I bent the devil

The movement at the door of the bookstore is not small, so even in the innermost side of the bookstore, the conversation can still be heard very clearly.

River?Nangong?As soon as these two surnames were spoken, both Gu Jiu and Song Qingyi knew what was going on.

"You..." Gu Jiu, who was listening attentively, turned his head suddenly, and by the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

His lips just brushed against Song Qingyi's chin.Subtle, warm and tactile at the touch.But it turned into a kind of itching on the lips, which made Gu Jiu want to lick it hard to relieve this strange feeling.

Dazed, he raised his eyes slightly, not surprised to meet Song Qingyi's black jade-like pupils who seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.The moment the four eyes met, everything around them became ethereal and distant.It's like entering a more private space with only him and him.

The floating dust in the beam of light moves at a speed that is almost stationary. When staring at the barely audible floating dust, there will be a kind of time and space that become slow motion at the same time.Those small things that would normally disappear in a blink of an eye are infinitely magnified at this moment.

It's also like the entanglement of Song Qingyi and Gu Jiu's breath.

...is it so quiet around here?

This doubt flashed across Gu Jiu's mind, but he couldn't escape from Song Qingyi's eyes for a while.

Maybe it was an illusion, or maybe it was his imagination.But Gu Jiu just felt that Song Qingyi's eyes, which usually seemed indifferent and distant, were now full of lust and seductiveness.

A sort of...invitation.

Song Qingyi closed her eyes and lowered her eyes, taking advantage of her eyelashes to cover her eyes, staring down at Gu Jiu, who was only an inch shorter than her, and needed all her willpower to restrain her desire to...

——Even the unbearable rolling of the Adam's apple and the breathing rate were suppressed within a reasonable and normal range.

After taking another deep look at Gu Jiu, Song Qingyi took the initiative to back away a little bit, and by tilting his head, once again as if there was nothing there, he let his chin gently brush against Gu Jiu's lips.

The sense of touch was magnified to the extreme, so even if it was just a momentary movement, he could keenly capture the incredible softness and warmth.

There was an electric current densely spreading from both sides of the waist and abdomen at the same time, a kind of numbness similar to trembling.

Song Qingyi stared sideways at the wooden lines on the bookshelf, took a few breaths, and realized that after hearing the commotion outside the store, he turned his head unintentionally, and looked seriously at Gu Jiu, who was shackled between the bookshelf and his arm. "...The ones standing outside are from the Jiang family. According to their seniority, they should be called Song Zhishang's cousin. As for the ones inside..." He smiled gently. "...I guess I should call you little aunt."

"...Oh." Gu tentatively stared at Song Qingyi in front of him for two seconds, as if he had finally finished his daze, and he let out a dull oh in Song Qingyi's seemingly puzzled eyes.

He didn't notice the puzzled eyes of the young man who was close to him, hiding a hint of a successful smile.

Gu Jiu whispered softly, turned his head slightly while moving his eyes away, leaning the back of his head against the wall behind him as if unintentionally, not noticing that there was a wooden nibble coming from behind. "Then how do we get out now?"

He asked Song Qingyi in a very low voice, not at all worried that the almost inaudible voice would not be heard clearly by the people in front of him, after all, Song Qingyi is now completely different from the one who had no internal strength at all.

He can easily detect even subtle movements 10 meters away, let alone himself standing in front of him.

Song Qingyi stared at Gu Jiu for a while, and when Gu Jiu was inexplicably stared at by his eyes and wanted to ask again, he spoke slowly. "... Behind your body, isn't there a door?"

"..." It was a very normal sentence, but it always gave Gu Baba the illusion that the person in front of him was pretending to be innocent.

Gu Jiu seriously looked at the "righteous and good young man" in front of him, looked back at Song Qingyi with a little bit of doubt, then slowly and expressionlessly looked back at the wooden door behind him .After staring at the wooden door for a while, he slowly turned his head to look at someone who was still an 'upright and good young man'.

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Well, since there is always a wooden door behind him that he can sneak out of...

...Then why did the guy in front of you just now know how to sauce and stuff? !

Um?Uh-huh? !

Gu Jiu: ... ╰╯

Upright and good young man Song Qingyi: (●—●)