The School Bully Is A Little Wildcat - Chapter 23
Marriage contract? Yi Qiyao was thunderstruck by these two words and did not come back to her senses for half a day.
When Mo Qianqing came out from the bathroom, Yi Qiyao still kept that pose unchanged.
He laughed soundlessly and waved his palm in front of her eyes. “Scared silly? Or are you excited to know that you are going to marry me?”
“Don’t stink of beauty, full of nonsense.”
“You don’t believe me?” He asked her with a raised eyebrow, “When Aunt Lin comes back, ask her and it will be clear.”
After saying that, he got up and walked to the kitchen. “Seventeen, is it okay to eat noodles tonight?” Mo Qianqing asks as he ties his apron.
Yi Qiyao walked to the kitchen door and leaned against the wall to look at him, his sleeves were pulled up, revealing a white but not slim arm, even Yi Qiyao could see the green veins under the skin.
Mo Qianqing washed vegetables with his head down, his bangs hanging down softly, covering his temples, his expression serious, at this time it was hard for Yi Qiyao to merge him with his usual cold and clear appearance.
This person, every time gives her a different feeling.
“Ah Mo, you really look like a good family man.” Yi Qiyao sincerely praised.
Knowing that Yi Qiyao had been looking at him, Mo Qianqing didn’t have a trace of discomfort. “If you’re bored, help me finish beating the eggs.”
“Oh, okay.” Yi Qiyao does as he instructs, and beats the two eggs and puts them on the plate.
Anyway, there was nothing to do, so she stood aside to watch him cook the noodles.
“Ah Mo, do you still remember our first meeting?”
Mo Qianqing fried the eggs and said without raising his head, “Yes, you helped me dress my wound.”
“No, the first time we met was not at KTV,” Yi Qiyao paused for a moment, “Don’t you remember? One night I was almost robbed, you helped me.”
Mo Qianqing quickly flipped the spatula and loaded the omelette on the plate. “Bring it over.”
“Don’t remember much.” Mo Qianqing returned indifferently.
“Oh.” The mood was a bit lost. “But Mo, the noodles you cooked are delicious! Come, let us Sugar try your handiwork too.” She chucked the noodles and put them into Sugar’s bowl.
Mo Qianqing slowly and methodically ate the noodles with a reserved posture. “Seventeen, I’ll make pickled fish for you to try when you get well.”
She smiled, her eyes curved and very animated. “Good!”
Into the night
Yi Qiyao sits on the sofa with Sugar in her arms, very rushed. “Ah Mo, I’ll go back first.”
Mo Qianqing glanced at her and didn’t move. “Go back where? Home?” He poured himself a glass of water and drank it all in one go.
The lips that had drunk the water were moist and full, and Yi Qiyao swallowed particularly spinelessly.
Mo Qianqing approached her step by step, stood at a step away from her, leaned down slightly, trapped her between himself and the sofa, and his lips came close to her ear.
“Seventeen, all alone, aren’t you afraid?” Mo Qianqing deliberately lowered his voice, which was already a bit hoarse, but at this time it was even more sexy.
Feeling the heat coming from her ears, Yi Qiyao uncomfortably moved her body, but still felt her ears burning. “No …… not afraid.” Even the voice stumbled.
He smiled lightly, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all wintry. Yi Qiyao could not help but look at a few more eyes, only to find that his pair of phoenix eyes are so seductive, smile when the eyes flowing, charming and moving, Yi Qiyao’s mind popped up two words “voluptuous”.
Mo Qianqing’s smile was extremely attractive and tickled the heart. He rested his chin on Yi Qiyao’s shoulder and said carelessly, “Seventeen, stay here!”
His temperature and his breath were so close to her that Yi Qiyao felt as if she was surrounded by waves and could not get out.
Her body was stiff, and her face was burning.
Yi Qiyao moved her lips and was interrupted by his words, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you. Can’t give up.” Mo Qianqing deliberately ignores her dissimilarity.
“Aunt Lin has packed everything for you, it’s here.” Mo Qianqing pointed to the bag next to the coffee table.
