Chapter 482: One word, a marriage 6

Ye Qingcheng remained in the same posture for a long time without moving. Long Lifei thought she was asleep and was thinking of carrying her back. She suddenly looked up at him, with her chin on her knees and her head slightly tilted to the side, as thin as a cicada's wings.

Under her eyelashes, her black pupils were silently misting.

Long Lifei's body visibly stiffened, his face changed, and he pursed his lips and spoke extremely slowly: "A Qing——"

In so many years, he had never seen tears in Ye Qingcheng's clear eyes, and he was mentally shocked to a certain extent.

"Did I make you sad by mentioning him?" His voice was soft, and he reached out to take her wine glass and put it a little further away, fearing that she would break it and hurt herself.

Ye Qingcheng's misty eyes stared at him for a moment, tears did not come out of her eyes, and the silence and sadness flooded her eyes. She bit her fingers tightly with her thin lips and said nothing, as if she was full of grievances.

, but stubbornly refused to talk to anyone.

For so many years, Long Lifei has really never been close to anyone of the opposite sex except Yan'er, and he doesn't even know how to comfort a girl who wants to cry.

In a certain aspect, he is thirty years old, but has no experience or methods, and is so clumsy that he cannot bear to look at it.

"I won't mention it anymore, don't be sad." He was silent for a while, his voice gentle, comforting and apologetic.

He stretched out his long arm to take away the hand she was clenching in his mouth. Her body was crumbling. He stretched out his hand to support her, but she naturally leaned into his arms and curled up against him.

No crying, no fuss, no talking.

Long Lifei's breathing stagnated for a moment, as if there was a fluffy kitten suddenly in his arms, and he was at a loss as to whether he should take her away, or hug her and comfort her.

The cool palm finally fell on her back, "I'll take you back to your room."

She lowered her head in his arms and said nothing. She had closed her eyes, and her eyelashes as thin as cicada wings cast a faint green shadow under her eyes.

Long Lifei carefully picked her up, stood up and walked out of the wine cellar.

Because she had been in the wine cellar for a long time and her body was cold, I was worried that she would catch a cold. When I got back to the room, I put her on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover her.

Ye Qingcheng's drinking capacity is considered good, but because he drank in a hurry, he mixed several kinds of spirits together. At this moment, his consciousness has long been occupied by alcohol. His usually delicate brows are frowning tightly, his eyes are tightly closed, and his thin lips are stained red by alcohol.

But he kept opening and closing and whispering something in a low voice.

Long Lifei couldn't hear what she was saying, and was worried that she was uncomfortable. He leaned down, put his ear to her lips, and listened carefully to her whispers.

She whispered over and over again, as if she was just repeating three words - I am not.

Long's cold eyebrows were furrowed, his expression was solemn, and he didn't straighten up. Just when he turned to look at her, he didn't know why she suddenly stretched out her hands and hugged his neck. His upper body tilted down even more unexpectedly, and his lips were slightly cold.

Pressed against her extremely soft lips that smelled of alcohol.

A trace of surprise flashed across his dark pupils, and his spine stiffened. He held her arm and tried to pull her away. He slightly raised his head and left her lips a few millimeters away. Because of her strength, he tightened and his lips touched each other again.

together.

The eyes were complicated and obscure, fleeting, and his heart beat inexplicably, and his breath went from light to heavy. He didn't know whether it was because of the guilt of kissing his sister, or because... he had not had a woman for too long.

The confused thoughts were calmed down. He pulled her arm forcefully, stood up straight, turned around and was about to leave. Hearing all the sounds, he turned around and saw that she had kicked off the quilt and hadn't taken off her shoes.

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After hesitating for a while, he finally turned around and picked up the quilt on the ground to cover her body, took off her shoes, went to the bathroom to wring out a towel, sat by the bedside, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and wiped her face clean.

hands.

Because she kept glaring at the quilt, Long Lifei was worried that she would catch a cold, so he sat by the bed and pressed the quilt against her to prevent her from kicking.

Ye Qingcheng slept peacefully at first, with his brows furrowed and his lips tightly biting, so hard that he almost bit his fresh lips, causing blood to flow out.

Strong fingers pinched her jaw, and his voice was low, as if he was giving an order: "Don't bite yourself. If you really feel uncomfortable, bite my hand."

After the words fell, he placed his hand on her lips. She seemed to understand his words in a daze, and stopped biting herself. She opened her mouth and bit his hand very hard, as if she wanted to bite him.

A piece of meat was bitten off his body!

A viscous liquid slowly flowed out from the side of the hand, bright red in color, and the air was filled with a faint fishy sweetness, intertwined with the smell of alcohol.

He looked at her gradually calming expression and her mood, changing over and over again.

Thinking of something she once said in her ear: We are all the same fallen people in the world!

But, what kind of man can make Ah Qing like him so much?

If possible, he really wanted to ask him face to face: What is it about our Ah Qing that is not worthy of your liking?

