mist [unlimited]

Where does Song Qinglan want to take Ji Yushi?

Originally, Ji Yushi fell asleep all the time, Song Qinglan decided to take him home directly, and cook him something to eat when he woke up.Now that she woke up during the rainy season, Song Qinglan changed her mind.

"Take you to eat." Song Qinglan said, "What do you want to eat?"

During the rainy season, he was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back. In fact, he woke up from hunger. After thinking about it, he cooperated and said, "I want to eat hot pot."

Song Qinglan: "Hot pot?"

Ji Yushi: "Yes, the very spicy kind."

Song Qinglan was very familiar with Jiangcheng, so this request certainly wouldn't trouble him.The two have been together for so long during the holidays, and he has already figured out the taste of Ji Yu - the steps of the two of them falling in love are completely opposite to those of ordinary couples.Usually couples are attracted to come together after gradually getting to know each other's preferences. Naturally, they don't have to worry about each other's preferences, but they first get together before they come to study what each other likes in their daily life.

During the rainy season, he likes spicy food and sweet food. Unlike his deserted appearance, he prefers heavy food.

On the other hand, Song Qinglan doesn't pick anything, not only likes to eat but also likes to cook, the two get along surprisingly well.

At an intersection, Song Qinglan turned the steering wheel, went to a hot pot restaurant that was open until late at night, and found a quiet private room.

Ji Yu's appetite seemed never so good. He ate hard, his eyes were red from the heat, his nose was sweating, and he drank a bottle of cold beer.

On the way, someone came to the private room to say hello to Song Qinglan, and the owner of this shop turned out to be Song Qinglan's comrade-in-arms again.

The three chatted for a while, and the friend was not at all curious about Ji Yushi's identity, and Ji Yushi immediately thought of Xue Zhao who he had met at the skydiving club last time.

I am afraid that the news of Song Qinglan coming out of the closet and having a boyfriend has already spread in his social circle.

After that friend left, Ji Yushi asked, "Many of your comrades changed careers."

Song Qinglan ordered a bottle of drink, and unscrewed the lid for Ji Yushi and handed it to him, asking him to relieve the spicy taste in his mouth: "There are only a few people who change careers, and they all suffered from old injuries and had to retire. I am opposite to Lao Zhou." It’s better to talk about it. In fact, in their view, we can be regarded as changing careers, and guardians and troops are still different.”

During the monsoon rains, her lips were also hot and red, and her eyes were as clean as washing: "If you don't want to be a guardian, what will you do?"

Song Qinglan thought for a while, "There shouldn't be that possibility."

Ji Yushi: "Why?"

Song Qinglan: "If I don't become a guardian, how can I meet you again?"

It makes sense.

If Song Qinglan hadn't become a guardian, Ji Yushi would always be just the "Hanhan" in his impression.

After Ji Yushi had a drink, he looked up and found Song Qinglan was still looking at him: "What's wrong?"

Song Qinglan's eyes were much deeper than usual.

After experiencing that separation, he changed a lot in his thinking.

For him, sitting here at this time, sitting in a down-to-earth hot pot restaurant, eating while watching the living monsoon rain is already a luxury.

Time has changed the world and gifted it.

Regardless of the cause and effect, no matter how one circle connects to the other, as long as they are still together.

"I was thinking." Song Qinglan said, "If I grew up in Ningcheng and went to the same elementary and middle school as you, what would happen?"

Never thought about this problem during the monsoons.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if Song Qinglan had been by his side since childhood.

"You asked me just now how I felt when I saw you at the age of 17." Song Qinglan continued, "I only had one thought at the time, and that was——if I had never left Ningcheng, would we have been together earlier? If you don't, you won't be so lonely. I may accompany you through the coming-of-age ceremony, accompany you to enter the sky, and it doesn't matter whether I become a guardian or not."

Ji Yushi thought about it, and said seriously: "Maybe in another parallel world, things really develop as you said."

The universe is infinite and there are thousands of worlds.

The different choices people make may generate countless parallel worlds, and they have different lives in each world.

And he and Song Qinglan just happened to be one of them.

Song Qinglan smiled: "If there is a chance, I would like to visit that parallel world."

It was almost early morning after eating hot pot.

Song Qinglan drove the car into the garage, then entered the elevator, and went directly to the entrance door.

Because of work, Song Qinglan only moved out of the house in recent years. There are no traces of anyone else's life in this house. Even Lao Zhou and his teammates rarely have the opportunity to come, especially during the rainy season. never came.

As soon as you enter the door, the intelligent system is automatically awakened, and the spacious and bright living room is presented in front of you during the monsoon rain.

