Fu Qingyao stood in front of the window, looking at the sky quietly through the thin rain and mist.

It was stormy outside, and there was a lamp on in the house, with a warm atmosphere.

Su's mother left this passage and told her that Su Luoran's room was next door, so she went downstairs quietly.

Leaving Fu Qingyao upstairs alone, she still entered his room.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

No wonder even his mother couldn't sit still and wanted to invite herself over. After Fu Qingyao turned on the lamp, when she saw Su Luoran's current appearance, she realized how much damage she had done to him.

The face that is usually as smooth as jade is now sloppy, with a circle around the face and chin, thick dark circles under the eyes, a face that is pale and comparable to a wall, and the whole person is sunken in a big bed, like a fragile child.

It's no wonder that Su's mother is distressed, even if she is looking at it at this time, she is distressed.

When I first met him in college, tsk, the white shirt he was wearing, the face was light, and the eyes were full of pride. Even Zhao Guihua saw it for the first time, and told her in private, which family is that boy, looking at it is really spirited.

But now, it's like a wilted grass, tossed by the wind and rain and about to break.

Yesterday, he called her to ask her out for dinner, but she refused, but was called out by Song Yan and was seen by him.

Because he sulked at him, he ignored him for a while, and not only that, but he also went out with the rival he thought was in love, no wonder he thought about it more and got drunk.

Fu Qingyao turned her head sideways and looked at Su Luoran's figure. He smiled slightly.

In fact. She just went to tell Song Yan. The agreement between the two was completely nullified.

From the moment the two met and said that sentence, she was free.

She doesn't like him anymore.

Even that little bit of infatuation is gone.

The agreement at that time was the cause, and the present meeting is the result.

There is cause and effect, and there is love. Naturally, there is an end.

Song Yan's face at that time, Fu Qingyao thinks about it now, and she finds it interesting.

Because of the shock, Song Yan even left rudely regardless of his demeanor. Leave her there alone, enjoying the victory of one person.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, Fu Qingyao twisted Su Luoran's nose, thinking of those paintings, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a fool." ”

Su Luoran moved, and finally suffocated. With a wave of her hand, she opened her hand and raised her voice. "Mom, don't make a fuss, I have a headache."

Looking at that childish appearance, Fu Qingyao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

only heard her laughing, Su Luoran's whole person immediately stiffened, and she clearly recognized her in that way.

Fu Qingyao suddenly felt sad for him, what kind of love does this take to engrave a person in her bones, and to make her voice and smile truly engraved in her mind.

It only takes her a smile to tell people apart immediately.

Thinking about Su Luoran's dedication to her, thinking about her so-called liking for Song Yan, Fu Qingyao suddenly felt that about love, compared with Su Luoran, she and Song Yan were idiots.

Both of them are so selfish that they both love themselves more than they love others.

Both of them are not as deep as Su Luoran's feelings of love.

At least, he dares to give everything, he dares to pursue what he wants, and he dares to do it.

She lay in his arms and said sullenly, "I'm really not worth it, really." ”

It was only at this time that Su Luoran dared to open her eyes and hugged her with her hands, fiercely, as if she wanted to rub her into her bones and blood.

"You deserve it, as long as it's you. All I want is you, as long as you! ”

After a long time, Fu Qingyao spit out two words, "Fool." ”

Su Luoran's hand around her did not loosen at all, and buried his head between her neck, "A fool is a fool, in this life, I will only be a fool for you." ”

Speaking of this, he pushed her head away slightly, although there were still red bloodshot in her eyes, they were shining, staring straight into her eyes, "You took the initiative to come this time, no matter what you say, I won't let go, definitely not." ”

Looking at his face, full of vitality and excitement, Fu Qingyao suddenly felt that he had an impulse that he had not seen for a long time, his heart was full of enthusiasm, he put his head on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Then, let's try it!" ”

After hearing her say this, Su Luoran didn't know how to describe himself, and even his nervous and excited fingers began to tremble, looking at the face in front of him blankly, a little confused, "You...... You promised...... You actually said yes......"

The incoherent words can see his excitement and helplessness at the moment.

Before he finished speaking, he hugged Fu Qingyao in his arms again.

I waited too long, and when this moment really appeared, it was actually a little unreal and unreal.

He was scared and woke up to find that it was just a dream.

Countless midnight dreams, he thought Qing Yao was in his arms, and when he opened his eyes, he found that what he was holding was just a pillow. This huge gap and longing almost tortured him crazy.

Sometimes he even wondered how that person would stay in his arms and not look at the other men. Will one day she see him when she is old and her face is gone, and no one will like her anymore.

If that's the case, he even likes her not to have her current appearance, so that only he knows how good she is, and only he can see her beauty.

Sometimes, he's driven crazy by his possessiveness.

