Strategies for flirting through books

Qi Liangqin fell on the bed, half of his body sank into the quilt, he sat up in a panic, Yan Bozong suddenly took a step forward, he backed away in fright, but Yan Bozong stopped.

Yan Bozong watched for a while in the dark, when Qi Liangqin thought he was going to leave, Yan Bozong suddenly climbed onto the bed and covered his body from top to bottom.

He saw Yan Bozong gradually pressed down, his moist and warm body covered him, and his breath almost hit his face.

Yan Bozong actually wanted to kiss him.

Qi Liangqin was stiff all over, but he heard Yan Baizong say: "Is this what you want, huh?" His breath was heavy, with a touch of alcohol: "Why are you so coquettish?"

After he finished speaking, he got up suddenly, the bed shook slightly, Qi Liangqin sat up abruptly, but when he saw Yan Bozong turned around and went out, he collapsed on the bed as if his whole body was weak in an instant.

Qi Liangqin was lying on the bed, already sweating all over.He lay down for a long time before sitting up, took off his shoes, and sat on the bed.

There was a knock on the door outside, and it was Aunt Chun: "Xiao Qi, are you asleep? I made you some soup, drink it before going to sleep."

"Oh, here we come." He answered, put on his shoes and opened the door.Aunt Chun held a bowl of soup on a tray: "I thought I couldn't wake you up."

Qi Liangqin suddenly realized that he was pretending to be unconscious when he entered the door, thinking that Aunt Chun had seen something, and blushed a little.

"Bo Zong asked me to tell you to drink more," Aunt Chun said.

When Qi Liangqin heard this, he panicked even more with embarrassment, but his expression was calm, and he said: "I think he drank too much, I should give him a bowl too."

"He drank it," said Aunt Chun with a smile, "he drank a big bowl, so he might be a little drunk."

Qi Liangqin was taken aback, and Aunt Chun had already taken the bowl in his hand: "Okay, you can wash up and go to bed early."

After Aunt Chun went out, he went to take a shower, took off his clothes and stood under the shower, raised his head, and let the hot water hit his face.He was a little out of breath, his hands touched his body in the hot air, he was a little bit embarrassed by himself, and almost couldn't hold back, he did it himself to get enough food and clothing.

It seemed that he was quite dizzy, really a little drunk.

Does Yan Bozong hate him?Will Yan Bozong tear himself apart if he is in a hurry?

After taking a bath, he was really tired. He climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he dreamed that Yan Bozong suddenly hugged him, and asked with eagerness and commotion, "Do you really want me to fuck you?"

Come on, he actually felt that this word was more exciting than fuck. He couldn't help himself when he heard it, and covered his face and said, "I don't know, I don't know."

Just like a little bitch.

But soon he noticed that something was wrong, because he felt that it felt so real, and he felt that he was overwhelmed.He woke up suddenly, and found that there was a person on top of him, touching him everywhere, and his mouth was still rubbing against his neck, almost kissing him on the mouth.He smelled a strong alcohol smell, screamed in fright, and pushed the man away, but before he could sit up, the other party rushed forward again, Qi Liangqin yelled in fright: "Yan Songwei, you are courting death!" ah!"

Yan Songwei obviously drank too much, and he didn't know which little beauty was thinking in his mind, so he started to arch around with one leg between him.Qi Liangqin, as a young child who has not been through human affairs, was excited and frightened when he saw this situation, so he kicked hard, but he couldn't get rid of it, and Yan Songwei grabbed his leg instead.

He took the opportunity to kick hard, and Yan Songwei rolled down from the bedside, and his body hit the bedside table, and the vase he placed on it also rolled to the ground with a bang. Fortunately, it was a wooden floor, and the vase was not broken. But the water flowed out. Yan Songwei got up from the ground, touched a piece of liquid, and stammered in fright: "Blood...I'm bleeding..."

In the dark, Qi Liangqin heard that he was bleeding, thought that Yan Songwei had hit his head, so he hurried to turn on the light in fright, and Yan Songwei got up drunk, and fled to the outside. Then the person ran to the living room, still shouting: "Mom, Mom, I'm bleeding."

Qi Liangqin sat on the bed blankly, suddenly realized something, and quickly jumped out of bed.But Yan Songwei's cry had already startled people, the living room was bright, he rushed outside, and saw Yan Bozong with his upper body naked and only wearing a pair of big underpants, running out from the opposite room, with bare feet and no shoes on.

Qi Liangqin was not in the mood to admire his strong and graceful muscles anymore, he just felt extremely embarrassed.Aunt Chun also ran out in her pajamas, saw Yan Songwei, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"He...he hit me," Yan Songwei pointed at Qi Liangqin drunkenly: "I just hugged him, and he broke my head, and it was bleeding."

Yan Bozong went over and raised his head to look: "Where is there blood?"

Yan Songwei's face was still dazed, and he stretched out his hand to show Yan Bozong.

