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It was a soft and lingering kiss, just like Ning Xi's.

Liang Xinhe turned his head sideways, and wrapped his hands around her neck, while Ning Xi pinched her glasses with one hand, and wrapped her arms around her back with the other.

The lips of the two did not penetrate deeply, but touched lightly and gently.

After parting, they hugged each other, feeling each other's rapid heartbeat and body temperature.

"When are you going to start writing?" Liang Xinhe first broke the silence and asked softly.

"Well, after the contract is signed, I have to spend some time to sort it out before writing it." Ning Xi's voice was also low.

The posture was too long and the body was uncomfortable. They adjusted it a little, sat on the sofa next to each other, and talked face to face.

"Then do you have any habits when you concentrate on writing?"

"...Need a lot of alone time." Ning Xi paused, looking at her with regret.

"Yeah, I understand." Liang Xinhe smiled with relief, "You haven't published a new book for a long time, I think readers are looking forward to it."

"The past two years have not been in good condition." Ning Xi's long eyelashes drooped, and she began to turn the glasses in her hands unconsciously.

Her slender and white fingers turned her glasses and unconsciously meditated. Liang Xinhe was crazy for a few seconds, and hurriedly collected himself, and asked: "Did I influence your decision? Did you agree to adapt "Long Night" because of me?" "of?"

"I've seen that movie too, and I really like it," Ning Xi looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "Of course there are reasons for you."

When Yu Bei told her, he was worried that she would not agree, because some writers would mind writing other people's adaptations and prefer to create their own.

On the phone, she tried to persuade her tactfully: "First of all, the box office of the movie is very good. The director and actors are well-known. As long as the book is published, it will definitely sell well, and the royalties are quite generous. The most important thing is Yes, the director is also very satisfied with you, he has also read your book, of course, if you mind, I can still reject it."

Ning Xi smiled: "I understand, I'll tell you after I ask my girlfriend's opinion."

"Oh, okay, wait..." Yu Bei almost bit his tongue, "It's the first time you've told me about your relationship status, wow you...then I, I'll wait for your news."

Putting down the phone, Ning Xi actually agreed.

In the past, it didn't matter to her alone, she didn't have to worry about feeding the whole family by herself, and her savings amount was not bad, but now that she has Liang Xinhe, it's always right to earn more money.

Liang Xinhe smiled and hugged her waist: "I'm so happy."

Ning Xi put her arm around her shoulder, and when she wanted to put on her glasses with the other hand, Liang Xinhe stopped her: "Wait."

She leaned over and kissed her lips: "Kiss again."

Ning Xi paused when she wanted to put on glasses, and responded gently to her.

Liang Xinhe was wondering if the kiss was familiar once or twice, this time the kiss felt a little hotter than the last time, the closer they got, the faster the heartbeat.

Ning Xi's glasses were unknowingly put aside by her, and gradually, the lips of the two opened in a lingering way, blending into each other little by little.

Ning Xi hummed lightly, Liang Xinhe's heart trembled violently, and he felt a little weak.

The breath of the two was unsteady, and they were slightly separated, with a thin blush on each other's cheeks.

Silently, they looked at each other lingeringly.

"Xinhe..." Ning Xi called her name in a low voice, but only after calling, she stretched out her fingers and touched her cheek.

Liang Xinhe smiled: "You seem to like touching my face very much."

"Your pear dimple is very cute." Ning Xi's soft fingertips gently touched her face.

"Oh~" Liang Xinhe was a little shy, but couldn't help laughing.

Ning Xi stared at her, touched the back of her head with his palm, gently embraced her, and kissed her dimple with his lower lips.

Liang Xinhe took a breath, pressed her cheek against her, and the two kissed together again.

The light flickered slightly, Liang Xinhe was a little dazed, felt that the two people's clothes were rubbing against each other, and her heartbeat was also very fast, she thought she was wearing a nightgown with only a thin white bottom shirt inside.

She wrapped her arms around Ning Xi's neck, pulled her over, and heard her or her hurried voice.

The breath of each other expanded in the earlobes and necks of both sides... Liang Xinhe's back was pressed to the edge of the sofa...

Panting for breath, she raised her head, and for a moment, she seemed to feel the warmth of Ning Xi's palm spreading over her waist...

She was agitated.

The light became blurred, and Liang Xinhe felt a long-lost secret longing in his body, but there was a rational voice in his head: Could it be too soon...

However, it seems that it is also possible, if Ning Xi wants to...

However, it seems that she hasn't been like this for a long time, and she doesn't know what's going on with Ning Xi...

Wait, she hasn't taken off her clothes in front of others for a long time... But fortunately, she has been taking care of herself, and she has never stopped taking body milk...

Her thoughts were messed up, she wanted to get involved but was afraid of getting involved, her body language became tense, and it was obvious that Ning Xi also stopped her movements at this time.

Liang Xinhe opened his eyes and looked at her, but Ning Xi looked aside, as if avoiding her sight.

She let out a breath and sat up straight.

Both were sitting shoulder to shoulder just a little distance apart, and the light silently enveloped their silence.

Liang Xinhe secretly glanced at Ning Xi, and for a moment couldn't understand her thoughts.

Is it still a burden for her to have their further intimacy?

Maybe so?

Liang Xinhe's heart was sore for a moment, after a moment of silence, his heart was still soft, and he quietly reached out and held her hand.

Ning Xi shook her body, turned her body slightly, and looked over. She was not wearing glasses, and the apology in her eyes became clearer.

It's ok.

it's OK.

Liang Xinhe's dimples opened towards her shallowly, and he held her hand tightly.

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