderous voice startled Zhuo Zhiwei, she trembled all over, opened her eyes wide, covered her ears, and belatedly remembered that she had been kissed and said...cute.

She pursed her lips shyly, her heart jumped with joy, but the strength of her struggle became stronger.

He Qingxi let go of her obediently, successfully took advantage of her, and couldn't help licking his lips with satisfaction.

Why even the ears are sweet, blink your eyes twice.

Zhuo Zhi pouted his lips slightly, turned his head and cast a glance at her, got into his thin blanket, turned his back to her and said nothing.

He Qingqi didn't think it was too crowded, so he didn't even take a shower after turning off the lights, so he got in cheekily and hugged her from behind.

Zhuo Zhi curled his lips slightly, held the hand on her waist, and gently closed his eyes.

The silent night seems to be especially suitable for expressing one's heart.

He Qingxi called her again: "Wei Wei."

"You don't blame me anymore, do you?"

Although it would seem unnecessary at this time, she still planned to speak up, the problem couldn't just be passed in such a muddle, she wanted to hear what Zhuo Zhiwei thought.

She felt Zhuo Zhiwei tremble suddenly, and she didn't speak for a long time, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, her heart beating.

Zhuo Zhiwei opened his eyes in the dark, after so long he has adapted to the black and can see his surroundings clearly.

Her eyes fell on the water dispenser where she and He Qingxi kissed a few days ago. She said that she was thirsty, so she tricked He Qingxi over there, and wanted to give her a water dispenser like she confessed her love back then.

And beside the pillow... this watch that symbolizes a girl's mind.

Could it be... Fang Xuanyao wore this watch in her previous life?Could it be... All the warmth that He Qingxi gave her was also given to Fang Xuanyao?

And the phrase I like you, how many times did she tell Fang Xuanyao?

The past flashed before my eyes one by one like a revolving lantern. In the past, when I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel sweet in my heart, but now it is densely sour.

She's going crazy with jealousy.

Even if this person is now hers.

With cool eyes, Zhuo Zhiwei stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and gently stroked the dial.

The corners of her lips curled up like a self-deprecating, she didn't intend to say anything, she just let this matter pass by quietly, she pretended not to know, pretended that she had never heard of that unbelievable story, pretended that she was still the same, she Beloved, 19-year-old girl.

But this person's question made jealousy suddenly like a vine, clinging to her whole heart, and she couldn't help but say:

"What about the strange?"

"It's weird that you can just be 19 years old... No, are you 20 years old?"

"Can you forget everything with Fang Xuanyao and only love me if you blame me?"

Zhuo Zhiwei's voice was light, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be simpler.

However, He Qingxi heard bitterness and jealousy from it.

Zhuo Zhiwei sighed lightly, his eyes always stayed on the watch.

Confusion flashed in her eyes, and her voice was ethereal:

"I know I'm wrong. After all... After all, I came late, and you are also a victim. You were cheated by... the person you have loved for so long. My heart hurts, but I still can't help blaming you."

Zhuo Zhiwei turned over and faced He Qingqi face to face. They were very close, but there was no ambiguous atmosphere.

She frowned, with some tears in her eyes: "Can you understand? It's that unreasonable, but still uncomfortable feeling."

Zhuo Zhiwei raised his hand to touch his heart.

"I have always been a very decisive person, and I think I should break up with you."

"But..." She chuckled inexplicably: "Just thinking about that possibility, my tears don't seem to belong to me."

He Qingxi's pupils flickered, filled with distressed emotions.

She closed her eyes, nodded, and said softly, "I understand."

"You should be angry. If it were me, I would be angry too. I love you, Wei Wei. From now on, I will only love you alone."

Zhuo Zhi pursed his lips slightly, his frown was full of restraint.

He Qingxi choked for breath, and suddenly remembered the girl in her previous life who always forbeared and restrained, standing there with emptiness in her eyes, but it made people feel illusory.

Eyelashes blinked twice in a panic, and gasped twice, seeming to be in pain.

She caressed Zhuo Zhiwei's face, leaned over and kissed the corner of her eyes lightly, and rubbed her lips to relieve the pain in her heart.

He murmured: "Wei Wei, you don't have to be so restrained in front of me."

"I belong to you, I belong to you alone, you can punish me however you want, you can ignore me, beat me, scold me, even break up with me!" He Qingxi gasped heavily.

"I will still stay by your side, love you, please you, and pursue you again."

"Be more willful with me, don't embarrass yourself, okay?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Zhiwei's eyes moved slightly, staring at her in a daze, his throat was sore.

Since she was a child, no one has ever said such a thing to her.

Her mother kept telling her: "Wei Wei, bear with it."

Bear with me, be obedient, stay at home alone or go to cram school.

Bear with me, Nan Jue is still young, don't argue with her.

Hold on, mom is pregnant...

She's used to forbearance, used to bearing, even now, she obviously still cares about it, but still chooses to ignore it, seeing He Qingxi lost his mind and feeling uncomfortable, she wants to wrong herself.

Her only waywardness was the words that hurt He Qingxi that night.

But later, it was posted that this road was blocked.

Now this person told her, you can be more willful...

Zhuo Zhiwei couldn't help stretching out his hands to stick to her cheeks, drawing her eyes, her nose, and the lips that kissed the corners of her eyes just now, gently poking in, teasing/teasing that soft tongue.

Her eyes were confused, but there was a desire that she knew at a glance: "Can I?"

He Qingxi nodded, and blinked her eyelids: "Of course." She slowly approached.

Breathing is getting closer.

"For example now..." Her eyebrows were slightly drawn, her eyes fell on her lips of unknown color under the moonlight, and she said softly, "You probably want to kiss me."

The moment his lips touched, Zhuo Zhiwei trembled all over.

Unable to hold back anymore, he hooked He Qingxi's shoulders fiercely, panting heavily, and rampaged in her mouth, no longer as gentle as before, but rather reckless and rude.

He Qingxi felt a little hurt from her unruly teasing, but he still embraced everything about her, and slowly patted her on the back to comfort her, watching her soften into a puddle of water in his arms, and kiss until she was deprived of oxygen.

For a long time, Zhuo Zhi rubbed against He Qingxi's neck and took a deep breath.

Suddenly asked her: "Is it really possible to do anything?"

"Of course." He Qingxi put his arms around her waist.

"Then I..." Zhuo Zhiwei flashed a sly smile in his eyes: "I regret it, and I don't want to forgive you."

"Didn't you say you can break up? Then I don't want you anymore."

The more He Qingxi heard it, the more something was wrong, and the alarm bells in his heart rang out, so he stopped hugging her, feeling like he was lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

Frowning together, he looked at her pitifully: "What, what?"

The smile in Zhuo Zhiwei's eyes flashed away, his words were correct, and he paused every word: "I said, I don't want you anymore, let's be friends."

She got up, stepped over her with long legs, raised her chin slightly, and He Qingxi looked up at her, inexplicably thinking of the cat that Chai Xu's family had when they were young, similarly, arrogant and... cute.

blinked.

Zhuo Zhiwei lay down on another bed, and turned her head to cast a glance at her:

"I'm going to sleep, don't come to harass me, we are just friends now, you should pay attention to your identity."

He Qingqi blinked again, as if he didn't understand what she meant, and pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, why is my body not in control!"

Moved, moved into Zhuo Zhiwei's bed, hugged her: "I can't control my hands anymore!"

"There's still a mouth..." What the hell?

"You!... Woo."

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her wronged: "You lied to me."

He Qingxi pretended to be innocent: "Do I have any?"

"We're friends now! Do friends kiss?"

"For example us." He Qingxi looked sincere.