Dressed as a villain's squeamish little crying bag

Qiu Yuning raised his thin eyelids, and took a quick look at He Zhiyuan's expression. Seeing that his expression was not right, he hesitated for a moment, and changed his words: "Twice a day is fine..."

He Zhiyuan asked in a low voice: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Qiu Yuning's eyes wandered, and his face was blushing as if bleeding, "I just want to kiss."

He Zhiyuan didn't speak.

Qiu Yuning raised the pink letter paper in his hand, and stammered, "Will you agree? If you think it's okay, I'll write it for you. It's definitely better than what they wrote."

As if the roles had been reversed, He Zhiyuan's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help rubbing his fingers (stroking his fingertips, he really didn't expect Qiu Yuning to say such a thing.

In fact, it's not without signs. It was before... but now it's getting bolder.

He Zhiyuan laughed lowly, his voice became more magnetic, with a kind of provocative (sensuality), "Yes, as long as you can write, I will promise you."

Qiu Yuning coughed, and couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He looked down at the pink letter paper in his hand, raised his face again, looked at He Zhiyuan with moist eyes, and stammered a little: "...do you want to have one?" That..." He paused for a moment, his eyelids turned red, "Just...that or something, a deposit?"

He rolled his eyes a few times, landed on He Zhiyuan's lips, and then hurriedly looked away, the implication was very obvious.

He Zhiyuan nodded and said, "You should pay the deposit."

Qiu Yuning coughed lightly, blushed and whispered, "That... must be the mouth."

That's how you feel in love, kissing on the cheek and forehead... are all hooligans.

He Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "Okay, mouth."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to Qiu Yuning, Qiu Yuning closed his eyes nervously, raised his face slightly, his plump lips also pursed, and sent it towards He Zhiyuan.

With his posture, He Zhiyuan's attention was all focused on his soft cheeks. Probably because Qiu Yuning was growing up, he used all the nutrients he had to smoke, and it became difficult to gain weight. He had raised some in the past six months Meat, the whole body becomes easy to touch.Only the cheeks remained the same, with the same soft touch as before, revealing a more delicate and delicate look.

He Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and gently pinched Qiu Yuning's face. Qiu Yuning's eyebrows moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear, like a puddle of clear water, and there was water in them. Looking moist, there was brilliance flowing .

Qiu Yuning's eyes met his, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and then, a light kiss fell on her lips, so fast that she almost didn't feel anything.

It stands to reason that kissing is like this, but Qiu Yuning always felt dissatisfied and a little bit lost, he smacked his mouth, then subconsciously stretched out his mouth and licked his lips.

He Zhiyuan looked at his behavior, and the color of his eyes became darker again, almost unable to see through.

Qiu Yuning didn't notice his gaze, he recollected the kiss just now, it was too bland, and he couldn't recall the taste, but the sweetness in his heart was almost overflowing, and when he took a breath, he felt that even the air seemed to be filled with such sweetness. A faint sweetness.

He glanced at He Zhiyuan shyly, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to write now."

After he finished speaking, he blushed and went back to the bedroom.

He Zhiyuan watched him leave, reached out to wipe his face, turned and went into the bathroom.

Although Qiu Yuning promised to write a love letter to He Zhiyuan, he hadn't written one, so he was still a little embarrassed.

It's not easy to find foreign aid for this kind of thing, so I had to go online with difficulty and search [How to write a love letter? 】

There were a lot of searched content, Qiu Yuning's scalp tingled when he looked at it, and he closed the page with a headache.

He unfolded the letter paper and seriously began to think about how to write this love letter.

Logically speaking, it should be about how to fall in love with He Zhiyuan, right?

Qiu Yuning put down his pen, covered his face, and the temperature on his face rose several degrees, almost burning his whole body.

He didn't remember when he had unspeakable thoughts about He Zhiyuan, maybe he had it from the very beginning?When he first read the book, he liked the character of He Zhiyuan very much, but the things he did later were a little scary, and he was too scared to like him anymore, but after getting close to him, his fear of He Zhiyuan became less and less, and he liked it. just got the upper hand...

Qiu Yuning exhaled a hot, hot breath, and the cold air surrounded him, which made his thinking gradually clear.

He still remembered that He Zhiyuan looked into his eyes with downcast eyes, as if there was a warmth flowing into his heart like warm water, maybe it was this downcast eyes that made Qiu Yuning fall in love with him.

The reaction of falling in love with someone is actually very obvious. At that time, he loved to pester He Zhiyuan, and went to him when he had time, and even loved to do homework with him. Like is this kind of emotion. No matter what time, he wants to be with the other person. Together.