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At sunset and dusk, Jin Cunxu played chess with Long Pei, Gu Mingxi made tea aside, and Long Ziqi sat on the carpet, playing with little Long Jin.

Xiao Long Jin was wearing a yellow Pikachu suit, with white and tender skin, and big round eyes. When he laughed, he would drool, and he would moan from one end of the carpet to Long Ziqi's face on the other end of the carpet.

Climb slowly in the direction!

Ye Qingcheng woke up, changed into clean clothes, went downstairs, and rubbed his head as he walked. He had a splitting headache!

Gu Mingxi saw him coming downstairs and asked with concern: "You don't seem to be looking well. Do you want to ask Cheng Dong to come over?"

Ye Qingcheng shook his head: "No, maybe I slept for too long." Feeling guilty, she didn't dare to say that she was a drunkard and drank too much!

Gu Mingxi did not force her, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't be pushy. Remember to tell us, otherwise you can tell A Li!"

"I understand, Mom." Ye Qingcheng curled her lips and showed an okay smile, her eyes fell on Xiao Long Jin on the carpet, and she walked over.

Long Ziqi saw her with gentle eyes: "Is Long Jin too fat and should he lose weight?"

He's so round that he can't even crawl. Even a snail can crawl faster than him.

"It's better to be fatter! Fat people are not afraid of the cold. Xiao Long Jin has the good genes of your kindness. Even if he is fat, he is still the most handsome among the fat people!" Ye Qingcheng sat on the carpet and poked Long Jin's plump little butt with his fingers.

.

Oops, the kid's whole body is as soft as plasticine.

Jin Cunxu frowned and said in a gentle voice: "My son is not fat!"

Ye Qingcheng turned his head and Jin Cunxu's eyes were focused on the chessboard without looking over, but it was obvious that he heard their conversation word for word.

He looked at Long Ziqi and shrugged helplessly.

It's obviously your wife who said your son is a chubby kid, not me!

Really, protect your shortcomings, protect your shortcomings!

Long Lifei came down from upstairs, and the first person who saw him was Long Ziqi, whose eyes fell on his right hand, "Brother, what's wrong with your hand?"

Everyone looked over and saw that his right hand was wrapped thinly with a white bandage and hanging by his side, with a calm expression.

Long Lifei looked at Ye Qingcheng sitting on the carpet for a second, and said in a lukewarm voice: "I accidentally got hurt."

"Is it serious?" Gu Mingxi asked worriedly.

How can you hurt your hand if you are doing well!

"Cheng Dong has seen it, it's okay." When Long Lifei answered, Ye Qingcheng didn't know what he was thinking. He put his hands on Xiao Longjin's armpits, lifted him up slightly, put him back, and let him start again.

Climb this section.

Seeing how childish she was, Long Ziqi couldn't help laughing.

Long Lifei couldn't help but smile in his eyes.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Xiao Long Jin with a proud smile, thinking that he would bully him whenever he wanted. Who knew that although Long Jin was young, he couldn't stand being bullied, so he burst into tears with a loud "wow", and tears fell down his face.

Bai Xi's skin was soon covered with tears, and she was sobbing heartbreakingly.

The family was doing whatever they were supposed to do, and even Long Ziqi was sitting there, watching his son cry with loving eyes, without rushing to hug him or coax him.

It’s not a big deal. Children shouldn’t be too spoiled. Children are easily spoiled. Once they cry, hug them and coax them. No matter what happens in the future, they will cry and ask you to compromise!

Born into a famous family, even if Long Jin does not inherit the position of president in the future, Long Ziqi and Jin Cunxu do not want him to be a spoiled playboy!

Long Jin cried for a long time. Seeing that no one came to hug or comfort him, he probably felt that crying was useless. He looked up and found that the person closest to him was Ye Qingcheng, and he crawled towards her with a hum.

Ye Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, "Oh, that kid still dares to crawl next to her! What do you want to do?"

In full view of everyone, Long Jin climbed up to Ye Qingcheng, sat up slowly, and then did something that stunned everyone.

Her chubby little hands pulled Ye Qingcheng's sleeves, lowered her head and wiped her tears and snot on Ye Qingcheng's clothes.

Ye Qingcheng: "..."

Long, little brat, you are so mean at such a young age, do your parents know?

After Long Jin wiped his tears and nose, he sniffed, raised his chin and shook, with a 24k pure gold arrogant expression, and continued to crawl towards his mother with his butt facing Ye Qingcheng,

I don’t know whether it was intentional or accidental, but I farted loudly.

In the silent hall, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

When Jin Cunxu saw his son's despicable appearance, he couldn't help but burst out laughing for the first time.

Long Pei and Gu Mingxi couldn't help but laugh.

Long Lifei raised his eyebrows, and his thin lips spread into a half-hearted smile. He was indeed Jin Cunxu’s type!

Ye Qingcheng lowered his head and asked Long Ziqi with a speechless expression: "Do you know that your son is so mean?"

Long Ziqi chuckled: "I didn't know before, but now I know."
To be continued...