Make up lessons well

Author: Sicilian Fish

Make up lessons well

The kiss stopped, but the panting was still there. He looked at her eyes as deep as obsidian, and raised the corners of her lips slightly, showing a very satisfied look.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him, for fear that he would slow down and do it again.

He was silent, holding her arms with both hands: "Aying, come with me for a walk."

Without waiting for her reply, he helped her zip up her down jacket, put on her hat, and then pulled her out of the alley.

There was no one on the snowy street, the lights were dim, and occasionally vehicles whizzed past, and the wind blew up snowflakes all over the place.

He led her towards the guest house, and she pulled his hand: "Ye Yifan, I can't go to the guest house with you. My brother will definitely make trouble with you if he finds out."

His lips curled up slightly: "If you don't go to the guest house, just walk to the corner in front." He pursed his lips towards the corner in front.

Well, it wasn't far anyway, only a few dozen meters, so she let him lead her and walked over.

When he reached the corner and walked less than ten meters into the alley, he stopped. Then he looked up. There was a large bunch of very light-colored peach blossoms sticking out from the wall. Because the light was too dark, he could not see clearly.

, it feels like it should be pink.

Qiu Ying looked at the flowers on the branches, then looked at him again, widened her eyes and asked: "Ye Yifan, you don't want to steal other people's flowers, do you?"

It was obvious that he had this intention in his eyes. With a jumping and climbing movement, he broke off a peach blossom, jumped down, and handed the peach blossom to her.

"Who?", "Which little thief stole our flowers in the middle of the night?..."

In an instant, there was a sound of cursing in the yard.

After Qiu Ying and Ye Yifan looked at each other and smiled, Ye Yifan held the flowers in one hand and held Qiu Ying in the other and ran forward. The fine snowflakes and bright lights sprinkled on them, as if they were coated with a silver-gray light edge.

Very dreamy.

They stopped when they thought no one would be chasing them. When they looked up, they saw that they were under the eaves of the entrance to a small shop not far from the reception.

Both of them were panting. He stroked her back to help her breathe easier, and then handed her the peach blossom.

She took it, gasped, and said with a smile: "Ye Yifan, if you are caught, do you know how big of a joke it will be?"

He raised his eyebrows and raised his lips: "They will feel very honored that I took a fancy to their flowers and gave them to such a beautiful girl."

"I didn't expect that our Secretary Ye would be so thick-skinned." Qiu Ying smiled, somewhat admiring his sudden cheekiness.

Suddenly, without any warning, he pulled her into his arms, put his hands around her waist, and rocked her from side to side: "Aying, do we look like we are in love now?"

She raised her head, rested her chin on his chest, and looked at him, puzzled: "Didn't we fall in love before?"

He pressed her head into his arms again and said in a quiet voice: "I have been forcing you to get married. I'm afraid you think I want to cut corners and skip the step of falling in love."

She really hadn't thought about it that way. At most, she felt that he was insecure and wanted to tie her up with marriage as soon as possible.

Seeing that she didn't respond, he then said: "Don't worry, after we get married, I will also make up for you with all the love you need to have."

Sometimes the words of a nerd can also warm people's hearts: "Okay, Secretary Ye, please remember to make up for your lessons after you get married."
Chapter completed!