However, what is beyond doubt is that Jian Yixi is indeed drunk?
Otherwise, why would he have such a strong smell of alcohol? Even his cheeks are red and his eyes are half-squinted. His handsome and elegant appearance is simply impeccable, and the jade-like finely carved edges and corners of his face are right in front of him.
distinct.
The thin lips moved slightly, as if they were whispering something.
"Don't go...Xiao Ran..."
Qian Weiran was pressed hard by him and couldn't move at all. He kept saying things like not to leave. Qian Weiran was a little depressed. He was pressing her down like this? How did he ask her to leave?
"..."
I don’t know why, looking at such a pear-like clean face that is not stained or turbid at all, Qian Wei’s heart will beat uncontrollably. Jian Yixi is also Jian Yixi. Even though it is as cold as ice, there are times when she is fragile, no matter what.
I am willing to let people discover the dark side of my heart.
She couldn't help but stroked his brow, which had never relaxed from beginning to end, and said softly: "Xi... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."
The person she feels most sorry for is Jian Yixi. He has waited for her for ten years, but what did he get in exchange? Just hurt? Fortunately, it was not Qian Weiran who broke up, but him? This can make Qian Weiran feel less guilty.
.
That said, in fact, Qian Weiran's guilt cannot be determined by who initiates the breakup. It's just that Qian Weiran has always been paralyzing himself?
"do not leave Me……"
Jian Yixi still didn't open her eyes, and kept murmuring something. Her breath and tone, which smelled like wine, just sprayed on Qian Weiyan's cheeks. It was a little burning, a little hot, and Qian Weiran didn't dare to look at Jian Yixi anymore.
.
Because, Qian Weiran's heart is beating so hard now? The distance between them is only a few centimeters? Maybe, they will kiss accidentally. Qian Weiran is still in a very entangled state, since there is no connection at all.
Yes, why are we still so entangled? However, Qian Weiran’s thoughts in her heart and her words are not consistent.
With such contradictory psychology, Qian Weiran finally chose to obey her inner thoughts, raised her head slightly, wrapped her hands around Jian Yixi's neck, and took the initiative to kiss Jian Yixi's lips.
The soft touch of a slight coolness, the rich aroma of wine on his lips, and the elegant aroma of pear blossoms in Jian Yixi's own. She learned the usual technique of being kissed by them, and kissed her gently. This was the first time that she was so proactive and impulsive.
Want to kiss a man?
Did she want to end it with this kiss?
Unknowingly, Jian Yixi also reacted? Qian Weiran didn't dare to continue, for fear that he would wake up and she wouldn't know how to face the embarrassment between the two of them. Qian Weiran just wanted to distance the two of them,
He grabbed the back of her head tightly and deepened the kiss. She originally thought it was just a simple goodbye kiss.
Unexpectedly, it actually developed into a deep kiss. Qian Weiran couldn't resist Jian Yixi's passionate kiss. It was like infusing the pain that had been suppressed for a long time. Qian Weiran's lips began to hurt. He kissed her really hard.
So hard, so hard.
Is Jian Yixi drunk or not? Why did she still have such a strong reaction? I don't know how long it took, but Qian Weiran felt dizzy and almost out of breath.
Jian Yixi slowly stopped moving and seemed to be asleep, but their lips were still ambiguously touching each other.