You Sound Sleepy

This is obviously a request for intimacy.

Que Qingyan stared down at Lin Mian, the color of the light cast a thin shadow on the deep eye contour. His gaze moved from the tip of his ear to her red lips, and went down.

Lin Mian is still wearing his suit jacket, her white and reddish neck is lined with black material, and the straight suit is loosened on her, and her voice is also surly as if she just woke up.

The whole person is soft as if they have just been fished out of the water, able to take whatever they want.

In other words, this soft attitude is more like a tentative approach, always trying to cross the line of Que Qingyan restraint, and the unconsciousness in the flirting is a bit provocative.

There is no reason not to respond.

Lin Mian was nervous and ashamed, it was her limit to be able to say this. She thought silently in her heart, if she waits until she kisses Que Qingyan, then a hug is okay...

Halfway through thinking, Lin Mian heard Que clearly said: "I have taken many lawsuits." After a pause, he continued in a low voice, "Regardless of whether it is a difficult case or not, the interests of the parties are very important to me. "

The topic suddenly turned to the lawsuit. Lin Mian raised his eyes in a daze and looked at Que Qingyan. He couldn't hear clearly, so his expression was still a little confused. The latter smiled, and said, "So if you don't say what you want, I don't know how to teach you."

Lin Mian's ears trembled: "I..."

"I promised that no matter what you ask, I will meet it." Lin Mian's hand subconsciously grasped the corners of the jacket, Que Qingyan took her hand and stroked it between her soft fingers, with a low voice at the end and a smile. Yi, calmly said, "Tell me, what do you want me to teach you?"

Lin Mian slowly understood.

Her face was so hot that she could cook shrimp, and she couldn't say a word, so she almost put the suit on her head over her head.

He, he, he wants her to say in person, do you want him to kiss him? ! !

A short distance away, Lin Mian had a red face, one hand was still being held by Que Qingyan. He rubbed her slightly sweaty palms with his fingers, not too strong or light, like a guiding and persuasive temptation.

She couldn't say it, but she wanted to be intimate with him.

"If you don't say what you want, I will grasp how difficult it is to teach." Que Qingyan seemed to have not seen Lin Mian's shame, with a calm expression, and continued to ask, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Lin Mian was stunned and retorted in a low voice, "How could I be afraid--"

The following words came to an abrupt end.

To grasp the degree of difficulty in teaching, it means...

Lin Mian digested the meaning of the first half of the sentence a little bit and reacted.

At this moment, the two were at the door of the bedroom. Although they were close, Que Qingyan did not step in. He stopped at the edge of the door along the border line, carrying the lights of the living room, and standing calmly and solemnly, waiting for Lin Mian to speak.

Ruozhiruoli's ambiguity is the most boring. Lin Mian's ears were hot and she couldn't bear it. She stretched out her hand a little bit and gently grasped the corner of Que Qingyan's shirt, wanting to stand on tiptoe and move forward.

Before moving, the hand holding the shirt was clasped.

Lin Mian's heart sank slightly, Qi Qiran raised his eyes to see Que Qingyan, his eyes filled with grievances of desire and dissatisfaction.

He wouldn't let her kiss.

Lin Mian was still declining, and when he saw Que Qingyan glance down the shirt button, he smiled and asked, "Want me to teach this?"

The next moment, Lin Mian's hand was covered by his slender fingers, pulling upwards, touching the cold shirt collar button. In a daze, Que Qingyan had half clasped her hand and untied the first button.

"..." Lin Mian stared at his unbuttoned button for a few seconds, the consciousness in his head collapsed suddenly, and he whispered for a long while, "Que Qing..."

Lin Mian's hand was still being held, and Que Qingyan emptied her hand, pressing the edge of the button with his free fingertips, and naturally unbuttoned the second button of his shirt.

In a real sense, the buttons are not made by Lin Mian.

But the current situation... is no different from how she unbuttoned him.

Two of Que Qingyan's shirt buttons have been unbuttoned, which can reveal the collarbone at the neckline. The light in the room is bright, and the beautiful muscle line down his collarbone can be vaguely seen through the shirt.

The timing is wrong, the occasion is wrong, and the atmosphere is too ambiguous.

That claim in the afternoon, the intentional intimacy in the evening, Que Qingyan was not without response. He understood that Lin Mian might want a kiss, or maybe just a hug, but now he looked down at the red-faced person, felt the trembling hands of the other party, and wanted to tighten his self-control for the first time. , Cross the line to do whatever you want.

Before the scene was completely out of control, Lin Mian heard Que Qingyan asking: "Don't teach this?"

"..." The third button of the shirt was untied, Lin Mian looked dazzling, blushing at a loss, and his heart beating like a drum. The brain was blank for a long time, followed by saying, "Yes..."

Of course Lin Mian knew what would happen next if he didn't stop it.

But not only did she not deny it, she also admitted it with the overwhelming sense of shame.

Que Qingyan didn't expect Lin Mian to really obey. He paused slightly and stopped for a moment. He released his hand clasping her, constricting his smile.

Lin Mian finally calmed down, suddenly reacted, she seemed to be in front of him again...

"When a person is lying," Que Qingyan leaned over and looked at Lin Mian, holding her hand from the palm to the inner wrist, gently rubbing the small piece of skin with her fingertips, teaching her, "The pulse will speed up. "

Then, warm fingers touched Lin Mian's neck and continued: "The body temperature will rise."

The two got close, and they were at a distance where they could smell each other: "The breathing will also be rapid."

Que Qingyan's tone was low and gentle, not like the usual coldness, but rather provoked like nothing.

Lin Mian didn't hear a word in the later words, and his attention was all on the touch of the other party. He touched it inch by inch, intentionally or unintentionally, and the gentleman's touch was quick to accept, leaving a moment of incomprehensible irritation.

Que Qingyan's eyes were deep, and he added: "These don't rule out other reasons."

"Que Qingyan," Lin Mian finally suffocated a word, his eyes were wet with a pitiful meaning, and he seemed to be crying. She finally confessed in a low voice, "I...I want you to kiss me."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Mian's waist tightened, and the opponent grabbed her waist.

Without the restraint of asceticism, this kiss seemed to be stripped of the usual calm and restrained, with a bit of obvious desire. Que Qingyan's slender fingers rubbed Lin Mian's hot auricles, pushed the scattered black hair behind her ears, stroked the back of her neck and kissed deeply.

Lin Mian was still wearing a suit, and his jacket slipped to the ground with unexpected movements. Across her thin pajamas, her soft waist skin pressed against the other's palm, and she raised her head to respond to the kiss, her heart beating more intensely than the other.

too……

Before she thought about it, Que Qingyan's lips moved back a bit.

Lin Mian held his breath for so long, grabbing at the corner of Que Qingyan's shirt, just about to blush and breathe in silence. In a daze, he felt his breath all the way down from the corner of his lips to the side of his neck.

Lin Mian, who had just recovered a little soberness, curled up his fingers, and his brain was completely empty.

At the same time, the mobile phone thrown on the bed in the bedroom suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

"..." After a moment of silence, Lin Mian tightened his shirt in annoyance, and asked in a low voice in shame, "Just treat it as if you didn't hear it, okay?"

Before the word "good" was finished, the doorbell rang just in time.

Lin Mian: "..."