Although he couldn't open his eyes anymore, he still raised his head vigorously and shouted towards her window: "Qiu Mo, be my girlfriend, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."
"Oh, little girl, please agree to him quickly, look at this young man getting wet in the rain, how pitiful he is." Some neighbor shouted from the window, which immediately resonated with several people.
Qiu Mo felt distressed and anxious, stamped her feet, picked up an umbrella and rushed downstairs.
The small pink umbrella bloomed in the heavy rain, like a moving colorful mushroom. On the tall locust tree, the dense leaves were washed clean by the rain. Large areas of rainwater poured down continuously, forming a small
stream.
She stood on tiptoes, held an umbrella high and hit it on his head, and said angrily: "How old are you, and you still imitate those little boys?"
Leng Xiao had a wet look on his face and couldn't help but laugh when he saw him, "You're agreeing to me if you're willing to come down?"
"Who wants to promise you?"
"Then I will continue to stand until you agree." He said and took a step back, stubbornly retreating into the rain again.
Qiu Mo was anxious and quickly opened the umbrella for him. There was really nothing she could do to him. She raised her soft chin and said rather reluctantly: "Okay, go back to the house quickly."
"Agreed?" Leng Xiao looked at her in surprise.
The hope and excitement in his eyes instantly broke down the last line of defense in Qiu Mo's heart. In fact, there was no need for him to go to such a level. The initial statement that he was pursuing her again was just an excuse and reason for himself.
"Yes." Seeing her nodding lightly, Leng Xiao hugged her into his arms. He had never been so excited as he was today. It was like a precious thing was suddenly lost and found, and the joy was so overwhelming.
Without saying anything, he eagerly found her soft lips and kissed her.
The rain pattered down, dripping on the pink umbrella. The umbrella tilted a corner, revealing two figures embracing each other. The man was tall and slender, and the woman was petite and exquisite. She stood on tiptoes and raised her chin, while he
Then he lowered his head and moved his lips on hers.
The kiss was warm and sweet.
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Qiu Mo wiped Leng Xiao's hair with a white towel. While wiping it, he said, "Why are you so old-fashioned? I saw someone use this trick on TV when I was a kid."
"It's not about old age, it's about practicality. Do you think you agreed obediently?" someone said quite proudly.
"Aren't you afraid that you might catch a cold?" Qiu Mo increased the strength of his hands.
Leng Xiao gritted his teeth in pain and said, "Don't worry, even if you get wet all night, my body can withstand it."
"Ah, it turns out you already knew you wouldn't catch a cold. Did you do it on purpose?" Qiu Mo stomped her feet angrily and threw the towel on his head, "I won't wipe it anymore."
He accidentally let it slip again, so he had to turn around, put his arm around her waist and coaxed her: "Then do you know when was the last time I got sick?"
Qiu Mo bit her lip and shook her head. She seemed to have never seen him sick before.
"It was the night you left me." The dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of distant sadness, "It snowed that day. It was the first time I saw snow in that season, and then I started to work hard.
Missing you, I sat on the sofa all night and ended up getting sick the next day."
He hugged her tighter: "I feel like God is punishing me for treating you the way I did before, so you can come back to my arms today. It's really like a dream, Momo, you said
Is it not too late for me to start over?"
Qiu Mo held the man's face in distress. The expression of sadness and self-blame on his face deeply hurt her. Perhaps beauty and pain are the essence of love. Only when it ends can it start again. They have already missed it once.
, this time, no matter what, we will not pass each other by again.
Qiu Mo buried her face in his neck, breathing in the familiar smell of his body, and said softly: "It's not too late at all."
"Then are you willing to come home with me?" Leng Xiao said expectantly.
Qiu Mo nodded shyly.
"We'll go back tomorrow."
Leng Xiao couldn't help but feel happy. If he hadn't considered that it was too late today, he would have packed her back right now.
"Then the house opposite you didn't buy it for nothing?"
"I'll keep it for you. If you get angry with me one day, just think of it as returning to your parents' home, and then I'll come and take you back. However, I won't give you the chance to come back." He hugged her domineeringly.
Qiu Mo let out a sigh and fell down with him. She hit his chest with her small fists dissatisfiedly, "You're so annoying."
"Is this annoying? There are even more annoying things." He smiled evilly, turned over and pushed her under him.
"No." She quickly put her hands on his chest.
He was not willing to compromise, so he easily pulled her resisting hands to the top of her head, followed by a domineering kiss.
"Leng Xiao, I really can't..." He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish his words, he blocked her again.
"You're so nervous when your body is so tight?" His eyes were narrowed, and his hand reached under her nightgown.
Qiu Mo simply stopped talking and let him explore by himself.
Sure enough, when his hand touched something, he paused in disappointment. The emotion that had just surged in his eyes was replaced by disappointment, "That one?"
Qiu Mo turned his head away angrily: "I said I can't do it anymore."
"You are taking revenge on me." He tilted his body and rolled onto the bed, but his hands were still holding her tightly.
"Just to take revenge on you, big pervert." Qiu Mo lay on his chest and touched his nose with her slender fingers.
He grabbed her hand, then put it into his mouth while she screamed, bit it, and said with unclear words: "You must be responsible for what you said today, and I will make you ten times the compensation when the time comes.
I."
Qiu Mo was not afraid of him now, but her hand was numb from his bite. She wanted to pull it out, but was afraid of hurting his teeth by using too much force, so she said angrily: "You are not Carter, why do you still like to bite people?"
He opened his mouth and said mischievously, "Actually, I prefer to bite here." As he spoke, he reached up and bit the soft spot on her chest. Qiu Mo patted his head with her hand and screamed.
Laughing: "It's annoying, don't bite there."
The two were joking for a while, and Leng Xiao's cell phone suddenly rang.
He took Qiu Mo into his arms, lay down, and answered the phone.
Qiu Mo rested her head on his strong arm, raised her pointed chin and looked at him with a serious look on his face. He was completely different from the cold Xiao who bit her body just now, naughty like a child.
She couldn't help but move her face closer to his arms. She had never even thought about this kind of happiness before, whether everything happened too suddenly and too fast.
Seeing Leng Xiao's serious expression after putting down the phone, Qiu Mo couldn't help but asked worriedly, "What happened?"