After the top green tea is worn to the love

In the late summer and early autumn, the evening begins to cool down.

It’s not getting dark as early as in winter, and the sky as a whole is a dreamy blue-purple. The golden-red sunset here is mixed in the darker and darker sky, and the moon on the other side is up early.

It stands to reason that it is too early to turn on the indoor lights now, but Meng Ziqing's habit of turning on the lights as soon as he got home caused the pure white light in the room to be mixed with a bit of broken golden sunlight that slipped in through the blinds, making him cold and indifferent. There is a little more ambiguity in Pingran's style that shouldn't be there.

In the room, Meng Ziqing was surrounded by Qin Yue on the sofa. Although the surroundings were bright, she could only be in the shadow of Qin Yue's embrace.

Qin Yue didn't hug her, but just attached himself to look at her.

There was no physical contact between them, but because the distance was too close, their breathing was mixed together.

The cloth touched the air due to the ups and downs of breathing, causing Meng Ziqing to feel a little tingling and itching on the skin for no reason.

For a moment, Meng Ziqing didn't know whether he should move or not.

She was forced to look at Qin Yue.

Those beautiful blue eyes seem to hide the sea inside, seemingly peaceful, but full of mystery and danger, making people addicted to it and unable to protect themselves.

After a long time, Meng Ziqing still spoke.

"Sister, you said that you can bear a lot of things."

The distance between the two is too close now, the sense of danger makes Meng Ziqing's heart beat faster, so Meng Ziqing is begging.

She is asking Qin Yue to let her go.

"Sister, don't be like this, I'm afraid." Meng Xi's pure black eyes were full of water vapor, looking very pitiful, "Sister, please let me go, my face hurts from being pinched by you."

"pain……"

Meng Ziqing called her sister pitifully, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and there were teardrops hanging on them, her bright red lips were biting lightly, her crying was very beautiful and painful.

Also very acting form.

Look at her, even in this situation, she still wants to get away with it.

Meng Ziqing wanted to spend the night in another way, never to return to Qin Yue's serious talk, but she didn't want to use this way of forced love.

she is afraid...

She was afraid that Qin Yue would play with her to death.

But this roundabout way is a kind of resistance in Qin Yue's eyes.

After all, Meng Ziqing still didn't take her seriously.

She didn't even want to find a reason to perfuse her, explain why she didn't talk to her these days.

Meng Ziqing was not even willing to give her the word "busy".

She just didn't want to continue with her.

"A liar with superb acting skills." Qin Yue felt chills in his heart.

"I remember you weren't so obedient when you were really crying." Qin Yue's cold voice became colder for no reason, and her slightly pale and slender fingers caressed Meng Ziqing's face, gradually reaching down to her fragile neck, " You really looked like a child when you cried, but not as good-looking as you are now."

Qin Yue quickly refuted her words.

The fingers with a little bit of coldness swam around the neck like a cold snake, and their strength became a little stronger, leaving little light red marks.

She choked for breath, her eyes widened slightly, and the tears really fell down, pattering onto the back of Qin Yue's hands.

The trembling feeling brought about by the danger of life sent a chill down Meng Ziqing's back.

Meng Zun was trembling all over, she raised her hand and put it on Qin Yue's, and clenched it tightly, and immediately squeezed Qin Yue's hand with red finger marks.

Breathing tremblingly, with suppressed anger, "Qin Yue, take your fucking hands away."

"Place these paws wherever you want, don't put them on my neck." Meng Ziqing warned.

Because of Qin Yue's touch, the pretense moisture in her eyes completely disappeared, and the fierceness in her eyes was revealed, she looked like a wild cat that had been pretending to be obedient and failed.

"Finally stopped pretending?" Qin Yue felt a little happier now, she grabbed Meng Ziqing's hands and pushed Meng Ziqing onto the sofa.

Meng Ziqing was too late to react, and when she did, Qin Yue raised her hand above her head without hesitation, and Qin Yue put her other hand on her waist casually.

The cold female voice that came from my ear was too frivolous and playful, "Unfortunately, I thought you would continue to pretend to cry and beg me to let go, darling."

"roll……"

Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue's physical strength and body are a bit different, and now she is forced to be pressed by Qin Yue on the sofa like a fish, not knowing how to move.

She tried to struggle, but was forced down by Qin Yue in a second.

Qin Yue said coolly, "Give up, no matter in strength or stature, you can't beat me."

Because of the struggle, the fair face of the woman on the sofa turned rouge, her eyes were moist, but her brows were stubbornly furrowed together, and her rosy lips were tightly pursed.

Seeing that he was struggling, Meng Ziqing could only explain plainly.

"I didn't mean to hide from you, sister, you misunderstood."

"I've been busy with work recently, and I'm still an aunt. I'm in a bad mood, so I didn't hide from you."

