Stop fishing, can't stand it

Song Xueyan: I'm a little uneasy.

The wind from late summer to autumn blows through the high-rise buildings, blowing a layer of dull sobbing.

Song Xueyan opened her eyes, and the person beside her was sleeping soundly, her dark pupils and sharp eye curves were closed tightly at this moment, making this young and handsome face only look gentle.

Song Xueyan tilted her head and stared at Yan Qi for a long time. He tasted satisfaction in the wind, but it was replaced by more vain greed.What he wants is no longer just Yan Qi coming to him, talking to him, having a meal, or smiling at each other after eye contact, he wants more.

For many years to come, he wanted to hear Yan Qi say good night to him before going to bed, and he wanted to say good morning to Yan Qi after waking up.

Song Xueyan was sunken in the soft pillowcase, Yan Qi still had no signs of waking up, so he slightly raised his upper body, and carefully got into the quilt.

It was too dark there, Song Xueyan had no choice but to reach out and grope, grasp, and try her best to find what she wanted.

It was the first time for him to do such a thing, both his nerves and body were very tense, and sometimes he couldn't control himself, so he used too much force, and the next second he came back to his senses, apologized and panicked, and withdrew his strength like atonement.

Yan Qi woke up faintly, his whole body was immersed in the sticky heat/tide. He turned his head, and the person who should have been sleeping next to him was gone, instead, he was bulging high under the quilt.

A very embarrassing sound of swallowing/swallowing came from under the quilt, Yan Xi clenched the corner of the quilt tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out in a ferocious shape.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Xueyan felt the quilt on her body lighten, and then lifted him up with one hand and put him on her body.Song Xueyan raised her head, the corners of her mouth couldn't close, and she spoke in a low voice, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Yan Qi caressed his red lips with his fingers, and when he spread his palms, Song Xueyan obediently rubbed them up, like a whining cat.

Yan Qi felt that this was not a blessing in the morning, but a kind of sweet torture. He pressed Song Xueyan to a point away from his face, "Spit it out."

Song Xueyan's eyes turned red, and she looked at Yan Qi when she heard the words, her moist eyelashes trembled for a moment, her Adam's apple rolled up and down under Yan Qi's disbelieving gaze, and then she kissed Yan Qi's face deeply.He said proudly, "Eat it."

"Fuck." Yan Qi cursed in a low voice, grabbed Song Xueyan's slender neck, and threw him onto the pillow with all his strength.Song Xueyan was startled, and before she had time to speak, she felt a chill on the side of her legs, and the soft white ice silk trousers were ripped off, barely hanging on.

"I still have to work later." Yan Qi leaned over to Song Xueyan's ear, "I didn't intend to do anything to you."

When the words fell to the ground, Song Xueyan's knees softened, and he straightened the slightly wrinkled bed surface. He felt the familiar heat slipping through his legs with terrifying force.He wanted to turn around, but his neck was pressed against the pillow by Yan Qi's palm, so he begged softly: "Yan Qi..."

Yan Qi pressed his forehead against the back of his head, his voice gradually became hoarse, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Song Xueyan didn't understand why Yan Qi asked this question, he thought hard, but couldn't figure it out, finally shook his head and remained silent, his hair trembling randomly on the pillow.

"The one-month period has come." Yan Qi sniffed the mint fragrance in Song Xueyan's hair, "You haven't returned the product, and you can't return it in the future. From today on, you are mine, and I am yours. You If you don't want me, I'll kill you."

Song Xueyan whimpered and said, "Why are you so fierce?"

"It was you who provoked me first." Yan Qi's speech speed increased with the movement, hitting Song Xueyan's eardrums hard and hard, "When we first met, you were the one who hugged me first, and you were the one who kissed me first Yes, you seduced/led me, and you are responsible."

Song Xueyan stretched out her hand to hit him, but her wrist was held and pressed against the pillow, "That's work..."

"I didn't ask you to kiss me at work, so this is your frivolous/frivolous behavior to me by taking advantage of work." Yan Qi said, leaving a bright red and moist flower on the back of Song Xueyan's neck .

Song Xueyan didn't have the energy to question his behavior any more, she just said something vaguely, but Yan Qi couldn't hear clearly, so she leaned over to question him.Song Xueyan shook her head, and refused to speak carefully, Yan Qi played tricks, causing Song Xueyan to blush from face to chest.

"Ask you?" Yan Qi took the opportunity to ask, "What were you talking about?"

Song Xueyan's eyelashes were wet, she closed her eyes and refused to look at him, she murmured, "It's hot..."

Yan Qi smiled and said, "Is that all?"

"No...not." Song Xueyan could no longer speak, and could only tremble slightly.

The first late summer rain poured down, quickly sweeping across the sky in Nandu.

The rain fell heavily at first, and the sound of smashing windows and the ground made people upset, but then it gradually became finer, and it felt a bit quiet and desolate.The rain stopped in the afternoon, the sun just had time to come out, and it fell silently again in the evening.

Song Xueyan had just finished filming a scene, and was sitting on the steps in the main hall playing with her mobile phone.That guy Fu Yanle was having a blast outside, and he couldn't bear to come back, so he could only ring the alarm for Song Xueyan, while sending him all kinds of delicious and fun photos at any time.

Song Xueyan selected a few dishes, and ordered Fu Yanle to bring him a gift back, and said that he would ask Yan Qi to cook some side dishes to express his gratitude.

