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

The moment the two embraced, thunderous applause sounded in their ears, and Zhuo Zhiwei was in a trance, feeling vaguely aware that He Qingqi had successfully proposed to her.

Now my thoughts are flooding like a floodgate, and my heart is pounding. So, the birthday gift is...a marriage proposal?

She backed away from her arms, and raised her eyes to look at her with anticipation.

He Qing Qiguang was tall but not brainy, he didn't see her expectations at all, and even winked at her mysteriously: "You will know when you go back."

It's not a marriage proposal, although her rationality told her that's the right way, but... her heart was still lingering with loss, Zhuo Zhiwei's eyelids slowly drooped, and she let out an "oh", feeling that the scene in front of her was also dull tasteless up.

Wonders was originally the protagonist of the day, and Zhuo Zhiwei celebrated his birthday, so he couldn't help being drunk glass after glass of wine. At about twelve o'clock in the evening, as the bustling day ended, the celebration banquet also ended.

It's not far from Yijingyuan, and the sudden stop of the past few days made He Qingqi feel overwhelmed. She played a trick and wanted to find a quiet space where no one was around.So he put the gifts in Yijingyuan early, and reminded Lin Fan to come pick them up.

The others boarded the nanny's car and returned to the hotel, while He Qingqi and Zhuo Zhiwei drove towards Yijingyuan.

When they parted, Tao Jinghan secretly gave them a teasing look, and even blinked at He Qingxi. The other members also saw something was wrong in the vaguely ambiguous atmosphere, and they all avoided their eyes, as if Knowing nothing, they got into the car one by one.

In the middle of the night, there were few people on the streets, few vehicles, and only rows of street lights lit up the city. He Qingxi leaned on Zhuo Zhiwei, who was slightly drunk and closed his eyes, on his shoulders. Her eyes were full of changing scenes, but her mind was not on it at all.

So nervous.

How will we start in a while?

Before he got home, the scene of being tricked into bed already appeared in his mind.

She swallowed her saliva, feeling that the voice in her chest was a little loud, she held her breath silently, trying to make her heartbeat quieter, for fear that Zhuo Zhiwei would see her ulterior motives.

Zhuo Zhiwei still had his eyes closed, and felt the sound of beating under him shaking his ears while he was drunk, frowned slightly, and said lazily: "What's wrong? The heartbeat is so fast?"

He Qingxi's breathing was a little disordered, his lips were murmured, and he didn't say why after holding back for a long time.

Zhuo Zhi sensed something was wrong, slightly opened his eyes, raised his body, and looked at her with a casual gaze, and suddenly found that her cheeks were flushed...

Eyes widen.

Could it be... a gift?

The emotion became visibly joyful, and she couldn't help but bend her eyes a little, and there was a faint starlight in her eyes. She bit her lip, feeling her face was a little hot.

Don't look away, and no longer lazily leaning against her arms, sitting upright and closing the windbreaker stained with He Qingqi's smell, lowering his head and sniffing secretly, the corners of his mouth can't help but look up, stealing a chicken-like snicker, tilted Look at the scenery on the other side of the road.

After sending them upstairs, Lin Fan stopped making light bulbs, pulled the handbrake and drove away.

This is not the first time Zhuo Zhiwei has come here, but her mood is more tense and excited than every time. She didn't even dare to hold He Qingxi's hand. In the elevator room, watching the number slowly change.

what will happen tonight...

Why is it so convenient to go back to the hotel in a nanny car, He Qingxi has to go to the extra trouble to let Lin Fan pick it up...and put the gift here on purpose.

Is it that the gift is herself?

Zhuo Zhiwei's breathing became heavier. He didn't think so much about Jiu Jin before, but now all kinds of yellow waste rushed into his mind.

She raised her eyes and looked at the numbers on the elevator. The rapid heartbeat made her feel as if she was suffocating and lacking oxygen.Her hands and feet were a little weak, and she felt like she was going to be unable to stand.

With a "ding", He Qingxi stepped out of the elevator room first, blocking the door with his slender fingers, waiting for Zhuo Zhiwei to come out.

Zhuo Zhiwei couldn't help but look at those beautiful fingers a few more times, it was a teenager's distinctive joints, and the nails were neatly trimmed and rounded, as if they had been preparing for today for a long time.

His eyes darkened, and when he realized it, he cursed himself secretly in his heart.

walk out quickly.

He Qingxi opened the door and let Zhuo Zhiwei go in first. Zhuo Zhiwei turned on the light, and then heard the back door close with a "bang", as if feeling a little impatient.

Isolated from all external disturbances, He Qingqi finally couldn't help it, pinched Zhuo Zhiwei's wrist, and pulled him into her arms. The moment they hugged each other, she felt the other's heart, the same frequency as hers started jumping up.

The two fawns living in the chest cavity seem to have met their playmates after a long absence, and their hearts and eyes are full of wanton joy.

"Wei Wei..." She rubbed the top of Zhuo Zhiwei's hair, her tone was coquettish and hoarse like the isolated Night Breeze.

She sighed, "Finally..."

She raised her body and approached her from another angle. Her lips were as soft as marshmallows, dyed with a hot fire-like temperature. There was a mellow aroma of red wine in her mouth. Distraught.

He Qingxi's kiss changed from gentle and cute to domineering and wanton, and his breathing gradually became heavier. The tip of his tongue powerfully attacked her castle, and he hugged her relentlessly, with a strong aggressiveness.

Zhuo Zhiwei felt her tongue again, not with barbs as imagined, but as gentle and soft as a dog, but it was too hot for her to resist:

"So, you are really, premeditated."