The white-toned decoration can be regarded as a minimalist style. At first glance, there are only carpets and sofas in the living room, and the three-meter-high and seven-eight-meter-long floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the night view of Jiangcheng, which has become the best decoration of this house.

The housekeeping robot slid over, took the items for the host and the guests and hung them up very automatically, and followed Song Qinglan's habit, slid to the bathroom to fill him with water to take a bath.

When Ji Yushi entered the living room, he went to the floor-to-ceiling windows to have a look.

He found that from this angle, he could see the floating train tracks that circled Jiangcheng and went to the distance.

A pair of arms embraced Ji Yushi from behind, and immediately after, his ears were bitten lightly by his teeth, causing a tingle behind his ears.

Song Qinglan didn't restrain herself, and didn't think it was too sudden, she only took advantage of her height aboveboard: "In the bubble world, after you leave, I'll just stand here and wonder if those trains will bring you from Ningcheng next time .”

During the monsoon rain, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but his expression remained calm.

Song Qinglan asked again: "Will you come?"

Just as Ji Yushi was about to say something, Song Qinglan kissed his neck, then licked it with the tip of her tongue ambiguously, the subtle sound of water fell into Ji Yushi's ears, making him forget what he was going to say.

Song Qinglan said in a light kiss: "Consultant Ji, it's getting late."

"Yeah." Ji Yushi's back trembled slightly in such a kiss, "Go take a bath."

The tone of this sentence is a bit light, and the breathing is unsteady.

What he said was full of dislike, because Ji Yushi couldn't tolerate his own taste.

In fact, both of them smell like hot pot, which is really not very pleasant.

But Song Qinglan didn't mind at all. He buried his head in Ji Yushi's neck and smelled the aura emanating from Ji Yushi's body, which made him fall in love with the fireworks.

He didn't stop teasing, and looked at Ji Yushi from the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling windows like a prank: "Wash together? How about doing something to digest."

Ji Yushi looked at the other person's expression on the glass: "..."

When two people are together, of course what should happen will happen, they didn't intend to go around in circles, otherwise why would they fall in love.

He just regretted why he wanted to eat hot pot, wouldn't it be better to come directly?

"Let's go together." Song Qinglan was still looking at him from her reflection, encouraging her evilly, "It's not like we haven't washed together."

The most recent step they have made so far is that night at the skydiving club.

Originally it was Song Qinglan who took a bath for him, but the situation changed after washing. The two of them made a mess in the bathroom.

Before Ji Yushi could refuse again, Song Qinglan bumped into him behind him, demonstrating how eager she was.

During the rainy season, his scalp was numb, and he subconsciously pressed against the glass in front of him to stabilize his figure: "Don't—"

"I can't help it anymore." Song Qinglan said, "Just feel it."

During the rainy season, he turned her face over and pressed her face on the glass.

"I can see it but I can't touch it. You are torturing me in those cycles." Song Qinglan leaned over her body, bumped into him from the front again to show her eagerness, and then looked at Ji Yu with deep eyes, "How is it? Are you in a hurry? ?”

Song Qinglan's eyes seemed to be on fire, her words were rogue and explicit, and her actions were menacing.

When the two looked at each other, he just lowered his head and kissed Ji Yushi's lips lightly, like touching a beloved treasure, full of cherishment.

This person was so sleepy that he could fall asleep directly in the command center.

I have been feeling sleepy on the way home after eating hot pot just now, and my waking time is always very short. It seems that I want to sleep back all the sleep I have lost in the past ten years.If she didn't do something while he was still awake, Song Qinglan would be reluctant to wake him up.

Song Qinglan kissed him again: "During the rainy season..."

Soft lips touch and then part.

It's a lot like their first kiss.

Ji Yushi's heart beat very fast, thanks to his memory, with just such a shallow kiss, he automatically recalled all the details of Song Qinglan kissing him.He knew what Song Qinglan might do next, he knew how his whole body would go limp from being kissed, and he also knew that feeling would deprive him of all his strength, and let him limply let Song Qinglan get whatever she wanted.

As a result, his body began to heat up.

He asked Song Qinglan: "Do you know what to do to really digest food?"

After asking, he suddenly lightened, and it was Song Qinglan who picked him up: "I would like to hear more about it."

While talking, Song Qinglan had already started to walk towards the bathroom, Ji Yushi had to hook his neck again, and managed to stabilize her voice and whispered three words in his ear.

Song Qinglan stopped abruptly, all the lines of her body became tense in an instant, her voice became hoarse: "Are you sure?"

"Anyway." Ji Yushi muffled, "...I don't want to scratch my skin this time."

The words of deja vu reminded Ji Yushi uncontrollably of what happened to them last time at the club.

