It wasn't until the two of them returned to Cold Spring Garden alone that Qingyuan forced Yanran to put it down.

"What's wrong with your throat, did Joan of Arc give you something to eat?" He looked intently into the depths of Yan Ran's throat.

She shook her head violently, her bright blue eyes stubbornly looking into his eyes.

"Why don't you speak?"

Yanran wrapped her arms around his low neck and hugged him hard, but Qingyuan grabbed her impatiently.

is an endless little guy on weekdays, but once it quiets down, it makes people uneasy.

"Did Joan of Arc tell you something?"

She had been desperately trying to reach out to hug him, but he always opened it neatly, and she couldn't touch it, and her little face wrinkled sadly, and she let out a pitiful whimper.

"What's the new game you're playing? You go and play slowly. He left Yanran and went to change his clothes.

Yan Ran was so anxious that she stomped her foot and wanted to be hugged from behind him, but he was always ruthlessly pushed away, making her scream irritably.

"Unless you say it first, don't even think of touching a single hair of my cold hair." He glanced coldly, and didn't pay much attention.

Frustrated to the limit, she suddenly burst into tears and let herself face his back with tears, she still followed him closely, trying to get close to his body, but he kept being taken away.

The more she cried, the more fierce she became, the more embarrassed she became, and she didn't have the beauty of a girl's sobbing at all, like a spicy little beggar abandoned on the side of the road.

Half an hour later, Qingyuan was unable to tolerate the tolerance limit of his eardrums, and finally opened his arms to her unbearably.

She crashed into it like crazy, clung tightly like an octopus and let out a pitiful puppy whimper.

"Can you confess what happened to you?"

She poured out what Samadhi and Joan of Arc told her in a dumb voice, and while she said, she wiped her tears with his satin robe, and spoiled Qingyuan's good clothes in every way.

"What if you know that?" You can't be dumb.

"I suddenly didn't know how to speak, in my stomach, in my heart, in my head, it was like there were too many stuffed things, so many were about to explode, and when I opened my mouth to speak, I couldn't spit out much of that heavy feeling, and I --- become speechless."

"It's better now."

She clung to him, tame and serene like a tamed wild beast.

"Qingyuan, the moment I knew about you, I suddenly felt that I had learned so few words and sentences, and I couldn't pick a suitable word to express the feeling in my heart. Words have become useless. It's weird. ”

He curled a few strands of hair from the little head in front of him and played with his fingers, letting her make noise.

"Qingyuan, Qingyuan."

"What for?"

She was silent for a moment, "I don't know, I don't know what --- to say." "But I feel a lot in my heart.

She curled up in his arms with a face, hiding in his hot body temperature, listening to his powerful heartbeat, feeling the hard and strong embrace. That's a little more at ease.

"It's really sad that I can't speak." All feelings cannot be expressed in words.

"Then if you want to be punished in the future, just sew your mouth directly."

Too annoyed to bite his clothes and tear them around. "I didn't mean that!"

Qingyuan tensed his muscles slightly.

"I mean, you feel like you can't say anything." She looked up at him resolutely. "If you don't say anything, then I'll say nothing with you, because we are from the same country."

"It's much better than the disgusting comfort." He slowly leveled his breath.

"Yan'er, it's time to loosen your teeth."

"Huh?" She still bit his clothes stupidly, and then suddenly had an epiphany about something, and hurriedly tried harder to bite lightly to confirm the feeling.

"Yan'er." His tone began to get bored, but he didn't push her away.

"Your reaction is the same as mine!" She seemed to be excited to find her companions. "It's weird."

He didn't have time to fight with her, and urgent matters were waiting for him to deal with, and the more it dragged on, the more dangerous it became.

"Really, you see, you will do the same." She happily mimicked what he had done to her.

There used to be a lot of things to deal with, but now ---

"I thought it was just me who was weird, but you were weird too."

……

"No, you can't do it, it should be my turn this time!" She yelled in displeasure.

"Your turn?"

"You did it to me last time, and this time it should be me to do it to you." She instructed sharply.

Qingyuan simply lay on the kang in despair, too lazy to correct her naïve concept of equality, and let her be like a child who got a new toy---

She likes to see Qingyuan so much, he is really too beautiful and beautiful, even lying down like this casually is handsome and breathtaking, like a sturdy leopard entrenched in the deep forest. Lazy, leisurely, but full of explosive energy, ready to turn over and turn into a fierce attacker in the hunt.

"You can kiss me before."

"Oh, yes." He saved her in time for a good idea, and immediately attacked the target he had suggested.

Annoying!

"Hey, what did you just eat? Sweet. "If it should be! Stuffed osmanthus or something, it's so fragrant!

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"Turn your head around!" She urged anxiously.

"You take off your clothes first."

"This time I'm here to give the order, don't be verbose!" She scolded as she stepped forward and bit his throat.

"Don't bite it off."

"I don't, I like the taste of you. I like you very much, and I only like you, so you can only like me, and you can't let others touch you like me. She said demonstratively.

"There are few women in this world who dare to be like you." He closed his eyes and felt her lips in pain.

"I don't like what I heard today, I'm so sad and uncomfortable."

"I understand."

"I think it's so strange after hearing those things, I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm just anxious to hug you tightly, and I want to be with you completely."

"I know."

"Fortunately, I have you, this one feeling can be divided between two people, which makes me feel much better, and I really want to be able to get through, no problem." She playfully plugged his navel with her fingers and giggled happily.

"Dead girl---" he gritted his teeth and cursed.

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"You've had enough, haven't you?" He sighed as if he were on the verge of breakdown.

"Don't mess around. I should have known that I should have done to me like you did last time, tying your hands. ”

Her arrogant play suddenly stopped, and she froze.

"What's going on?"

"What about this?"

Qingyuan almost suffocated and tilted his head, not knowing whether to laugh or be annoyed.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"I'm dying."

"Nonsense." She panicked, Qingyuan really laughed bitterly, "Then what should I do?" ”

"Come here."

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"It'--- weird."

"Wait, it's not fair, it's obviously me --- this time"

"Next time, I'll let you do it twice."

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He and Yanran are indeed from the same country, the same habit of substituting words with limbs, words can weave lies, can be concealed, can be duplicitous, can be empty and vain, but her feelings are animal, direct, and frank.

She only likes him, and she doesn't allow him to have anyone else in his heart.

"Little Tyrant."

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