Qiu Yuning thought of He Zhiyuan's well-hidden dimples again. He never showed them easily. Qiu Yuning rarely saw his dimples again, but when he saw them for the first time, his heart beat so fast that he could even hear the other party's voice. It's not very clear... Ah, at that time, Qiu Yuning scratched her hair, thinking uncertainly, at that time, she should have really fallen in love with He Zhiyuan.

Qiu Yuning thought a lot, contemplated for a long time, and finally knew how to write this love letter.

He is not very courageous, but as long as he is given some sweetness, he will have infinite courage.

If he could kiss every day, he would be satisfied. Without kisses, how could it be considered a relationship?

Qiu Yuning began to write quickly, first wrote it on the draft, and corrected some grammar mistakes before transcribing it on the pink letter paper.

Qiu Yuning's handwriting is just like him, very delicate, at first glance, it looks like a girl's handwriting, every stroke has a soft temperament, after he finished copying it, he read it again, I blushed a lot.

He exhaled a hot, hot breath, wiped the fine sweat from the tip of his nose, and hesitated again.

Showing He Zhiyuan what he wrote is like a public execution, but He Zhiyuan even read his ass, so there is nothing he can't let him know.

Qiu Yuning encouraged herself, folded the pink letter paper neatly, put it in the envelope she made, and was about to go out to He Zhiyuan.

However, when he heard a familiar voice, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurried out to see that it was indeed Qiu Shunming.

Qiu Shunming's voice was very loud, "You say you are so comfortable living in our house, why do you want to move out to live here?"

When a stranger entered the room, the cat was so scared that it ran away and got under the sofa. Qiu Shunming took a closer look and grinned: "You still have cats? Don't make Ning Ning sick, the cat is very dirty!"

He spoke quickly and urgently, his eyes were sharp, and when he saw Qiu Yuning, he called out breathlessly, "Ning Ning, don't you call me dad anymore?"

Qiu Yuning put his hands behind his back and called, "Dad."

Qiu Shunming smiled, and was about to come in through the door, but He Zhiyuan clenched his fingers into fists, and then slowly let go, without stopping him.

Qiu Shunming also knew how to take off his shoes, and when he took off his shoes, an unspeakable smell permeated the air instantly. Qiu Yuning held his breath, but Qiu Shunming didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "You didn't go home last week, your mother asked me I'm coming to see you."

Looking around, he said inexplicably, "Isn't it a waste for the two of you to live in such a big house?"

Qiu Yuning noticed He Zhiyuan's expression, a little anxious, and said to Qiu Shunming, "I'm going home this week, did mom say anything?"

Qiu Shunming picked up the things in his hand and said, "She asked me to come over and bring you taro dumplings. Don't you like them? She bought more taro in the morning and made you a hundred or so for supper."

Qiu Yuning quickly reached out to take it, "I will definitely go home this week."

Qiu Shunming was still about to say something, when he saw a dog jumping out of the kitchen, wagging its tail at him, with a disgusted expression on his face, and said, "Why do you still keep dogs here? Can you keep dogs in the apartment? No Smelly?"

Qiu Yuning said in a low voice, "I gave him a bath, it's very fragrant and doesn't stink."

Qiu Shunming said: "Where can dogs smell good? They all smell bad. If you are in this environment, Ningning, I have to tell your mother that you have to live back with me."

Qiu Yuning choked up, and argued weakly: "It really doesn't stink."

"He just lives here and won't go back." He Zhiyuan said in a serious tone.

Qiu Shunming subconsciously wanted to yell at him, but then he remembered something, held back his voice, and said softly, "If he wants to live here, he can't keep a dog. Dogs are very dirty. What if he gets sick?"

Qiu Yuning said: "He Zhiyuan will take the dog to deworm. The dog is very clean and has no smell."

Qiu Shunming glared at him, but his tone was still soft, "Forget it, you can raise it however you want, as long as you don't get sick."

He glanced at the little golden retriever who was still wagging his tail at him, his expression could not hide his disgust, "I'm going back, put the dumplings in the refrigerator quickly, it can last for a few days, I'm going back."

Qiu Yuning nodded hastily, and said, "I'll take you down."

He Zhiyuan stood behind Qiu Yuning, watching Qiu Yuning put the envelope into Qiu Shunming's hand when he turned around to put on his shoes.

"Look quickly." Qiu Yuning said in a low voice.

He Zhiyuan glanced down at the envelope in his hand, his frosty face finally softened a lot, and then went to look at Qiu Yuning, with his back turned to him, from his angle, only Qiu Yuning's red ear tips could be seen.

He Zhiyuan looked away and laughed.