Long Yan seemed to think carefully for a while before slowly speaking: "I am thirty-five years old this year."
"Eh... you are so old!!" Qing Yi raised an eyebrow and said in surprise, "You are ten years older than me. Should I call you Uncle Long?"
"Naughty" Long Yan gently pulled her hair as punishment, but he seemed to be stunned and did not make a sound for a long time. When the black sunglasses sneered, he still did not participate in their conversation.
"I don't have a fixed career, I do everything, and I don't have a so-called home. I can be considered a cosmopolitan family. I'm not married, I don't have a beautiful wife, and I don't have any children..."
"...I am a poor old man that no one likes. Do you want Qingyi to like me?"
"Chi" black sunglasses finally made a sound similar to the complete word
Qing Yi was instantly petrified... and there was no sound for a long time.
Long Yan's hand slowly touched her face along with Qing Yi's hand at some point. He gently traced her face with his fingertips, moving from her forehead to her chin, then from her chin back to her eyebrows, and from her eyebrows to her eyebrows.
to her eyes, then to her nose, and finally to her lips
When Qing Yi touched her face with his hand, she felt nervous all over her body. The darkness magnified everything, including her feelings.
Until his finger stopped on her lips, she felt that the hairs all over her body were standing on end. She even wanted to open her mouth and bite his finger off impulsively.
"If we can't get out and have this last time left, are you willing to like me?" His voice murmured and he slowly came closer, his breath getting thicker little by little. Then, when she was extremely nervous and at a loss what to do,
At that moment, his lips finally touched hers. It was just a light touch, and he immediately lifted it up, but did not move too far away.
She didn't dare to move, for fear that if she moved, she would bump into him again
"No one likes me, Qing Yi, no one likes me, is Qing Yi willing to like me?" Every time he asked, his lips would touch hers in a subtle way, making her itchy and even more nervous.
"Hey, you, are you okay?" Qing Yi gently pushed Long Yan, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be really different. He was pushed out straight, like a powerless person. "Hey, Long Yan, are you
fine?"
Her nervous voice caused Black Sunglasses to turn on the light again. He came over and held Qing Yi aside before going to check on Long Yan. "Damn it, why are you sick at this time?" Black Sunglasses looked very annoyed. He touched his body and cursed again.