Chapter 45: The Distance of the Kiss (1)

Lu Weixi, who was originally asleep, seemed to feel something and slowly opened his eyes.

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The eyes are facing each other.

The room was dark and quiet, except for the breathing of the two of them, only the sound of the air conditioner slowly supplying air. The glimmer of light shining through the hallway allowed her to faintly see what was happening. Qin Zhiyou leaned over, his slender arms outstretched, and his whole face seemed to be in front of her. The room was dark, and she couldn't make out his expression, but there was a hint of surprise in the light that refracted from his pupils.

Neither of them spoke, neither of them moved, and each of them remained in this stiff position.

"Qin ...... Hmm......" Then, in the next second, his arm loosened, and the whole person fell directly on her. Originally, his face was swimming above her lips, and she opened her mouth slightly because of surprise, and this time she fell, and the kiss was even stronger, and the tip of her tongue quickly tasted the taste of strong wine, and mixed with a little bitterness of coffee.

Qin Zhiyou originally just wanted to come and take a look, take a look and leave. Later, I just wanted to touch her lips when she wasn't looking. Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the worse, he not only kissed her, but also tasted the aroma of peach-flavored toothpaste in her mouth at the corner of his lips. His upper body was pressed directly against her, clinging tightly, and her chest that rose and fell violently because of surprise was against his chest. The slightest writhing from discomfort almost instantly excited his mind, which was numb by alcohol. Her lips are so sweet, and her body is so sweet, it's really like a peach. It's fragrant and soft, and people can't wait to grab it in the palm of your hand and eat it in one bite.

In the next second, Lu Weixi reacted, reached out directly, pressed his shoulders hard, and pushed him away at once. Then he wrapped his body in the quilt and leaned to the side, turned his head and turned on the bedside lamp.

What's going on with Qin Zhiyou, he really drank too much, so he came drunk and confused? He didn't have enough fun when he just went out, so he still wanted to find her to "renew the stall", right?

Qin Zhiyou, who was pushed away, took two steps back and watched her turn around, but his hand was holding the quilt to block his body, his expression was both surprised, a little vigilant, and a little hidden excellent rejection.

He came to his senses almost instantly, his fingers clenched into fists. Under the dim bedside lamp, there was still no expression on his face, and then he stepped forward again.

Lu Weixi watched him approach slowly, although he had already taken a shower at this time, and even asked Aunt Hao to clean up the clothes he had changed, but what flashed in her mind was the bright red lipstick mark and the lingering smell of perfume on her clothes. She slowly stepped back with the quilt in her arms, frowning and wary.

Qin Zhiyou was still getting closer, and even his face was only a few centimeters away from hers. Lu Weixi couldn't help but retreat slightly, and finally the vest was against the bedside table, there was no way to retreat, Qin Zhiyou's breathing was getting closer and closer, spraying thin on her neck, hot. He also reached out his hand, the target, which seemed to be her face.

As Qin Zhiyou's fingers gradually got closer, so close that he could even feel the temperature of his fingertips, Lu Weixi closed his eyes and turned his head, as if he didn't want to look at it anymore, and he didn't want to face what was about to happen next.

However......