If the reminder fails, you will be teased

【Chapter 46】

He looked away with difficulty, gritted his teeth and repeated the five words "can't be a beast" back and forth several times in his heart, and then looked at the light brown trousers that wrapped his slender legs, Qiao Wei suddenly had an imminent feeling The illusion of a generous death.

He unbuttoned the belt and trouser waist, slid his left hand down along the flexible waist, lifted Luo Wangshu's waist slightly, and gently took off the trousers with his right hand, the straight and white legs directly stimulated The brain is dizzy and excited.

His muscles were taut, and the veins bulging in his arms as he wrung the towel showed his restraint.

Qiao Wei recited the Qingxin mantra quickly in his heart, but the violent pain from his lower body still hit his brain one after another.He tightly pursed the corners of his mouth, tiny blood vessels appeared around his eyes, and his veins twitched, but the movements of his hands were still as gentle as before.

Wipe the person's body on the bed back and forth twice, and the sheets will inevitably be stained with a trace of dampness.

Qiao Wei finally couldn't bear it anymore and pulled the thin quilt on the other side, wrapped Luo Wangshu tightly, who was naked all over, leaned down, passed the edge of the thin quilt to his chin with his hands, and clasped the sides of his cheeks forcefully and gently , the thin lips involuntarily covered the slightly parted lips, and rubbed them along the lip lines, the tip of the tongue dexterously made a circle around the lip beads, and then slipped into the gap between the unsuspecting lips, easily pushing away Without clenched teeth, it went straight into the warm and moist mouth.

The sensitive mouth was invaded by outsiders, Luo Wangshu instinctively turned his head, and the tip of his tongue, which was wrapped in a faint wine smell, gently touched Qiao Wei's, trying to push out the part that did not belong to him.

Qiao Wei didn't want to disturb him too much, so he didn't dare to exert force with his hands to stop his movement, but moved along with him, and pressed their lips together more closely, curled them slightly around the tip of the other's tongue, and sucked it very lightly .

"Huh...?" Luo Wangshu frowned slightly, and snorted in doubt, as if he didn't understand why the things in his mouth continued to deal with him.

He tentatively exerted force in the opposite direction, competing with Qiao Wei in his own mouth.

This little force was not a hindrance to Qiao Wei, but it was enough to make his nerve endings tremble terribly.

He obediently let Luo Wangshu move the tip of his tongue around half a circle jerkyly, causing his lips to open a little, and the soft mucous membrane near the outer edge slowly brushed against Qiao Wei's lips, leaving an obvious moist touch .

The small lingering range is also enough to make a slight sound of water stains, just like the little guy in Qiao Wei's arms at this time, which is weak and weak.

It took Luo Wangshu a while to push the tip of Qiao Wei's aggressive tongue out of his mouth, his body turned around in the thin quilt, and the part from the tip of his nose was buried deep in the thin quilt, leaving only half of Qiao Wei's face nice silhouette.

Qiao Wei's breathing was astonishingly hot at this time, he leaned towards his temples, and dropped a series of light kisses, his lips slowly moved to the slightly red corners of his eyes, and kissed with the same care.

Luo Wangshu curled up, lying on the thin quilt in the most comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware that he was being frivolously and frivolously being watched by a scorching gaze, who had even rubbed him in the imaginary space. I have been bullied thousands of times.

Qiao Wei could clearly feel his temples start to throb.

He finally gave Luo Wangshu a kiss on the cheek as if venting his anger, and he was hugged into his arms, put him on another dry and tidy bed in the room, and put the pillow under his head.

On the other hand, he undid the buttons roughly, tore off the shirt, and walked away from the bed quickly. On the way, he stumbled and stepped on the edge of the basin, and his shoes and trousers were wet by the splashed water.

Taking care of cleaning up the mess on the ground, Qiao Wei went straight into the bathroom, threw the clothes in the clothes basket indiscriminately, raised her long legs and stepped into the bathtub, soaking her body completely in it.

