Chapter 40 (1/2)

Jiujiu took Han Qingyan to her house quite speechless.

Jiujiu goes home every month when she goes to school, so the house is basically cleaned and very clean.

Jiujiu puts the box aside and asks Han Qingyan to sit on the stool, ready to get him a drink.

But before he got up, he was directly held in his arms by Han Qingyan. Han Qingyan's cheek was close to Jiujiu's neck, took a deep breath and said stuffy, ”Jiujiu.”

”Well, what's the matter?” Jiujiu touched the back of Han Qingyan's head.

”I don't want to go home. I don't want to be separated from you.”

Han Qingyan usually looks like a high cold Xueba. When he showed this appearance for the first time, Jiujiu immediately smiled, patted Han Qingyan on the back and said, ”anyway, you still come on New Year's Eve.”

”But when I come, I have to go. I don't want to be separated from you.” Han Qingyan said in distress.

Jiujiu bowed his head and kissed Han Qingyan on the forehead: ”good, we can video every day.”

”But some people can't see you, touch you or kiss you.”

Han Qingyan held Jiujiu and sat quietly for a while, then directly pulled Jiujiu to lie down on Jiujiu's bed, covered the quilt and said, ”sleep with me for a while.”

Then he pulled on the quilt and narrowed his eyes.

Although he took off his down jacket when he entered the house, the heating in the house was already sufficient. They were still wearing sweaters, hugged together and covered with a quilt. Soon there was a thin layer of sweat. Jiujiu moved uneasily. When he wanted to get up, he was pulled back by Han Qingyan.

Han Qingyan took a deep breath and bit Jiujiu's white and tender neck. He lifted a piece of flesh and ground it with his teeth. He said stiffly, ”don't move, I'll hold it for a while.”

”It's very hot.”

”Then take off your clothes.” Han Qingyan directly took off Jiujiu and his sweater, and then continued to hold it.

Under Jiujiu's sweater was an inner garment, and the two people were immediately close to each other.

Jiujiu could even feel Han Qingyan's well-defined abdominal muscles, and his cheeks were inexplicably hot.

Han Qingyan felt his palm restlessly along Jiujiu's waist, slowly put it on the Feng man in front of Jiujiu's chest, and pinched: ”Jiujiu, so big.”

Jiujiu

”Stop talking.” Jiujiu felt that she was bad, ashamed and ashamed. Han Qingyan usually looked very serious. How could she become a hooligan in an instant.

Hearing the embarrassment in Jiujiu's words, Han Qingyan couldn't help laughing, got up, leaned in Jiujiu's ear and whispered, ”I like it very much.”

Jiujiu

I don't know if it's because I got up too early in the morning and didn't sleep well. Jiujiu just felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. After a while, she fell asleep.

Hearing Jiujiu's steady breathing, Han Qingyan couldn't help but recall the corners of his mouth, took Jiujiu in his arms and closed his eyes.

When Jiujiu woke up, it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon. When she opened her eyes, she didn't know when the sweater had been worn on her. Han Qingyan sat at the computer desk, knocking and knocking. She noticed that she got up, turned her head and showed a soft smile.

Jiujiu couldn't help laughing with him.