Please lick the cp of me and the director

There were four photos in total, and Qiu Yang bought four photo frames, not many of them.

Shen Ningruo looked at the wooden photo frame in front of her and blinked her eyes. When she just came in, she focused all her attention on Qiu Yang. She didn't notice that Qiu Yang was carrying a bag in his hand, but even if she saw it , she will not know that there are photo frames inside.

She pursed her lips that were moist after taking a bath, and after several seconds passed, she whispered, "Thank you."

The volume was slightly low and heavy, and it was deeply engraved in Shen Ningruo's heart. She suddenly remembered that since she met Qiu Yang, she had a lot of happiness that she never had before.

Before, she always felt that she was acting as a tool for Qiu Yang, and she always felt that she was helping Qiu Yang unilaterally, but for her, Qiu Yang was just meeting her own needs.

But she didn't realize the most important point until now, what Qiu Yang brought her was not only the pleasure in bed, but more spiritual.

So this "thank you" is not just about thanking the photos and frames.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Qiu Yang bent the corners of her lips, wanting to change the slightly heavy atmosphere, so Qiu Yang raised his head and took off the towel wrapped around Shen Ningruo's head: "I'll wipe it for you. one time."

She said with a worried tone, "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, Director Shen."

Shen Ningruo's eyes were sore again, she looked at Qiu Yang who was close at hand, without thinking about anything, she grabbed Qiu Yang's wrist based on her feeling, she raised her eyes, and looked at Qiu Yang with a somewhat astonished expression, His lips parted: "I'll do it myself."

She felt a little sorry for being taken care of by Qiu Yang like this, not to mention that Qiu Yang was sad because of her today.

Shen Ningruo felt even more sorry.

Qiu Yang's wrist was still pinched by her, and when she heard her say that, he sighed softly, and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long." Shen Ningruo let go of her hand and wiped her hair.

"Three hours?" Qiu Yang asked the data with some uncertainty.

The response I got was Shen Ningruo's voice: "Yes."

Qiu Yang was dumbfounded for a moment, she looked at Shen Ningruo's drooping eyelashes, and after thinking for a while, she explained: "I will go to my senior sister's appointment after get off work in the afternoon, she is in a bad mood, I..."

"I'm not in a good mood either."

"After dinner with her, I went to KTV. I didn't take out my phone, and I didn't hear the ringtone."

"I'm not intentional……"

Before the three words "not answering" could be said, Shen Ningruo put her arms around Qiu Yang's waist and printed her lips on it.

She knew that Qiu Yang would not deliberately not answer the phone, because Qiu Yang was such a polite and well-behaved lamb.

But Shen Ningruo still clearly remembered her worry and sorrow at that time, she really...

I don't want to experience it anymore.

Without the phone contact with Qiu Yang, the two of them seemed to have completely cut off everything, as if they had returned to before they knew each other, each staying in their own world.

This taste is too difficult, she doesn't want to taste it again.

Shen Ningruo has never done this before, so now she has an inexplicable illusion of finding something lost.

She also wanted to kiss Qiu Yang very much, and hid all her experiences in this kiss, telling Qiu Yang secretly.

She dared not speak out, dare not speak out her feelings.

It was also today that Shen Ningruo suddenly realized.

It took Qiu Yang 24 days to forget Tao Sixian, but after half a month of contact with Qiu Yang, she fell in love with Qiu Yang.

The people she thinks about during the day and the people she reads at night are all Qiu Yang.

It takes a long time to forget, but heartbeat does not need, heartbeat can be a moment and a second.

Shen Ningruo knew this clearly.

Qiu Yang was a little surprised by Shen Ningruo's approach, but she still didn't reject it, so she was stunned for two seconds, then grabbed Shen Ningruo's arm, and responded to the gentle kiss.

Today's mood fluctuates a lot, and now kissing Shen Ningruo feels comforted, so she becomes more involved.

But Shen Ningruo's hair hadn't been blown yet, so she was still a little worried, so she pushed Shen Ningruo's tongue out after a while, and the two separated a little.

Qiu Yang frowned: "Blow dry your hair first."

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Shen Ningruo kissed Qiu Yang again, and then stood up obediently.