The water in the bathtub was still the same as before, and it has completely cooled down now.

The temperature of the cold water and the scalding of the skin formed two extremes, but the former did not gradually calm the latter down, on the contrary, it was vaguely driven into a sense of warmth.

Qiao Wei sat up from the bathtub, brushed his five fingers through the bangs soaked in cold water and swiped back, wiped off the water droplets on his face, rested his arms on the wall of the tub, and put his palms on his forehead, breathing still a little rough.

It's just that no matter how much he tried to restrain his agitation, the long, flexible and white body was still lingering in front of his eyes, and even the lines of his muscles during his movements were particularly clear.

The tip of his tongue licked his dry lips, and the soft rubbing left by the little guy kept rehearsing in his mind.

Qiao Wei put his right hand down in a self-defeating manner, the action was rude and straightforward, the corners of his eyes were reddened by the fire, just to relieve the violent wind and surge in his body, without the slightest patience and skill.

The moment he releases it between his fingers, the first thing he thinks of is a pair of misty and wet eyes, the eyelashes are soaked with tears, the ends are slightly sticky, and the eyebrows above are frowned with pity because of the unbearable comfort. The corners of the eyes are flushed with wetness, echoing the cheeks of the same color.

Then came the soft and sweet lips that could not be closed tightly. Through the gap, the white teeth under the lips and the tempting tip of the tongue could be seen faintly, following the owner's breath and moving slightly.

This expression must be accompanied by a voice that is enough to make people lose their minds. It is slightly drunk and dazed, with a soft and glutinous sound that is rarely heard in ordinary times. Resounding in the dim room, the melody is so moving that it is not like ordinary sounds.

The white liquid was mixed in the bath water and was gradually diluted and washed away.

Qiao Wei gasped for a moment, stood up from the bathtub, unplugged the bathtub by the way, turned on the shower and water heater in the smell similar to chestnut flowers, and rinsed his body.

Before leaving the bathroom, Qiao Wei did not forget to fully open the window of the bathroom, so that the smell inside could dissipate as soon as possible.

He put on his bathrobe, retrieved the water basin beside the bed, cleaned up the wet water stains on the ground, picked up the clothes and pants that had been placed on another bed, folded them, hesitated for a moment, went to the balcony and called the hotel call the front desk and ask them to help them go to the store on the next street to buy two sets of clothes.

After hanging up the phone and walking back to the room, Qiao Wei realized that he hadn't checked Luo Wangshu's size yet, and only reported one based on the body he saw.He had no choice but to unfold the clothes and measure them with his fingers, and the size was almost the same as his visual measurement.

Qiao Wei chuckled slightly, and couldn't tell whether it was more helpless or more mocking at this time.

The sheets of this bed were so wet that it was impossible to sleep on.

Qiao Wei only left the light in the bathroom, and did not close the door. The light drew a non-standard square on the floor, reflecting the room with a faint light.

After setting the air conditioner to sleep mode, Qiao Wei lay beside Luo Wangshu on his side, and spread out the corners of the thin quilt wrapped around Luo Wangshu to avoid the possibility of stuffiness.

He leaned over to touch the tip of his nose, rubbed it lightly for a while, stretched out his hand to part the soft bangs on his forehead, pressed a small kiss, shook off the other quilt to cover him, and curled up on the edge of the bed, aggrieved. Half of the mattress has become Luo Wangshu's private domain.

Whether Qiao Wei's sleep quality is good or bad depends entirely on whether the Italian side is busy with work.

Although the time difference between China and Italy is not as reversed as that between China and the United States, six hours is enough to make people tired.

In order to cooperate with the project progress, Qiao Wei often needs to host video conferences late at night or even early in the morning. After the meeting, the content of the report must be reorganized and sorted out to prevent mistakes and omissions during the meeting.In many cases, it is difficult for him to even get a normal rest. His first few novels are almost written in a hurry during sleep time.