Yan Le: [Tch, whoring ghost! (Cold-eyed jpg)]

Fu Yanle has always been a big fan of emoticons, but Song Xueyan has never seen this real-life emoticon donated by Yu Jingchen today.

He typed to express his condemnation: "Mr. Yu knows that you secretly photographed him as an emoji?"

Yan Le: "He knows, because I often send him (hee hee) and he secretly took pictures of me making emoticons, which is too much. Fortunately, my face is resistant to blows, otherwise I can afford to lose my face?"

【This is my unique emoji package, I will not spread it. I usually only post this to you and Aqi, because I know you two will not spread it. If it is sent to Lu Minghe’s grandson, I’m afraid he can’t help but spread it. , Brother Chen took the dog's head. 】

[You don't understand the fun of this kind of couple emoticons! 】

"How could I not understand?" Song Xueyan curled her lips and retorted: "I also have a partner, okay?"

Yan Le: [Then why don't you take out some beautiful photos of your partner (Fu Yanle twisted ass jpg)]

Song Xueyan felt her eyes were hot, but she didn't want to admit defeat, so she immediately picked out a photo of Yan Qi rolling her eyes from the photo album, edited a row of text with the photo editing function of the mobile phone, sent it over, and said: "Wait, I'll go back tonight and make a complete set."

"Teacher Song!"

Yan Qi flew into the hall like a moth, and under Fang Zhouji's disgusted eyes, he moved all the way to Song Xueyan's side, and took a look, "Okay, you actually want to make an emoji behind my back?"

"You've seen it all, so it's not considered cheating on you." Song Xueyan stretched out her hand and patted his face, "Isn't it on the studio next door? Why did you come here?"

"I'm off the show, I won't wait for you to go back to the hotel tonight." Song Xueyan glanced over, and Yan Qi quickly explained, "One of my elders is going to celebrate his birthday, and I made an appointment for him in Feiyuzhai earlier. A birthday gift, I have to go to get it later, and then go to the birthday banquet by the way. I have already asked Director Fang for leave, and I will not come to the set tomorrow."

Song Xueyan nodded, "I see, be careful." After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized, "Then we won't see each other for a week? I'm going to shoot the location tomorrow afternoon."

Yan Qi propped his chin, looked at him and said, "What? You can't bear to part with me? Did you start to miss me before we parted? Do you think that in a week, you will surely live like a year? Do you want me not to leave? Be by your side all the time?"

Fang Zhouji: "Can you two get out?"

The staff present: "Can you treat us like outsiders?"

The thickness of Song Xueyan's skin can be changed at any time. At this time, his mood is exactly as Yan Qi said, he is not in the mood to be shy at all, and he is too lazy to argue with others. He just subconsciously grabbed Yan Qi's sleeve and said: "you……"

"I will miss you." Yan Qi raised his chin with his fingertips, leaned closer and said, "Video call with you every day, collect all seven videos, and you can summon Shenlong."

Song Xueyan secretly scolded herself for being a hypocrite, and said stubbornly: "What kind of dragon will really put gold on your face, you are a little swallow."

"You're right, I'm a little swallow." Yan Xi kissed Song Xueyan's nose, then moved up to the center of her brow, and said in a low voice, "I, a little swallow, will return to Song Xueyan soon." under the roof of the house, okay?"

"No, what does it have to do with the Song family." Song Xueyan pursed her lips and whispered, "It's under Song Xueyan's roof."

Yan Qi fell in love with his appearance, and quickly complied, and kissed him lip to lip for another half a minute, before reluctantly leaving, Fang Zhouji even kicked him before leaving.

Song Xueyan sat on the stairs and looked in the direction of the entrance of the hall. She couldn't look back for a long time until——

Fang Zhouji ordered the palace door to be closed, and said mercilessly, "Next game, get ready!"

Yan Qi drove to Feiyuzhai.

Feiyuzhai is a hundred-year-old brand in Nandu. It has everything from ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, to antiques and jade wares.The boss this time is Du Jiuwei. In addition to his vocation, he learned the craft of making clothes from Yan Qi's grandmother. When he was a child, he and Yan Qi became pen pals separated by time and space.

The two hairless boys sent letters back and forth, and the topics were just that: today I was beaten by my dad, tomorrow I beat my dad, today I was kicked out of the house, tomorrow I kicked me Dad kicked out of the house, the poor one is Du Jiuwei, and the arrogant one must be Yan Qi.

Yan Qi stepped into the shop door, went straight to the counter, stretched out his hand to lift the newspaper covering Du Jiuwei's face, and then kicked the chair leg, "A thief is here! Steal money—"

"Fuck! Who would kill a thousand dollars and dare to steal my money!" Du Jiuwei jumped up suddenly, picked up the abacus on his lap, and smashed it on Yan Xi's forehead, Yan Xi twisted his wrist, and sat back on the rocking chair .

"It's really useless." Yan Qi pouted.

"I stayed here for half an hour just to wait for you. Do you know how much you can earn in half an hour?" Du Jiuwei stood up, carefully put down the jade abacus, and beckoned, "Follow me upstairs."

The two went up to the second floor, Du Jiuwei went to get things, Yan Qi casually leaned against the display cabinet, and looked down at the shelves full of jade bracelets and bracelets.In the blink of an eye, the sapphire bracelet on Song Xueyan's wrist came into mind, and that lingering sense of familiarity came to mind again.

The author says:

宋雪檐：后背一凉。感谢在2022-06-1921:57:57-2022-06-2020:25:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!