“……” Where can she refuse.
When Yi Qiyao changed her pajamas and came out, she saw an extra blanket on the sofa.
“You, sleeping on the sofa tonight?” She was a little embarrassed.
“You’re the one sleeping on the couch tonight.” Mo Qianqing pokes her fantasy without mercy.
Yi Qiyao blinked and pointed to the room next to his study. “I remember, that one seems to be the guest room, right! Why ……”
He smiled politely and interrupted her, “It’s not convenient.” Then looked at her face, “Seventeen, you didn’t get any water on your wound, did you?”
“No.” Her fingers grabbed her pajamas, “Yah, I haven’t washed my face yet!” It took a moment to remember in the rush.
“You sit on the sofa and wait, don’t move.” After saying that, Mo Qianqing went into the bathroom.
Yi Qiyao couldn’t figure out what he was up to, but she still sat down in a disciplined manner. When he came out again, he had a towel in his hand.
“Ah Mo, you ……”
Mo Qianqing sat beside her, holding her shoulder blade with his left hand and holding the towel in his right hand to wipe her face. “Don’t move around, I’ll wipe it for you.”
This position was a few points more awkward than just now, sitting face to face, his breath blowing onto her face, her cheeks indisputably flushed.
She knew that her heart must be beating fast, and she didn’t want to, but she couldn’t help it. “That …… I’ll just do it myself.” She didn’t want him to hear her heartbeat.
“You’re clumsy, what can you do?”
Under the towel is her delicate skin, even through the towel, Mo Qianqing also know very soft, small face flushed, gentle faraway eyebrows under, is her black bright black eyes, bones turning.
The first time I saw a pair of eyes like that, Mo Qianqing felt astringent in his throat. It is tempting to cover those eyes of hers, don’t, tempt him.
“Well, it’s getting late, you should go to sleep.” He got up as if nothing had happened and put the towel back to the bathroom.
Yi Qiyao mutters in a small voice for a while, then lies down obediently on the sofa and falls asleep in a short while.
Mo Qianqing finishes his shower and comes out from the bathroom, his hair rubbed until half dry, his wet hair makes him look quite gentle.
He squatted next to the sofa to look at her, and she was very well-behaved when she fell asleep, like an insatiable cat.
Mo Qianqing stretched out his hand to gently touch her faraway brow, his slender fingers fell to her left eye and paused.
He probed half of his body and his slightly hot lips imprinted on the corner of her eye. “My girl, good night.”
Mo Qianqing gently picks her up from the sofa, perhaps too tired, Yi Qiyao doesn’t wake up, instead finding a comfortable position in his arms to continue sleeping.
He cried and laughed, but he couldn’t wake her up, so he gently put her on the bed in the bedroom, covered her with the blanket and left.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time, and you can’t even get to know them.
He logged into his QQ number, which he doesn’t use often, and tapped on a gray avatar.
“Are you there? I need to ask you a favor.” He knocked down a line and sent it over.
The other party replied quickly, “Yes, it’s not another post deletion, is it?”
“No, help me look up a person.” Mo Qianqing sent over the user ID of that [three is inexhaustible].
“You wait a minute ……”
Mo Qianqing frowned, his eyes always fixed on the screen, not relaxing for a moment.
“Found out, this person also has a big number called [Misty Morning Light], the one you gave me is her small number.”
He quickly knocked down a line and sent it over, “So what, who is she?”
“Hey, no comment.”
For the first time, Mo Qianqing felt that person was so indebted!
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mini-theater
Mo: “What to say about you? You said you’d take care of it yourself? How do you still have the leisure to sleep.”
Yi: “How can I solve the trouble if I don’t get well.” (Heh heh chuckle)
Easy: “Besides, I knew Amor was the best!” ?????
Mo: “That’s good that you know!” (arrogant) “You had a bad eye for picking men before!”
The man: “Well, you’re the good guy?”
Mo: “How dare you talk?” (Angry) “You didn’t even help me check out someone!”
The man: “There is no benefit, so why help.” ? [┐”_”┌]?