Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Every time he looked at him, Qing'er couldn't help feeling how good the boy was, looking at the brow bone, looking at the eyelashes, looking at the eyes.

Her fingers did not consciously slide gently down his eyebrows. At this time, A Yao's eyebrows moved, and her eyes slowly opened.

It was about just waking up, when he opened his eyes, his eyes were a daze, a little cute.

Qing'er couldn't help but burst into laughter, poked his cheek and said, "I woke you up?"

A Yao blinked and finally recovered the clarity. The next second he smiled and took the opportunity to embrace her waist and hug her into his arms.

"Hmm..." His voice was a little husky and lazy, "How come back today so early, dinner is not ready yet... you kiss me, I'll go cooking."

"No, I have eaten Chinese food every day recently, and I want to change my taste." Qinger smiled, "I'll order a takeaway later. Have you rested, have you been tired recently?"

A Yao opened her eyes and stared at her, her eyes somewhat meaningful: "This manual labor will not exhaust me."

Qin Er knew what he was suggesting at a glance. He was amused and reached out and squeezed a hand on his cheek: "So why are you tired and fell asleep on the sofa?"

"Afternoon basketball team training." He snorted, grabbed her hand and kissed it on his lips. "They turned me in a dozen people...a bunch of idiots."

Qinger couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I went to watch your game last time, I feel that your team members are very obedient to you, how dare they?"

"So they are stupid." He scorned. "How could I let them reach my limit."

Qinger expressed his relief: "It seems that you are getting along well with your classmates, then I can rest assured."

A Yao smiled "heh" and clasped a kiss on the back of her head. Her voice was a little dumb: "Mother called me last night and asked me how my progress was."

Qinger lost his intimate interest in an instant, opened his eyes and looked at him, his tone was urgent: "Did you say nothing?"

A Yao's eyes dimmed: "I promised you something, I would naturally do it, but... I don't understand the need to hide this matter."

"Well..." Qing'er coughed and explained, "If they are known, I will definitely be teased to death in the future...After all, I said eloquently that you are just my younger brother. There is no possibility, and the result is now self-slap..."

A Yao smiled briefly, then paused and asked again: "Then... when are you going to announce our relationship?"

"It's not too late to say when the time is right." Qinger rubbed his hair, and his tone was like coaxing a child. "Before that, wouldn't it be better for us to live in a two-person world without being disturbed?"

A Yao's eyes were a bit obscure, but in a flash, he laughed: "Okay. I'm going to cook first. You can watch TV, and dinner will be all right."

"Isn't that my name is takeaway." Qing'er said that he had already started looking for a mobile phone from his pocket.

"The ingredients are all ready. There are steamed sea bass tonight. I just started pickling as soon as I came back. It must be delicious now." A Yao held her hand, and the tone was full of temptation.

Qing'er's saliva couldn't help but began to flood. She made a swallowing movement and consciously got up from him: "Well, then you will work hard for a while."

A Yao kissed her with a smile, got up and went to the kitchen.