Xi Lanting was standing in front of the window, watering the two pots of hollyhocks.
The flowers of the hollyhocks have fallen a lot, and the green leaves are dense and straight and slender, which is very beautiful.
Yun Qiao stepped forward and hugged him from behind.
Xi Lanting's voice was light: "That guy Xi Zun sold me out, didn't he?"
"Don't blame Brother Zun." Yun Qiao's voice was buzzing, "Uncle Qi, I really don't feel sorry. You don't have to be like this..."
Putting so much effort into making her happy.
Xi Lanting: "I'm not doing it for you. It's just that I read newspapers criticizing the president every day, which is very annoying. Why don't I change the topic?
The conflict between old and new trends of thought, this is a collision between inherent ideas and new ideas, can make the cultural world temporarily prosperous. In this incident, a new literary giant will definitely be born."
Great writers need an opportunity to become famous.
In this current trend of thought, whoever's writing is sharper and his thoughts are more convincing will become famous in one fell swoop.
For the literary world, this is a good time.
Newspaper sales will definitely increase significantly, which will also be a carnival for the newspaper industry.
In a few days, everyone will forget the cause of this incident and will forget to criticize Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting's relationship, because it will become "fried leftovers".
The love between the two of them can appear openly in front of people, and the world consciously endorses their love.
"...The literary world and the press have new things to talk about, and they are too late to be happy. It's not a bad thing, Yun Qiao, let's just enjoy the victory." Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao buried her head even tighter, wishing she could bury her whole body in him.
"Uncle Qi, I love you!" Yun Qiao whispered, "I love you so much!"
A storm arose in Xi Lanting's heart, spreading little by little and turning into a huge wave.
He loves her too!
He couldn't say it, and he couldn't explain it clearly, but he knew it.
That night, Yun Qiao did not return to the fourth room and stayed at Xi Lanting's place.
The two of them changed into pajamas and lay down. Yun Qiao rubbed herself into his arms, stepped on his calves with her bare feet, and nudged him from time to time. She kissed him and bit his lips.
Xi Lanting laughed softly in the dimly lit tent. His voice was like a glass of wine, warm and inviting: "Puppy."
The puppy not only bit his lip, but also bit his jaw and Adam's apple.
Xi Lanting unbuttoned her pajamas, took her hand, and let her trace her body carefully. His skin was cold, his lower abdomen was slightly hard, and the belt of his pajamas was loose.
Yun Qiao gasped slightly and stopped.
Xi Lanting gently bit her collarbone: "Qiaoer, help me..."
Yun Qiao's hand slowly slid down after listening to his words.
The rain dispersed and the clouds closed, and the two of them cuddled up quietly.
Yun Qiao told him: "Uncle Qi, you bit my lip again."
Xi Lanting touched her lips and kissed her: "I'm sorry."
Yun Qiao: "Do you want me?"
"You have to think carefully," Xi Lanting said, "You are impulsive again, Yun Qiao."
Yun Qiao: "..."
She was indeed a little impulsive.
She was very touched by what happened this time and didn't know how to repay him.
It seemed that only by committing myself to each other could I be worthy of Uncle Qi's deep affection.
Xi Lanting gently kissed her lips again: "I'll kiss you."
Yun Qiao started to feel embarrassed again for no apparent reason: "No..."
Xi Lanting had already gotten into the quilt.
In the middle of the night, the two simply took a shower and went to sleep. Yun Qiao huddled in Xi Lanting's arms, still holding his waist, sleeping very peacefully.
Xi Lanting felt that her body and mind had never been so happy.
If he knew he was as happy as he is now, he should have gone to Yun Qiao long ago.
Xi Lanting has always been very conflicted.
When he was in pain, he wished he could die, but he was no longer dead in the true sense, and the pain would always be with him.
When he was not in pain, he hoped that he could live longer and see Yun Qiao get married and have children, and be happy.
This is where he is most conflicted.
But now, he really wanted to accompany Yun Qiao and finish her life. A mortal's life is short, just the tip of the iceberg in his long time.