Qiao Wei didn't think of himself as a writer, and never thought that the so-called legendary writer's title was just a hat that was forced on him by outsiders.

In order to attract the little guy's attention from this country with a huge population, he must ensure that he has a chance to stand on the commanding heights of the crowd every year, which is why he insists on publishing a novel every year even though he is busy.

And the sharp culture with top-notch connections can always set off a hurricane of publicity, which is Qiao Wei's best choice.

As a cultural enterprise, Ruiyi Company is destined not to regard the pursuit of literature as its fundamental survival criterion, and profit is the eternal driving force.They themselves are unwilling to give up Qiao Wei's cash cow, and are better at seeking greater benefits from a commercial perspective on the basis of substantial benefits.

Each of Qiao Wei's novels goes on the market around the National Day in October. During this time, people of all walks of life welcome statutory holidays, and people are more willing to go to the streets during the season when the temperature is suitable.When they are faced with the promotion of a new work by a legendary author, the chances of buying it are much higher than those during the summer vacation.

The premise of all this is that Qiao Wei must hand in all the manuscripts before the end of the summer vacation.

Before meeting Luo Wangshu, even though Qiao Wei did not submit the manuscript on time before the deadline, she definitely did not delay the release of the novel and harm Ruiyi's interests. Guo Yi's so-called almost being blacklisted by the printing factory was just her exaggeration.

As for the column he once made the magazine open, that was the mistake of the new editorial assistant. Qiao Wei never agreed to write it, and it had nothing to do with his delay.

Does Qiao Wei want to delay the manuscript?Not necessarily, it's just that his own job makes it difficult for him to write with peace of mind like other writers.

Does Qiao Wei really want to make the other editor fearful of him every time he changes an editor?Not necessarily.

When he was dealing with the work at hand, or lying on the bed and fell asleep, the sharp-edged editor who had no jet lag troubled energetically dialed his phone, rang his doorbell, and slapped his door panel. Zhou Xuan's excellent editors always have a way for him to devote his energy to listening to their press releases.

Who knows what it's like to be forcibly woken up when you're mentally exhausted and just falling asleep.

After a long time, I am afraid that the director of Ruiyi has long forgotten that Qiao Wei is not a professional writer in the face of full interests, and the editor has also forgotten this point under the pressure of his superiors.

It's not that Qiao Wei didn't emphasize his situation to Ruiyi. Even without the editor's urging, he was able to submit the work within the most marginal deadline.However, Ruiyi felt uneasy about other writers who delayed the release of their novels before, so he couldn't help but not trust Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei is also a businessman, he understands Rui Yi's concerns, but he cannot allow his life to be disrupted.

Although his procrastination is bad, it is indeed a simple and effective method that can be done once and for all.What's more, he has also given different degrees of interest compensation to Ruiyi in other aspects, and there has never been a situation where one suffers more than the other.

Qiao Wei used Ruiyi's leading position in the industry to find Luo Wangshu, and Ruiyi used Qiao Wei to seek lucrative benefits. This is a mutually beneficial business relationship, not as pure as Luo Wangshu heard from the editorial department.

Qiao Wei doesn't like to stay up late, but only if he doesn't have a job.

In order to spend more time with Luo Wangshu in the farmhouse, he slept very late a few days ago. After returning to the apartment, he made a thorough decision on the autumn new products and copywriting design through a video conference, and fell into a coma all morning. Now he is lying beside Luo Wangshu Did not sleep well.

In his hazy consciousness, Qiao Wei felt something warm slowly approaching him.He didn't open his eyes, first he stretched out his hand to touch his bosom, the soft and delicate touch made him tremble suddenly, and he woke up instantly.

Qiao Wei looked down, Luo Wangshu didn't know when he got under his quilt, and slept soundly against his chest.

His left hand was pressing on the other person's bare back, his right arm was under the head of this person, and he could even feel a long straight white leg resting on his knee.

Qiao Wei: "..."

... Do you really think that he is Liu Xiahui who can sit still in his arms?