"Chinese New Year's Eve, look up."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him.

"Who drank with you?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve slammed his forehead on his shoulder.

Qin Weizhou's face was terrifying, and a white and tender hand was raised again and gently slapped on his face.

Then pinched.

"You... Don't, don't be unhappy. ”

Qin Weizhou walked to the side of the car and put the person down, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve consciously leaned on the car, feeling less dizzy.

"Who am I?" Qin Weizhou gently held her face and let her look at herself.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked blankly for a while, and said strangely, "Teacher Qin." ”

Qin Weizhou's heart is a little more angry, fortunately, he still knows who he is, at least he knows that he doesn't just follow people.

"Song Chinese New Year's Eve, let me ask again, who sent you flowers and drank with you?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve was a little aggrieved: "Oh, why do you keep asking him, it's ... It's personal... Scum."

Scum?

It's scum, you still catch flowers and drink?

"Whoever taught you, if he did..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand covered his mouth.

"This... You don't care if it's okay or not..."

Qin Weizhou's eyes were cold, what do you mean.

But Song Chinese New Year's Eve turned his back away from the body, pulled down his hand holding her face, and took the initiative to come over.

It's close, only about a centimeter.

The corners of his eyes were red, and the bottom of his eyes was slowly watery, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him, his voice was low and soft, like a pleading.

"He... You don't care, okay..."

It's not the first time Qin Weizhou has seen someone cry, and it's not the first time he's seen a woman cry.

But because of attention and like, Song Chinese New Year's Eve is not reasonably different, it is different.

"Song Chinese New Year's Eve, I tell you, from childhood to adulthood, as long as it is what I like, no matter ten or twenty years, I will get it, no matter how difficult it is, I will get it, no one will help me, I just roll around the tip of the knife, and I will also get it." Qin Weizhou pulled her hand down and pressed it to his heart, "What I told you today, you remember, if you don't remember, I will let you remember, since you admit that I am your boyfriend, I will be responsible for half of your life, including the things you like, the things you don't like, including the people you meet next and everything, and your past." ”

In fact, it is very unreasonable, but reasoning is not feelings, and the feelings of people like him have always been selfish.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's tears slipped, and before she could speak, the passing wild dog barked at the person a few times, and she was so frightened that she hugged Qin Weizhou like a savior.

The fear that spread from all over my body lasted for a long time.

Since when?

From a long time ago, when no one saved her.

But Qin Weizhou hugged her back, gently patted her back, stroked the back of her neck, and kissed her hair, and that's it.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve felt that not only did someone save her, but he also felt sorry for her.

She didn't know if Qin Weizhou had the same essence as Xu Baiqing in his bones, but just holding her could make Song Chinese New Year's Eve feel a sense of security that he had never felt in his previous life.

It's worth it.

What's more, the drunken Song Chinese New Year's Eve lost half of his brain.

"Chinese New Year's Eve..."

She's afraid of dogs?

Qin Weizhou comforted her softly.

So Song Chinese New Year's Eve, who had lost half of his brain, instinctively began to ask in his arms,

"Qin Weizhou, will you keep holding me like this?"

Qin Weizhou: "Yes." ”

"Will you throw me away..."

"No, it won't."

"Will you lock me up..."

"No, it won't."

"Will you let the dog bite me..."

"No, it won't."

"Will you always give me injections..."

"No, it won't."

"Would you like someone else..."

"No, it won't."

"Are you going to cheat..."

"No, it won't."

"Will you lie to me?"

"Let's try it."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve didn't understand.

"Let's get married, I'll show you the promise I made."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve didn't speak, probably still reflecting what marriage was, but this did not prevent her from raising her hand to press down Qin Weizhou's face, instinctively turning her head sideways and leaning up.

If you talk like that, I will want to kiss you.

She didn't know how to kiss, Xu Baiqing kissed her, but she didn't respond, and then she just kissed her cheek and neck, and there was no more.

Qin Weizhou's heart was warm, his hand clasped her neck, and gently bit her two lip flaps.

It was a very long kiss, and when she let go later, Song Chinese New Year's Eve's pink lips turned rose, and she hugged the person, looked up and smiled confusedly, "Let's go register." ”

Qin Weizhou put his hand into his pocket.

"What did you say?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve pouted, "Me!" Say! I! Let's go! Mount! Remember! Let's do it! ”

Qin Weizhou's eyes deepened: "Okay, what you said, if you dare to regret it, I will bite you to death." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve lay on him and continued to laugh silly.