She leaned back slightly, and knocked on the shoe cabinet with a "bang", but He Qingxi lost all those thoughts of pity and pity, and locked her in a small space. She became violent, breathing heavily, and continued to be on her body. Light the fire: "Of course."

She panted: "you are too tempting, I can't help it."

"I'm sorry." It was her habitual apology again.

In front of her was a hot and moving body, but behind her was the cold surface of the shoe cabinet. In the combination of ice and fire, Zhuo Zhiwei softened his body again in her arms.

She felt the loose underwear hanging on her arm, two little things were about to come out, her eyes were blurred by wine, and she raised her neck slightly: "You, why are you so proficient?"

"Why, why, yes, across, untie."

Delicate red lips revealed a confused breath:

"Is it, Fang Xuanyao?"

"No." He Qingxi murmured, and kissed her ear delicately, hot and humid air circling the pinna: "This is me, I am very talented."

"When I see you, I learn everything."

As soon as the words fell, she slapped her face, and she anxiously pulled the zipper on Zhuo Zhiwei's skirt, but it seemed to be stuck.

With wet eyes, he frowned and looked at the zipper aggrievedly, and pressed his hand on her chest unceremoniously, constantly probing: "Why can't I pull it off?"

Zhuo Zhiwei was also a little anxious, raised his arms to cooperate with her to the greatest extent, and his eyes were also glued to the zipper.

Suddenly, he reacted.

Putting down his arms, his eyes gradually became cool.

"Stop it." She gasped slightly.

He Qingqi raised his eyes and opened his lips slightly. When his eyes flickered, it made people subconsciously want to satisfy all her demands.

Zhuo Zhiwei was stunned, and looked away: "Today is my birthday."

The word "I" is deliberately accentuated.

"where's my gift?"

He Qingxi let out a dull "ah", the air stopped for a moment, she blinked in embarrassment, and the passion/desire in her heart quietly dissipated.

"what."

"That..." She coughed lightly.

Zhuo Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and motioned for her hand: "I haven't taken it off yet."

He Qingxi clapped five fingers together, smiled embarrassingly, and touched the back of his head: "I'll go get the gift."

So, the gift is not her own?

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her background thoughtfully, feeling somewhat lost.

Not long after, He Qingxi took a folder and handed it to her.

Zhuo Zhiwei took it over, looked up at her, then looked down at the folder, a little puzzled: "What?"

As she opened it, He Qingxi said with some embarrassment: "It's where we live in "Miracle Journey"."

"Didn't you ask me when did you like you?" He Qingxi frowned slightly, the corners of her eyes slightly curved, and her blushing cheeks made her look more like a 20-year-old girl.

It was as if she wasn't the one who kissed him and untied his underwear just now.

"En." Zhuo Zhiwei nodded, her heart was pounding, looking forward to what she would say next.

"Actually, I don't know exactly when it started." He Qingxi bit his lower lip and smiled softly: "But you guessed it right, I discovered it at that time."

"This place has an unusual meaning to me, so I asked He...my father to buy it for me." He Qingxi paused: "How about I give it to you now?"

She smiled softly, staring at Zhuo Zhiwei expectantly with her starry eyes: "As your birthday present."

Zhuo Zhi was a little dazed, looked down at his watch, then looked at the folder thoughtfully, frowned slightly, and bit his lip lightly.

This is He Qingxi's love for her, she knows it, but... He Qingxi has already given her many gifts, and they have only been together for a month, this... is too precious.

She likes He Qingqi, not because of her money, or power, or because she can give her expensive gifts, but because she is He Qingqi.

Zhuo Zhiwei regained his composure, and returned the things to He Qingxi, with a little helplessness in his eyes: "I can't take it."

He Qingxi obviously didn't expect her to react like this, and his voice raised a little in surprise: "Why?"

Zhuo Zhiwei considered for a few seconds, then gestured to her wrist: "I'm already very happy with this."

"Just take it...as a birthday present?"

"Not good!" He Qingxi pursed his lips, categorically refusing, and when he turned his head, he understood her concerns: "Don't tell me it's too expensive."

"You know, it's nothing to me, but it means a lot to us, why don't you want it?"

Zhuo Zhiwei couldn't help but sighed softly: "But have you ever thought about what your family will think?"

"We've only been together for a month, and you gave me such a valuable thing. If it takes longer, will your house be emptied?"

"No!" He Qingxi blurted out, talking about her family members, she had a kind of self-confidence from the bottom of her heart, she smiled, and her expression eased: "Wei Wei, if you think too much, they will never care about it. "

"But I care." Zhuo Zhiwei stared at her with eyes as innocent as moonlight.

"Qiqi, I like you just because you are you, do you understand?"

Although the words were awkward, He Qingxi understood Zhuo Zhiwei's meaning in an instant.

"I don't want our love to be in shackles for no reason. I know, you just want to give me all the good things, but Qiqi, is there any difference between your name and mine?"

Zhuo Zhi closed his eyes slightly, sighed from the bottom of his heart, and gently leaned into He Qingxi's arms: "I only want you..."

He Qingxi's heart skipped a beat in an instant, and he took a few breaths.After a long while, his eyes were softly rippling: "I listen to you."

She hugged Zhuo Zhiwei's shoulders, lifted her chin, and kissed her.

Zhuo Zhiwei was dazed by her kiss, and his mind, which had just woken up, was once again occupied by chaotic alcohol.

He Qingxi picked her chin, rubbed her fingers on the earlobe, and coaxed in her voice, like a feather gently falling into Zhuo Zhiwei's heart: "Then tell me, what gift do you want now?"

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her in a daze, and was coaxed by her to let her lips express the most longing desire from the bottom of her heart: "I want...to marry you."