"It's because there are too many external and internal factors on my side, and I don't want to bring negative emotions to you." Meng Ziqing lied without blinking.

"Pfft——" Qin Yue couldn't help laughing when she heard her say this, and the hand on her waist slowly moved upwards, gliding wantonly on Meng Ziqing's trembling skin, and slid to her heart.

Meng Ziqing's heart beat faster, but her body softened a bit, her face was as beautiful as a cloud, and her indifferent eyes became dodgy.

Even if the whole body is soft, you have to be firm, "Qin Yue, I said that I didn't mean to ignore you on purpose, you can let me go now."

Let go quickly.

It's so close now...

"Ah……"

Qin Yue leaned down a little more, put her ear to Meng Ziqing's heart, and quietly listened to Meng Ziqing's heartbeat faster than usual, and closed her eyes in enjoyment, "My dear, I just I would love to hear you tell me that."

"Just lie to me like this, you don't even need sweet words, just give me a reason, give me a reason why you didn't see the news..." Qin Yue slowly opened her eyes, and she lightly bit Meng Ziqing. button of his clothes, "Unfortunately..."

"It's late now."

"You don't have any meaning, so you don't have it. I have it."

"I have a lot of thoughts about Qingqing." Qin Yue's eyes were full of lust, she looked at Meng Ziqing, like a deep-sea mermaid who doesn't understand etiquette watching a long-awaited delicacy.

His fingers slipped dishonestly into the hem of his clothes, as if doing comforting activities before a meal, meticulous in every detail.

Qin Yue didn't want to explain anything anymore, she just wanted to wipe Meng Xi clean.

Between wives and wives, it is natural to fight at the head of the bed and fight at the end of the bed. Since there are conflicts before, they will all be found on the bed.

After I get it back, I will explain the others slowly.

Meng Ziqing's eyes froze for a moment when he heard Qin Yue's heartfelt thoughts. How can Qin Yue, a woman with a sick mind, be so fickle.

She is the one who wants to explain, and she is the one who wants to do nothing without explaining.

In less than 3 minutes, I changed my mind eight hundred times.

It's too late to listen to it!

What kind of fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, she and what, just go to death!

She could tell that Qin Yue wanted to fuck her this time.

"I don't want..." Before Meng Ziqing finished his refusal, he felt a chill on his wrist in the next second.

"Crack-"

The icy metal touch was almost chilling to the bone, because of the crisp sound of the chains colliding brought out by the movement, Meng Ziqing's waist was already stiff, she looked up in disbelief, and a touch of silvery white was reflected in her eyes.

Qin Yue actually took advantage of the few seconds when Meng Ziqing was in a daze, and for her own convenience, she handcuffed Meng Ziqing's hands.

The silver-white handcuffs are small and exquisite, and they are firmly handcuffed to Meng Ziqing's hands at this moment. Meng Ziqing's eyes widened, but he saw the satisfied smile on Qin Yue's lips.

There was a blush on the pale cheeks of the cold woman, but the soft eyes were strangely sick, and the cheerful smile hurt Meng Ziqing's eyes even more.

There is no such thing as handcuffs in her house. This is Qin Yue's preparation for her visit this time.

Qin Yue...

Really good job.

"Qin Yue..." Meng Ziqing was already mad with anger, her chest was heaving violently, "I advise you for the last time, let go, understand?"

"If you don't let go, I won't let you go." Meng Ziqing said while holding back her tears.

Qin Yue: "Don't..."

At the same time Qin Yue refused, Meng Ziqing struggled violently, her hands were handcuffed, she could only thrash about like a fish, bending her knees to attack.

But the gap between the two sides was too big, even though Meng Ziqing went out unexpectedly, he was still suppressed by Qin Yue within a few minutes.

"Don't struggle, boy, it's useless." Qin Yue sighed distressedly, but his movements were not vague at all.

Meng Ziqing's mind was messed up at first, but now he was handcuffed and turned into a muddy mess. Seeing that he was about to be raped, tears fell down.

"Qin Yue, you bastard..."

"I don't want to, I don't want to! I don't want to be with you, you hear me!!"

Meng Ziqing's eyes were red, her hair was messy and stuck to her snow-white cheeks, she struggled a lot, and she was more than comfortable. The sofa was full of messy marks, her shoes were all off, her white and small toes were curled up, revealing Little red.

Her body trembled with anger, and her nasal voice was thick, "You are fucking sick."

Qin Yue affectionately kissed the tears away from the corners of Meng Ziqing's eyes, and said affectionately, "Yes, I have."

Qin Yue pressed her forehead against Meng Ziqing's, and her voice turned into a puff of smoke. She admitted, "I have always been sick."

"Don't cry, darling, we won't talk about those things anymore, never again." Qin Yue straightened Meng Ziqing's messy hair, but her eyes looked fragile and painful, "We won't talk about anything, Let’s turn it all over, okay?”