Naturally, there was no blood on the hand, it was just a little wet, it was water.

Qi Liangqin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yan Songwei's clean hands.He thought he had really smashed Yan Songwei's head.He walked over and said with a blushing face, "Song Wei, you drank too much."

But Yan Songwei looked a little scared, and hid when he saw him, but hid behind Yan Bozong.Qi Liangqin looked at Yan Bozong, very embarrassed.

He stretched out his hand and said in embarrassment: "You are obedient, go back to the house and sleep."

"You kicked me," Yan Songwei said.

"Then...then you suddenly pounced on me in the middle of the night, of course I'm scared..." It's always embarrassing to talk about these things in the room, Qi Liangqin put on a straight face: "Are you still sleeping or not?"

Yan Songwei didn't speak, Qi Liangqin had no choice but to use toughness to cover up his embarrassment and nervousness: "Then don't go back to sleep in the room today, drink and drink, just know how to eat and drink with a group of cronies!"

What he said was just and righteous, as if he had forgotten that he was also drunk not long ago, he was not as good as Yan Songwei, at least Yan Songwei walked back by himself, but he couldn't even walk, and he was unconscious.

Yan Songwei refused to go back to the room with him no matter what, Yan Bozong was afraid of disturbing the old lady if the quarrel continued, so he said: "Well, just make do with me for one night, and you go get him a quilt."

Qi Liangqin went back to the room to get the quilt for Yan Songwei, Yan Bozong never let people sleep on his bed, Yan Songwei naturally did not have this honor, spread a quilt for him on the ground, let him sleep on it, Qi Liangqin hurried back He took a quilt to cover him.Yan Songwei stopped making trouble and soon fell asleep. Qi Liangqin covered him with a quilt and sighed.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," he said, looking up at Yan Bozong, as if he suddenly realized what he had done tonight, and quickly avoided his eyes.Yan Bozong didn't speak, his posture seemed to be about to close the door and go to sleep, Qi Liangqin hurried out, and before he could walk out of the short corridor, the door was closed behind him.

Aunt Chun pushed open the bedroom door and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

Qi Liangqin nodded: "I drank too much, and fell asleep as soon as I said sleep."

"Don't be angry, he is like this. He has been drinking since junior high school, and no one cares about him at home. If you tell him well in the future, he will listen."

Qi Liangqin nodded: "It's already midnight, Aunt Chun should go to bed early."

"You go to bed earlier too."

Qi Liangqin returned to the bedroom and sat down on the bed.

He was so tormented by Yan Songwei that he was sleepless, turned his head and looked at the opposite room, and turned off the light.

He sighed, picked up the vase on the ground, and then mopped the floor to tidy it up.

What happened to Yan Songwei just now.Thinking of the incident that Yan Songwei stepped on his butt not long ago, saying that he had a reaction, Qi Liangqin felt restless.God bless, don't let Yan Songwei bend over, let him be the most straight man in the world, and be his brother-in-law honestly in the future.

Thinking of the future, he felt a little sad.The following days will be difficult, because now that his face has been torn apart, his secret teasing will turn into a lawless teasing.But what is gratifying is that he has probably gone through most of the existing plots now, followed by a series of rape plots that are in full swing. Although the task is difficult, these plots are very concentrated. Gritting his teeth, it will pass soon.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be grateful for the delicacy of the narrative style of "Male Version of Pan Jinlian", otherwise he would follow the plot chapter by chapter, and he would have reached the Year of the Monkey. "The Male Version of Pan Jinlian" is delicate and streamlined, with [-] chapters written. In fact, there are not many main things. Sometimes I can write two chapters after a meal. Calculating carefully, the content of the eighty chapters is not too far away.

It's just that now, if he deviates from the plot, he will feel so uncomfortable that he will die. He feels that if he ceases to exist, he has to follow the plot, but after the eighty chapters, he should be able to live a free life according to his own ideas.But the sentence "the ending is no different from Pan Jinlian", does it count as an existing plot?

The reason Huangling Xiaoxiaosheng added this sentence at the beginning was because after he abandoned the pit, a bunch of readers cursed and cried endlessly. He probably was hindered by the pressure of public opinion, so he added a sentence, which is probably a one-sentence summary the meaning of the following text.But when he read the comments below, the readers scolded him even worse. Many people asked Huang Ling Xiaoxiaosheng to change that sentence.

Would the author have changed that sentence, or has it already been changed?If there is no change, where will his ending go?Does that sentence count as existing plot?

Qi Liangqin stretched his arms and lay down, with one hand curled up over his eyes, looking at the light above his head through his fingers, dazzling.

He kicked off his slippers, climbed into bed, and turned off the light.

Although he has no achievements, he has also cultivated the ability to endure hardships in a dull life. The future may be difficult, but he never thinks about it. No matter how hard his heart is, he will always be able to live the little life in front of him.

