shallow to deep

Ai Qian lay in the crook of Qin Zishuang's arms, feeling a little weak all over her body, and everything just now seemed to remain in her memory like an illusion, which made her a little unbelievable.

The point is, she was the one who was eager to get ahead of this matter, but it was herself who couldn't bear it in the end.

As night fell and the moonlight hung high, Qin Zishuang opened the window a little, allowing the wind to blow in unscrupulously, blowing away the curtains and blowing their hair.

Ai Qian held a lock of Qin Zishuang's hair in her hand, a small lock was slightly curly, and it could form a curve on her fingers without twisting it around.

She blew on the end of her hair, looked at her hair and asked, "Qin Zishuang, are you waiting for me to grow up?"

Ai Qian said this casually, but after she said it, she thought about it again. This incident did not have a source. Someone taught her well about the conclusion of being 20 years old when she was in her third year of high school.

Qin Zishuang didn't answer, Ai Qian turned around and saw that she was resting with her eyes closed and her head propped on one hand.

Ai Qian asked softly, "Sleeping?"

She saw Qin Zishuang open his mouth: "No."

Ai Qian asked, "Why didn't you answer me?"

Qin Zishuang slowly opened his eyes, and asked back with a curl of his mouth, "How should I answer?"

Ai Qian thought about it for a while, maybe she should say, yes, I'm waiting for you to grow up, so what are those just now?

"But you asked that." She changed her position and let Ai Qian lean against her, and said, "I really didn't think so early, after all, you are still young."

After hearing this, Ai Qian was puzzled, turned around to look at her, and said doubtfully, "You're still young, so what?"

Qin Zishuang sighed, reached out and touched her bangs first, then frowned slightly and stroked her hair, "Why is it so messy." It was like a bird's nest.

Ai Qian looked up after hearing this, and blew on Liu Hai by the way, "It's not you, you've been moving me."

After she finished speaking, she swallowed her saliva, blushed by the way, and before Qin Zishuang could react, she turned over and lay down again, coughing and coughing in her heart, "So? You haven't said it yet, my little one, and then what?"

She heard a sigh from someone behind her, and then her chin rested on her head.

Qin Zishuang: "It's you who are worried. You met me when you were young and ignorant. I'm afraid that when you grow up, you will find out that this is a wrong decision."

Ai Qian's heart skipped a beat, she gritted her teeth in deep thought, and replied in a low voice, "You also said that I was young and ignorant, and you bribed me when I was ignorant. I don't have the heart to judge others."

Qin Zishuang smiled: "It's better to buy it. You haven't stepped out of the society, you haven't experienced how exciting the outside world is, maybe you will like the feasting, maybe you will like the rural peach blossom, after you experience it once , you may find that Qin Zishuang is a very boring person."

Ai Qian blinked: "So you mean, you are actually protecting me?"

Qin Zi pinched her ears and nodded.

Ai Qian lowered her eyebrows: "Then do you regret it?"

Qin Zishuang laughed: "Why should I regret it? I sent it to my door."

Ai Qian gritted her teeth, pinched her waist, and was very satisfied to hear her painful inhalation.

It's not easy to joke when it's so sensational, okay?

She pursed her lips, but still said: "Don't worry, auntie, I promise I won't leave you. I'm not the kind of person who isn't specific."

Qin Zishuang sneered after hearing this.

Ai Qian turned to face her: "Why, don't you believe me?"

Qin Zishuang sounded perfunctory: "I believe."

Ai Qian gave her a white look.

Qin Zishuang laughed in a low voice, the night is still long, this time is the most suitable for whispering, Ai Qian really loves this feeling, even if the two of them don't say a word, she can still feel the warmth.

It was like a ray of sunlight in a snowy winter day, only shining on her sitting on the wicker chair, lazily not wanting to move.

Ai Qian asked: "Aunt Zishuang, what do you think of the fact that I fell in love before the age of 20?"

Qin Zishuang laughed when he heard that, lay on his side and looked at her face to face, stretched out his hand to pinch her nose: "I am very tolerant, I must accept it in a reasonable way."

Ai Qian giggled: "What if it's someone else?"

Qin Zishuang denied: "No."

Ai Qian's smile deepened: "Others are 20 years old?"

Qin Zishuang: "No."

Ai smiled and hid in Qin Zishuang's arms, and said: "Ge De once said that if one person is buried in another's heart, then any small details of the other party will become exclusive."

After she finished speaking, she said, "Qin Zishuang, you..."

Qin Zishuang interrupted her: "You are my exclusive."

Ai Qian giggled a few times, reached out to interlock her fingers, and rubbed her palm and her fingers with her thumb.

her fingers.

A girl with a small voice suddenly sounded in her mind, like a radio station, the girl said: "What nimble fingers."

Ai swallowed slightly.

However, Qin Zi held her hand back as if he had a feeling, looked at her closely with his eyebrows bent and asked, "Have you had enough rest?"

Ai Qian: "Huh?"

Qin Zishuang moved closer: "The night is long."