In fact, that time he thought they would develop to the last step, who knew that the result was a bit unexpected, he thought Song Qinglan didn't know what to do, but in fact, after waking up and recalling everything that happened that night, he understood Song Qinglan How difficult it was to restrain at that time.

Ji Yushi was not an abstinent person, nor did he attach much importance to certain concepts.

He doesn't care about up and down issues, let alone whether it's romantic or not, he can do whatever he wants, as long as the other party is the one he wants, he can accept it.

Sounds cool during the monsoon.

To Song Qinglan, it was a shock.

He came back to his senses, pulled away Ji Yushi's long legs, and wrapped them around his waist in such a rude way: "You said this yourself, I have never heard of such an invitation."

Ji Yushi said blankly: "You can choose not to."

"No?" Song Qinglan sneered, "It seems that you have misunderstood your own attractiveness."

Perhaps the mischievous teasing in the car had already started the fire, and Ji Yushi knew that he was in a dangerous situation at this time.

He was carried to the bathroom by Song Qinglan like a child. On the way, he suddenly began to reflect, and when he realized his conscience, he lowered his head and kissed Song Qinglan's lips.

This flattery obviously didn't work, Song Qinglan put Ji Yushi on the cold sink, returned the kiss to him even more vigorously, and took off her shirt.

Ji Yushi remembered that they had kissed in this position at the club, the shower head wet Song Qinglan's clothes and stuck to his warm body.The water slipped into their entangled lips and tongues, bringing out a hint of sweetness, and was sucked by Song Qinglan as much as possible.

Song Qinglan's hand reached into the hem of his clothes, making his heart beat wildly.

Those hands were big enough, running up the flexible waist that was also covered with a layer of tight muscles, as if they could easily cover the thin waist in their palms.

During the rainy season, while kissing back, his hands were not idle.

There was the sound of a metal zipper sliding.

"You're so responsive." He said with drooping eyelashes.

"I told you." Song Qinglan did not deny it at all.

He was caught by the hand during the rainy season, like the last time he was turned into a tool man.

He grabbed Song Qinglan's hand and imitated Song Qinglan's movements: "Don't take care of yourself."

Song Qinglan gave a low laugh, and was very cooperative with this request.

This feeling is nowhere near the itch, perhaps a little irritated during monsoon rains.

Because of this posture, he didn't have much room to play. Not only were his hands sore, but he also couldn't control the rhythm like Song Qinglan. He wasn't satisfied until Song Qinglan let go of his hand and held them together.

The housekeeping robot is still in the bathroom, waiting to put in the water to test the water temperature.

At this moment, it was standing in the corner in a daze, with the camera glowing red, like a spy monitoring the behavior of the two of them.

Ji Yushi lay on Song Qinglan's shoulder, unable to concentrate: "It's looking at us."

Song Qinglan turned her head and said, "Fuck."

When he let go of Ji Yu, he picked up the housekeeping robot and threw it outside the bathroom, then closed the door: "I've threatened it, I promise it won't say anything."

During the monsoon rain: "..."

They were the only ones in the bathroom now.

Song Qinglan took off her clothes, turned around, and walked towards Ji Yushi without any cover.

He is already tall, with a solid wheat-colored chest, well-defined abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, making this mature male figure who has undergone years of intensive training like a perfect sculpture. into the mind.

It is undeniable that Ji Yushi is very obsessed with Song Qinglan's body.

And the banditry in Song Qinglan's body undoubtedly made this sex appeal to the extreme.

At this time, the man was like a vigorous cheetah, walking towards his prey with a hunting posture.

The water temperature was not high, just right even in summer, but the slow process still made Song Qinglan sweat a little on her forehead.

Ji Yushi bit his shoulders, his normally calm and rational face now had his eyelids slightly closed, mixed with pain, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids, as if it was cold and inviolable.

They didn't stop.

The housekeeping robot is locked out of the door, probably detected a water overflow, thought the situation was dangerous, and started banging on the door panel to get in and turn off the water tap.

one more time.

It hit the door panel fast and hard, and the muffled sound took a long time to stop.

……

This strange loss of control made Ji Yushi afraid.

Fingers are caught.

He felt Song Qinglan's fingers inserting into his, one by one, tightly intertwined with his.

"look at me."

He heard Song Qinglan whisper in his ear with a sexy hoarse voice.

"You'll remember our first time, won't you?"

Song Qinglan changed the declarative sentence: "You will remember...the shudder I gave you."

"So, look at my face."

I opened my eyes during the monsoon rain.

The corners of the eyes are red.

Water vapor.

The long night is romantic and gentle.

Song Qinglan gently called his name: "...Hanhan."

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