When Yan Songwei hit it, everyone thought it was nothing, but he was drunk and reacted a bit.Who knew that when he woke up the next day, there was a large bruise on the back of his neck, extending all the way to the back of his head.Yan Yuan pushed his hair aside and looked at him, and said in surprise: "The scalp is all purple, what happened?"

"He drank too much," Qi Liangqin said, "Drink less in the future." The second half of the sentence is more gentle.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Chun, who served the dishes, smiled and said, "Yesterday, Song Wei drank too much and came back in the middle of the night. He probably crawled into bed in the dark without turning on the light. Xiao Qi probably got a shock and kicked him off." .”

Yan Yuan laughed loudly, and turned to look at Qi Liangqin: "What's wrong, the second brother can't get close anymore?"

Yan Songwei was also dissatisfied: "You are too ruthless."

Qi Liangqin was finally honest, bowed his head and said: "It's dark, I can't see, I reacted instinctively."

The old lady Yan came down from upstairs, and Aunt Chun smiled and said, "The old lady got up late today."

"I'm really old, I can't stay up late at all, I stayed at Wang's house for a while yesterday, I couldn't sleep at night, I just got a headache when I got up in the morning." Said the old lady and sat down at the dining table: "I just drink porridge. "

Aunt Chun was about to serve her soup, but Qi Liangqin stood up tactfully and helped the old lady serve porridge: "It's a bit hot, drink it slowly."

The old lady gave a "huh", but raised her head and said to Yan Bozong: "Go back and tell yours, and see how Xiao Qin does it. Xiao Qin also knows how to serve me a bowl of porridge."

Qi Liangqin glanced at Yan Bozong, Yan Bozong's mouth was half a smile, and he didn't speak, Qi Liangqin said: "Sister-in-law is a capable person, unlike me, who knows nothing."

These words are really thoughtful, because Qi Liang and Qin Yue said so, the more the old lady Yan sneered at Shen He.Sure enough, the old lady sneered and said: "Yes, she is a person who does great things. It is really inferior to serve an old woman like me. She should go to build an atomic bomb for the country, and our Yan family will follow suit."

Yan Songwei grinned sullenly, raised his head to meet Yan Bozong's gaze, and quickly lowered his head again. Yan Yuan didn't smile, but she had an average impression of Shen He, and her sister-in-law didn't have a good relationship, so that look seemed to be a joke.Qi Liangqin looked at Yan Bozong with a smile: "Brother, is sister-in-law so busy on weekdays? I haven't seen her yet, I really want to see her."

Yan Bozong looked at him with a fixed gaze, and said indifferently, "Busy."

With just one word, he was sent away. The indifference was so obvious that Qi Liangqin was a little embarrassed. Yan Songwei helped him out and said, "If you really want to see her, sister-in-law doesn't have time. Let's do it when I have time." Come down and take you to meet."

The old lady drank a few sips of porridge, but still felt uncomfortable, so she went back upstairs to sleep.Yan Yuan accompanied her up, and after a while, her voice came from upstairs: "Second Brother, Mom is calling you, come up."

Yan Songwei wiped his mouth with a napkin, pushed away the chair and stood up: "Why are you calling me, I must be talking about getting drunk again yesterday."

After Yan Songwei went upstairs, only Yan Bozong and Qi Liangqin were left at the dining table.

Qi Liangqin's heart beat like a drum, he put down the spoon in his hand, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, then looked at Yan Bozong.

That posture seems to have been looking forward to this moment for a long time.Seeing this, Yan Bozong was a little scared.

Qi Liangqin reached out and took a bright red cherry from the fruit plate in the middle of the dining table.

Cherry, a fruit with excellent color and fragrance, is often used as a metaphor for some indescribable parts in some novels because of its round and tender appearance, so it appears civilized, restrained, and aesthetically pleasing.

The cherries were small but full of color.

He picked up the cherry with his fingers, rubbed it lightly with his fingers, and then dug it lightly with his nails. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Yan Bozong, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.This is obviously an extremely promiscuous seductive appearance, but his eyes reveal his timidity and shame. When he meets Yan Bozong's eyes, he can't help but dodge subconsciously.

In Yan Bozong's eyes, there was a gesture similar to refusal to welcome, full of contradictory love.

Then he saw Qi Liang Qin Xibai put the cherry between his fingers and put it to his mouth.Qi Liangqin's lips were light and beautiful in color, and when he opened them slightly, his white teeth were exposed. When he took a bite, the cherry broke, and fresh juice flowed out, staining his lips.Er'er stuck out his tongue and rolled up the cherry juice on his lips, Qi Liangqin looked at him with raised eyebrows as if provocative.

Absolutely charming.

Yan Bozong pursed his lips and turned his head away to stop looking.Qi Liangqin also lowered his head, took a tissue and wiped his mouth and fingers, once and for all, it was very clean.