Chapter 3 A Room of Beauty

How could Yaxin be like this, He Qian stomped her foot angrily.

He Qian likes Xu An very much, this is the deepest secret hidden in her heart. No one knows about it but herself.

I still remember the day I first met, her unscrupulous boss was rarely merciful and gave her a day off. For her, who can't sleep enough every day, the first choice of holiday life is to throw herself into the arms of Zhou Gong, and if she doesn't sleep until dark, she will be sorry for her large-scale death of sleepy insects.

Meimei slept for a while, until her stomach sang about the empty city plan, and then she rubbed her sleepy eyes and was willing to leave her warm bed. As a result, as soon as I opened the door, I saw two people kissing in the living room.

It was the first time she saw Xu An, and she was immediately attracted by his clear eyes and clean smile, like a melancholy prince who came out of a fairy tale, and she fell in love with him at first sight.

"He Qian, this is my boyfriend, Xu An. Xu An, this is my best friend, roommate and bodyguard He Qian! ”

"Hello, I'm Xu An, thank you for taking care of this little fool all the time, it's hard work."

He Qian looked at the white and slender hand stretched out in front of him and shook it gently. The moment the skin touched, she felt an electric current numb her electricity. From that moment she knew that her 10,000-year-old frozen atrium had thawed. It's just that, unfortunately, her love affair ended before it even began.

Since then, she has participated in their lives as a good friend, giggling and laughing, but always remembering her identity, being a qualified good friend, and never crossing the thunder pool. The most terrible thing is to be a mediator when they quarrel, and take the trouble to reconcile them.

Even though her heart was in tears, seeing Xu An's happy smile, He Qian felt that everything she did was worth it.

I thought it would be okay like this, although we couldn't be together, but as long as I could see him, it was a kind of happiness. Later, when Yaxin moved to Xu An's house, she still felt extremely lost, because she couldn't see him often.

They were just friends, and she couldn't disturb their lives. I thought that with the passage of time, this love would slowly fade, but the result was the opposite.

She was caught in a painful contradiction. In the end, reason overcame emotion, morality overcame desire, she locked the door of her heart with difficulty, and decided to live her own little life in a down-to-earth manner. Every day has an affair with firewood, rice, oil and salt, and has nothing to do with the wind, flowers, snow and moon.

However, now that they have broken up, the fire of love that was finally suppressed by her has faintly rekindled, and it is getting stronger and stronger. She frowned and pondered where she should go next.

After sitting quietly for a while, still undecided, He Qian simply put on her coat, opened a bottle of wine, and went straight out! The street was deserted in the middle of the night, and the cold wind was raging, slapping me in the face indiscriminately.

After wandering downstairs in Xu An's house for a long time, He Qian, who wanted to find a calm, found that she was becoming more and more confused, and she couldn't think of a reason for it, so she simply didn't want to, and fiercely blew half a bottle of wine, and He Qian went upstairs as if she were dead.

She was worried about Xu An, afraid that he wouldn't be able to think about it for a while and did something stupid. Finding the key under the pot, she pushed open the door and turned on the light, revealing the streak of wine bottles scattered around in the air.

Oh my God, how much alcohol did he drink, and such an uncontrolled drinking habit was undoubtedly worse for his already fragile stomach! He Qian carefully crossed the minefield and arrived safely at Xu An's room.

Entering the room, she saw Xu An lying on the bed on all fours, with a pale face and a scruffy beard, from a handsome young man with high spirits to a middle-aged uncle who had gone through vicissitudes in an instant. She had never seen Xu An so sluggish, and her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

"Xu An, wake up, wake up." He Qian patted Xu An's face, "Get up and eat something." ”

Xu An was already thin, but now he has become a lightning bolt, he doesn't eat and only drinks, is he preparing to cultivate immortals? Isn't it just a loss of love, this man is dead!

Xu An woke up wistfully looking at the vague figure busy in front of the bed, and his lips moved. Seeing this, He Qian struggled to help him up, but Xu An pulled her onto the bed violently and turned over, turning the positions of the two upside down.

"Yaxin, I love you so much, why are you doing this to me!" The forbearance of crying is like a lonely beast that has been wounded. "You're back, does that mean you're still in love with me?

He Qian was very sad, hugged his thin body, and gently comforted, "Well, I love you." This is a consolation to him and a true voice from her heart.

"Yaxin..."Xu An muttered infatuatedly, and then suddenly printed his lips on the red lips.

Xu An's surprise attack made He Qian stunned, this was her first kiss, although the first kiss was dedicated to the man she loved, but she never expected it to be in this situation. knew that she was just a stand-in, but she was willing. Tonight, let her sink unbridledly.

Crystal tears dripped down the pillow, and I was dazed. Hope closed her eyes, trying to respond to the fervent kiss. This is the person she loves, so she can, she can give everything for him, all of it, she doesn't care.

"Don't leave me..."Xu An pleaded humbly, like an abandoned puppy.

He Qian wrapped her hands around his neck, and the two of them were tightly connected, feeling his scorching heat, and she said firmly in his ear, "I will never leave you." "Even if you don't love me, I won't leave.

Xu An smiled, smiled very happily, he lowered his head, his thin lips covered with red lips, and he was extremely restrained. He kissed every inch of her skin as if he were worshipping, and his pious attitude made her gasp again and again, and she couldn't help but make a voice that surprised her and made her extremely ashamed. The strange crispy numb feeling made her very flustered but nostalgic, her body trembled slightly, and the strange throbbing made her almost want to sink.

He Qian couldn't help but turn passive into active, wanting to absorb more of his favor. Xu An knew that she was already in love, and he endured it so hard, so he obeyed his instinct and sank directly into it.

Different from the previous pleasure, the tearing pain made He Qian can't help but exhale in pain, but the man on his body has long been controlled by alcohol, and he indulges in his heroism, not seeing her frowning brows and crystal tears.

The pain was temporary, and the great pleasure created by the man's brave gesture made her sink gradually, and she could not extricate herself from the pleasure he created, and went to the peak of bliss with him.

This night was a happy night for He Qian, Xu An had her uninterruptedly, even if she begged and begged, she would not let her go, until she fainted from exhaustion.

When she woke up again, it was already dawn, and her sore thighs made her gasp, but it also told her how crazy they were last night.

Crazy? He Qian looked to the side sharply, only to realize that the man who was supposed to be lying next to her was gone.