Qiu Yang took the hair dryer out of the bathroom and went to take a shower by himself.

If Shen Ningruo was blowing her hair outside, her hair was curly and curly, and she was blowing it slowly. The bottle was secretly watching from the side, and she looked at it several times.

When the blowing was almost over, Shen Ningruo turned off the hair dryer, looked at the confined bathroom, walked to the bottle, and patted the bottle on the head like Qiu Yang did.

The bottle didn't hide either, probably because Shen Ningruo used Qiu Yang's toiletries, so it didn't feel strange, and when Shen Ningruo took pictures of it, it squinted its eyes, enjoying itself.

Qiu Yang didn't wash his hair, and when he came out of the bathroom, he saw Shen Ningruo interacting with the bottle. When Shen Ningruo heard the doorman's movement, he turned around, and the corners of his lips twitched: "I touched it."

"...It will always let you touch it." Qiu Yang laughed, the bottle has a good temper, and will not hide from strangers, if it senses the kindness of the other party, it will make people rua at will.

Shen Ningruo: "...Oh."

Shen Ningruo explained embarrassingly: "I was bitten by a wild cat when I was a child, and I was a little scared."

"Did you get the injection?" Qiu Yang walked towards her and asked.

Shen Ningruo stood up: "Yes."

"So there is a psychological shadow."

"It's late."

"Go to sleep."

After Qiu Yang finished speaking, he turned off the light in the living room, and opened the door of the bedroom, and the light inside ran out to illuminate their way.

The bottle consciously went to the climbing frame to stay, without the slightest thought of following in.

It's already 11:30, and both of them have to go to work tomorrow, Qiu Yang lifted the quilt first, and Shen Ningruo also lay down.

"Is your back sore today?" Shen Ningruo turned over, facing Qiu Yang, and asked softly.

Qiu Yang moved his waist: "It's okay."

Qiu Yang turned his head and paused: "But if you still want to press it for me, I won't stop you."

The meaning of these words could not be more obvious.

Shen Ningruo moved her throat, "Yes" for a moment: "Then I'll give you a massage."

As she spoke, she was about to stretch her hand under the quilt towards Qiu Yang, but before she could touch Qiu Yang, the other party leaned over and pressed her under him.

I can't see anything clearly in the dark, but I can clearly feel the eyes of the other party.

There is no light and there is no light advantage, you can hear each other's breathing.

Qiu Yang didn't say anything, and slowly lowered his head, his hair also fell down, hanging on Shen Ningruo's face and neck.

Some itchy.

At the end of the last kiss, she said "dry your hair first", so naturally there is "after".

Now is the follow-up.

Qiu Yang now has Shen Ningruo's somewhat embarrassed appearance tonight in his mind, she actually doesn't know why Shen Ningruo values ​​her emotions so much, and even waited for her at the door for three hours to apologize.

But if Shen Ning didn't need to apologize, Qiu Yang knew it was his fault.

She obviously worked very hard, but it still takes a little more time before she doesn't care.

Shen Ningruo endured Qiu Yang's kiss, she wrapped her hands around Qiu Yang's waist, and her throat rolled several times between her lips and tongue and Qiu Yang's back and forth.

After a while, Qiu Yang raised her head. Panting slightly, she lowered her head again. This time, she kissed Shen Ningruo's chin, and then her warm lips moved down again.

"Shen Ningruo." Qiu Yang called her at this moment.

"Huh?" Shen Ningruo lost control, and her voice was a little tactful.

"It's not about paying off the debt tonight." Qiu Yang raised his leg and pushed the quilt to the side.

If Shen Ning didn't hesitate: "Okay."

With Shen Ningruo's eyes closed, all her body's reactions were extremely sharp. Her head was resting on the pillow, and there was a faint fragrance from the tip of her nose, which was similar to that of Qiu Yang.

This fragrance seemed to have other effects, it made her feel for Qiu Yang bigger and bigger, she couldn't help it, and responded enough.

After a while, Shen Ningruo felt a little uncomfortable, she swallowed, and shouted: "Little sheep."

"Ok?"

"I..." Shen Ningruo still had a sliver of reason, and held back what she wanted to say, and finally said with a trembling voice.

"I……"

"I'm not good at it."

She is out of control.