Growing up, there has never been a single person who has made him so crazy. His longing for her went deep into his bones; The infatuation with her is integrated into every drop of blood and every piece of flesh.

Her breath, her voice, even a chuckle of hers, could tell it to him.

There are so many things in the world, but there is only one Fu Qingyao, which is what he wants.

Only the man in his arms.

Thinking of these two years of hopeless waiting, sometimes, he even wanted to kidnap her directly and take her to a place where there was no one. Let her be the only one in her life forever.

With such crazy thoughts about herself, Su Luoran even felt that she was starting to go crazy.

Thinking of this, the light in Su Luoran's eyes slowly faded. Another flame slowly rose. Then it is impregnated with ink.

A rollover. pressed Fu Qingyao under him, lowered his head, pressed it on her lips, and kissed someone under him who was still dizzy due to the sudden turn of the world.

Pressed the slender body into the bed, and under him was the person he loved the most, and it was on the bed where he had slept since he was a child.

This feeling of warm fragrant nephrite in his arms almost made Su Luoran's whole body burn, and the hand holding Fu Qingyao became more and more vigorous. Almost rubbed her into his arms.

Although the strength of the hand is extremely crazy, the kiss that fell is so gentle, at first it is the touch of the lips, then the tip of the tongue is delicately traced, taking into account every corner of her lip flap, and finally slowly poking the tongue in, gently touching her tongue and dancing.

That feeling of being regarded as a treasure is something that Fu Qingyao has felt in her life.

has acted in so many plays in her previous life, but none of them taught her. How will someone who loves you kiss you? Treat you.

and Song Yan's short kiss, all she had to do was conquest and oppression, as well as desire. The relief of hope.

And the first kiss with Su Luoran was the anger and sadness that he couldn't ask for.

After careful calculation, this kiss can be regarded as the first kiss of love she has come into contact with in her entire life.

Fu Qingyao felt that she had become a fragrant dumpling, and she was not bored with a small mouth kissed by him over and over again.

He didn't know how long it took for him to let go of her lips, gnaw at her nose, chin, and finally down her neck, all the way down against her skin, and the warm snort sprayed on the side of her collarbone.

Then, Su Luoran's gaze froze, and his body stiffened again, but he stared at a certain place motionlessly.

This is a summer day, Fu Qingyao is wearing a small suspenders today, covered with a short-sleeved knitted cardigan, and a knee-length skirt underneath. Now, after so many large movements, the knitted cardigan collapsed on the bed, and the small suspenders were also pulled off, revealing a certain groove.

Speaking of which, Fu Qingyao's body is really not very good, in a word, she is too thin.

Because her family background was not good when she was developing during puberty, can she still expect to develop 34C by eating those pickled leftovers all day long, so she is the flattest among the four, even more flat than Yin Qinglin.

Of course, some people say that a certain ditch is like sea water, and there is always a crowding.

So for Su Luoran, a bitter child who had never eaten meat, it was terrible to see this shallow ditch, and his eyes turned red, staring straight ahead, hugging tightly, not daring to move.

Of course, the eyes are naturally unblinking.

Such a beautiful scenery, and a person who has been thinking about it for a few years, is really a war between heaven and man!

In the end, Fu Qingyao felt something poking her on her leg, pushed him, and said with a chuckle: "How much wine did you drink yesterday, it really stinks, you go to the bathroom and look in the mirror, I guess you can't recognize yourself anymore." ”

Although he was reluctant to give up the beautiful scenery, his wife's words were also to be heard, so he pecked her lightly on the lips, turned over, and entered the bathroom barefoot.

As soon as he stood at the door, seeing the sloppy look in the mirror that he couldn't stand it, Su Luoran's face changed greatly, and he stepped into the bathroom, closing the door and locking it in one go.

His hair was messy like a chicken coop, his face was pale like a vampire, and he had a big scruffy beard. Oh! Mom, I look disgusting when I look at it, how can Qing Yao kiss it just now.

Looking at his current image, Su Luoran almost wanted to completely delete his image from Fu Qingyao's mind.

Grabbing the chicken nest, Su Luoran's eyes showed depression and deflated.

How can you not be discouraged, the original imagination was that after Qing Yao accepted him, the two would kiss quietly on a yacht or on an island, in short, in a romantic scene.

Instead of the current look, the first kiss between the two was already terrible, why should the second time be so bad.

Oh!

Rao is Su Luoran's determination, and in the face of love, he has also become an idiot.

But thinking of Fu Qingyao lying under him just now, on the bed where he had slept for more than 20 years, closing his eyes and gently responding to his feelings, made him excited again.

Reminiscing about the feeling just now, thinking that Fu Qingyao was still waiting outside, Su Luoran's body was shocked.

Washing up quickly, he had to look at her, hug her, and touch her to be sure that the scene just now was not a dream or an illusion. (To be continued......)