"You don't have to be afraid that I will ask you something. I won't ask any more. Be good, don't run away from me, okay?"

"It's good for us to blur everything."

Qin Yue's voice didn't change, but tears fell, fell on Meng Ziqing's face, and then slipped down quietly again.

Qin Yue is a person with a strong desire to control, but also a person with abnormal self-control ability. She can resist imposing the thoughts in her heart on Meng Ziqing, and also resists hearing about Meng Ziqing for several days. I don't know if I can find her or not.

But things are always reversed. Under the high pressure, Qin Yue thinks about many possibilities every day, and even dreams at night that Meng Ziqing is going to die again.

The Cold War is a very draining thing.

When Qin Yue didn't recover her memory before, Qin Yue was anxious to know Meng Ziqing's feelings for her, and forced Meng Ziqing to collapse and cry. Now this time, Meng Ziqing also wanted to escape from the memory of her previous life.

Qin Yue thought that maybe Meng Ziqing wanted to know something, but he didn't want to know it from himself.

People who control emotions will make subjective assumptions, and Meng Ziqing doesn't want to hear anything about her past life from her, because she can't help but believe it.

Everyone's cognition is different, and it is very likely that Qin Yue's cognition is different from Meng Ziqing's own cognition.

After Meng Ziqing recovered her memory, even if she understood this concept again, there might be a gap between them.

Since Meng Ziqing didn't want to, then Qin Yue chose to shut up and close her eyes.

To be so clear about what to do, it was obvious that what she wanted was Meng Ziqing's life's well-being.

The tears were warm and moist, and the influx of countless heartfelt voices made Meng Ziqing suddenly feel very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that she didn't want Qin Yue to continue talking.

"Qin..."

Before she could stop her, Qin Yue's voice came from Meng Ziqing's ear.

Qin Yue said——

"It's good for us to live in a vague way, even if it's so vague that we don't understand it."

Meng Ziqing: "..."

"Qin Yue..." Meng Ziqing was silent for a moment, and then called out Qin Yue's name, her slightly hoarse voice carried a bit of inhuman indifference, "You have fallen behind."

The moment Meng Ziqing finished speaking, the air in the apartment froze for a while.

"Just now you can suppress by force, now who are you cowardly and crying for? Me." Meng Ziqing tilted her head and asked innocently. She moved her neck and leaned closer to Qin Yue with the strength of her waist. "From entering the room to Just now, the sovereignty has always been with you, because I can't stop you from going crazy, whether it's handcuffs or collars, I have to bear it, but what are you doing now?"

Meng Ziqing smiled sarcastically, "I haven't cried like that yet, why are you crying?"

"I'm crying because of your roughness, sister, why are you crying again?"

She seemed to have thought of something, and she smiled brightly, "Isn't it because we will only be lovers in the future?"

Qin Yue's face darkened when she heard the heart-piercing cold words of the person below her, and she was silent for a moment, "Meng Ziqing, stop talking."

"Why didn't you say, this is from you." Meng Ziqing blinked at her.

The sky has gradually set, and the night sky is shrouded in a curtain of broken stars, but the atmosphere in the room has quietly changed.

The man who was handcuffed by the wrists in embarrassment and pressed down on the sofa smiled and accepted the sovereignty chess given to him by the other party.

Meng Ziqing moved the handcuffs that made her uncomfortable, and slowly and bluntly put down her hands, as if showing off to Qin Yue, "Look, this is the proof that I am a canary."

"But Qin Yue—" Meng Zi paused, opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yue, "Am I your canary?"

Qin Yue pursed her lips and did not answer.

【no. 】

Hearing Qin Yue's heartfelt voice, Meng Ziqing's face softened a little, but there was a sense of sourness in her heart. The question Song Ning asked her at noon also had an answer in her heart.

"If I'm not your canary, what am I yours? Sister."

Qin Yue asked back, "What are we, Meng Ziqing?"

The girl's pure black eyes reflected her shadow countless times. In the past, it was just like a mirror, but this time it was like a saber, sharp and sharp, refracting the shadow of the person coming. Qin Yue heard the girl ask.

"Qin Yue, do you love me?"

Qin Yue: "Love..."

Meng Ziqing added for her: "Even if I don't love you."

Qin Yue smiled: "Even if you don't love me, I still love you."

Qin Yue: "Loving you is my own business, this is not a transaction of "I love you because you love me". "

"Is that so..." Meng Ziqing's voice was slow, she smiled, her voice was light but heavy, "I love you too."

Qin Yue was completely stunned when he heard these words, his tearful eyes were a little dull.

Meng Ziqing ignored her, and went on to say: "Just like you, it's all out of my own personal wishes, and it doesn't contain a transactional nature."

"You love me, and I love you too, so to blame, we should be lovers."