Chapter Twenty-Seven: Qinqin, I Only Need You
"Wow, the man who picked up Ye Qinqin is so handsome!"
"He is 10,000 times more perfect than the male god in my mind."
"Have you noticed that the man who picked up Ye Qinqin looks like Professor Song?" Questions were raised.
“……”
The crowd was silent, looking at each other.
Ye Xiaoshan gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart.
On the surface, he whispered: "Sister Qinqin has always been clean, presumably, the person who picked her up is just an ordinary male friend." ”
Words that are intended to be beyond words, leading to reverie.
"Could it be that Ye Qinqin was taken care of...... someone said.
Ye Xiaoshan was overjoyed.
"No, Sister Qinqin is very pure." Ye Xiaoshan pleaded loudly.
Chaste!
Everyone thought of the picture of Ye Qinqin and the peerless man just now.
The eyes were full of disdain.
What a shame.
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In the European-style room, oil paintings of gods are hung on the walls.
Elegant rosewood headboard, carved with angels.
Heavy purple bed skirt with tonal classical pleated curtains.
Layers of pure white patterned bed tents, delicate soft velvet quilts.
Luxurious and prestigious.
Ye Qinqin was dizzy.
I just drank a bottle of Obillian wine in one go.
The wine is strong.
Lie directly on the purple silk embroidered satin sheet.
Song Yuyi shook her head helplessly.
stepped forward and took off Ye Qinqin's sneakers.
"Brother Yi." Ye Qinqin sat groggily on the bed.
Stretched out his hand and hooked Song Yuyi's neck.
Take the initiative to meet his thin red lips.
Song Yuyi was slightly stunned, and then, lowering her head, she wanted to cover her warm lips tightly.
Exceptional.
The body was abruptly pushed away by Ye Qinqin.
He looked at Ye Qinqin in amazement.
saw Ye Qinqin's starry eyes shrouded in a mist.
Radiant brilliance with hazy waves
Seemed to be looking at him.
But they didn't seem to look at him.
Song Yuyi looked at Ye Qinqin worriedly.
Get ready to take a look.
Ye Qinqin suddenly shouted: "Gu Xinyan, you king, eight, egg, you have white eyes, you can't even tell the person who saved you, you are really a guy with no eyes." People like you only deserve to be mixed with that hypocritical Ye Xiaoshan. ”
Song Yuyi listened to Ye Qinqin's words.
The dark eyes were cold and cold.
He didn't like to hear Ye Qinqin's mouth say the names of other men.
"Gu Wang, eight, egg, I don't want you at all, I just need Brother Yi, I only need Brother Yi."
"Brother Yi, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."
"I don't want anyone, I just want Brother Yi." ……
Ye Qinqin's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, until he disappeared.
Song Yuyi looked at Ye Qinqin, who was asleep after being drunk, with pity.
Get up and go into the bathroom and bring a basin of warm water and towels.
He picked up the warm towel and carefully wiped Ye Qinqin's whole body.
Then, pick up the pajamas that are as thin as cicada wings and help Ye Qinqin change them on.
After Song Yuyi took care of Ye Qinqin.
Only then did he sit down in front of the bed with confidence.
The long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of love and spoiling, staring intently at Ye Qinqin who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.
He reached out gently.
Slender fingers as jade bones.
gently and affectionately stroked Ye Qinqin's white jade-like face.
The smooth and delicate feeling penetrated into his heart through his fingertips.
Unforgettable.
"Qinqin, remember what you said, you said that as long as me, in this life, I only need you."
Song Yuyi bent down and landed a tender kiss on Ye Qinqin's forehead.
He was worried that Ye Qinqin would catch a cold, so he picked up the velvet quilt and gently covered Ye Qinqin's body.
The silent bedroom is filled with more and more affectionate love.