I don't know if it's because of Qiao Yuxian's pitiful little appearance, or because he was seduced by the little vixen.
Gu Yanjing obeyed her wishes and lay beside her.
Qiao Yuxian lay down, folded her hands and put them on her body, lying flat on the bed: "I will sleep with you from now on."
Gu Yanjing turned his head and looked at her.
Qiao Yuxian just closed her eyes, her eyelashes drooping: "Good night."
Gu Yanjing looked at her for a while: "Good night."
We said good night to each other, expecting to have a quiet night.
Within ten minutes, Qiao Yuxian started to be dishonest.
She first suddenly lifted the quilt, and her arms rested on Gu Yanjing's body as she lifted the quilt.
Gu Yanjing, who had just closed her eyes, opened her eyes again.
When he turned his head to look at her, she happened to turn over, put one leg on his leg, and wrapped her arms around his waist.
The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and Gu Yanjing could clearly see her curled eyelashes.
I could also feel the warmth of her arm on my waist.
Gu Yanjing's eyes blinked slightly. After a while, he held her wrist and moved her arm away, trying to move her over.
But just after he had moved away a little, Qiao Yuxian shook off his hand and hugged him tightly again.
This time when she tightened her arms, he also came close to her, leaning her face against his shoulder and rubbing her face: "Don't move. Sister, give me a hug."
Gu Yanjing looked at the ceiling: "."
He didn't move anymore, and Qiao Yuxian was quiet for a while. But after a while, her hands started to move around on his body: "Zhaocai, why is your touch different from before?"
Gu Yanjing heard a word similar to a name and lowered his eyes to look at the top of her hair.
Qiao Yuxian kept his eyes closed, and touched randomly again, closing his lips together and saying: "Why did you lose your dog hair? How come you lost your dog hair! How can you survive the winter without dog hair?"
ah."
Only then did Gu Yanjing realize that her actions were very much like grooming a dog.
Young Master Gu's expression was a little gloomy, his eyes were a little fierce, and his mood seemed a little bad.
"Lucky." Qiao Yuxian was still touching him.
While smoothing "Zhaocai"'s hair, he shouted its name: "Zhaocai, Zhaocai, Zhaocai."
Gu Yanjing's hands slowly formed into fists, and the knuckles were raised and turned white. He looked at the ceiling with a frosty look on his face.
But that little hand kept touching him randomly.
Through a layer of fabric, it seemed to be touching his heart. Every time it touched, his heart beat faster.
He stared at the ceiling with an expression that gradually became fierce.
After a while, he went to grab her hand.
But when he had time, Qiao Yuxian's hand slipped into his bathrobe and touched his skin directly.
Feeling the smoothness of her fingers, Gu Yanjing's eyes trembled.
"Zhaocai, why do you still have abdominal muscles?" Qiao Yuxian buried her head on his shoulder, tracing the shape of the abdominal muscles with her fingers, counting them one by one, her voice intermittent, "One, two, three, four."
Gu Yanjing seemed to have a fire on her body, her jawline was tense, and she endured it again and again. When Qiao Yuxian counted to seven, he grabbed her arm, turned over suddenly, and pressed her under him.
"Ouch -" Qiao Yuxian shouted softly, frowned, and opened his eyes.
There was a layer of water vapor in the eyes, hazy, like a fairy or a demon.
Gu Yanjing's elbows were on both sides of hers, and he was holding her hands.
The hair on his forehead was hanging down, and his delicate red phoenix eyes were full of ruthlessness and lust, and his breathing was all messed up: "Qiao Yuxian."
The voice was extremely hoarse, but it sounded so powerful that it could tear people apart.
Qiao Yuxian frowned, his eyes were filled with innocence, and he didn't know what was going on.
Alcohol caused her to have fragmented memories, and she had no idea what she had just done and what was happening now.
Gu Yanjing looked into her eyes, and a desire to color her innocent eyes with lust suddenly arose in her heart, and she couldn't help but use a little more force with her hands.
Qiao Yuxian's frown deepened, and she struggled slightly with her wrist: "It hurts."
The little voice is soft.,
Gu Yanjing immediately relaxed her hold on her hand.
Qiao Yuxian's eyelashes flickered twice, then she broke away from Gu Yanjing's hand with her right hand, raised it, and touched his face.
After touching it, he withdrew his hand again, smiling sweetly as if he had stolen honey.
Gu Yanjing looked at her smile, and the veins on his neck were bulging. After a while, he closed his eyes, got up, and went to the bathroom.
With her so drunk, there was no way he could do anything to her while she was unconscious.
After taking a shower in the bathroom, Gu Yanjing opened the door and came out, and found Qiao Yuxian squatting at the door of the bathroom.
He hugged his knees with his arms and buried his face in his arms, a small ball.
Hearing the movement, she raised her eyes and looked.
There was a sleepy look in his eyes.
The man squatted and fell asleep at the door.
Gu Yanjing looked down at her, then squatted down and asked, "Why are you here?"
Qiao Yuxian looked at him, then lowered his head and whispered, "Don't leave me."
Gu Yanjing's eyelashes trembled: "Huh?"
"Don't abandon me." Qiao Yuxian said again, her voice a little aggrieved, "Grandpa and grandma are gone. Mom doesn't want me, dad doesn't want me, and my aunt and family dislike me. Don't abandon me again. I
Not a broom star."
Her eyelashes were drooped, making her emotions invisible.
But squatting on the ground, in a small ball, makes people feel lonely and lonely.
It's like the softest side deep inside is exposed, which makes people feel distressed.
Gu Yanjing's expression was indifferent, but he touched her head gently: "I didn't leave you, I just went to wash up. Let's go, go to sleep."
Qiao Yuxian raised her eyes and looked at him.
She didn't cry, but her eyes were very red.
She looked at him without moving or speaking.
Gu Yanjing scratched her eyelashes with her fingers: "What's wrong?"
"My feet are numb." Qiao Yuxian said pitifully, "I can't move."
Gu Yanjing flicked her on the forehead, then picked her up and walked to the bedroom.
In the end, Gu Yanjing didn't leave and slept with Qiao Yuxian.
In the early morning, light shone through the gaps in the curtains.
Qiao Yuxian was half asleep and half awake, struggling again and again. When she couldn't find the toilet for the nth time in her dream, she became more conscious.
But I didn't want to open my eyes, so I turned over and tried to relax for a while.
As a result, she raised her arm but did not lift it up.
Qiao Yuxian had his eyes closed, and a small question mark appeared above his head: "?"
What sealed her, yet she is still so strong.
Why does this feeling on my body still feel so weird?
Because he couldn't move and out of curiosity, Qiao Yuxian finally opened his heavy eyelids.
The vision changes from hazy to clear, and the consciousness changes from chaotic to awake.
Finally, she understood what she had seen.
A man's Adam's apple.
For a moment, Qiao Yuxian suddenly stood up as if he had been electrocuted.
Because her movement was too big, Gu Yanjing also opened her eyes and looked at her.
Their eyes met, Qiao Yuxian's eyes widened, and his dark eyes trembled uncontrollably.
Time seemed to stand still, and people seemed to be frozen, from head to toe.