Chapter 328: Beibei, Don't Care
Compared with the first time, although Xiaobei was not so scared this time, she was still very nervous, but perhaps it was a matter of course, she felt that the feeling of pain and happiness made her both strange and liked.
After a logical but fresh and exciting joy, Xiaobei was lying on his side, and Qin Xiao hugged him from behind like a spoon. His long fingers ran through Xiaobei's soft long hair, kissing her smooth back from time to time. It was a strange and untapped field, and it was so sensitive. Xiaobei hadn't caught his breath yet, turned around, and resisted with a flushed face: "Can you not do it?" ”
Qin Xiao smiled lowly, and a clever turn immediately pressed on Xiaobei's body, what kind of physical strength did he have, he didn't feel tired at all after tossing for so long. Qin Xiao kissed Xiaobei, looking at each other, always unable to see enough desire.
Xiaobei was really a little tired and tired, and used his hand to block his warm lips that were looking for prey everywhere. In the end, Qin Xiao fell back to the side of the bed, and protested with grievances: "Beibei, my husband just tasted a little sweetness." Women abroad advocate that women are in love 21 days a month, and you calculate how much debt you owe. ”
Xiaobei exclaimed: "21 days in a month? ”
The corners of Qin Xiao's mouth hooked: "Yes, look at how pitiful my husband is, he has been hungry." ”
Uh, this ......
He was very smooth with her husband and husband, and when she realized that she could talk to Qin Hei generously about such an obscure topic that made people blush, Xiaobei felt that this change was really amazing.
Both of them still maintained a state of sincerity towards each other, and his legs were gently touching Xiaobei underneath, in order to ignite Xiaobei's fire again. Xiaobei felt the presence of his cold prosthetic, which had no temperature, so bulky and fit into his body. Xiaobei sat up suddenly, gently lifted the quilt on the other end, and saw his broken leg.
Although he usually walked without any abnormality, the wound was still shocking when the barrier faded. What kind of pain is that? How much practice does it take to be able to move as freely as he does? Xiaobei moved forward, his fingers gently brushed over Qin Xiao's wounds, raised his eyes and asked him, "Does it hurt?" ”
Qin Xiao pillowed his head, looked at her so tenderly, and shook his head.
Xiaobei leaned down, clinging to the cold, distressed. After a while, Qin Xiao moved his legs, reached out to pull Xiaobei, hugged her and whispered, "Beibei, don't care, take it as a sign that I love you." It doesn't mean anything, and I will always remember that I love such a girl. Well? ”
When Xiaobei nodded and hummed, his nose was sour. He was afraid that she had a burden in her heart and felt that she owed him. He doesn't need to be grateful, he doesn't need anything in return, he just asks her to remember that it's only because of their love for each other. Because love doesn't need to blame itself, because love accepts it as if it doesn't exist. His mind Xiaobei understands.
The two of them talked a lot together again, their lives this year, how he lived in the United States, and how she made rapid progress in design. The year of each other's absences led to each other's growth. Fortunately, they both felt that it was worth it, and fortunately, they were together again.
A hurried ringing phone broke the warmth and silence of the night. Qin Xiao stretched out his hand to pick up the phone on the bedside, and it turned out to be Lin Wanyi's number. Qin Xiao frowned, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, he had a bad premonition, and hurriedly pressed the answer button.
There was a cry on the other end of the phone: "Qin Xiao, come quickly, there is a lot of blood...... Zilin shed a lot of blood...... Come and save her. ”
"What's going on, what the hell is going on?"
Lin Wanyi couldn't say anything, and kept repeating a lot of blood, shedding a lot of blood. Qin Xiao dropped the phone and immediately went to change clothes.
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