He actually nodded, and Qi'an almost cried out of breath. Those eyes were like black jade covered with moisture, pure and beautiful, filled with tears that couldn't be shed, which was the most heartbreaking.

Pei Xuyan looked at the eyes that were so close, his fingers caressing her soft back neck, like falling snow, silently comforting her, and sighed.

"Qi'an."

Pei Xuyan called her name, both by name and surname, from between his lips and teeth. People are groggy, and the world is also groggy. His tone was coaxing: "Give me a chance, can you like me again?"

He killed her with a drunken knife.

Qi'an didn't answer and remained silent. This time, he didn't give her a chance to hide. He raised his fingers to press the back of her neck, the bridge of his nose touched the tip of her nose, and his thin lips touched hers, breathing mingled.

Pei Xuyan is a very purposeful person, as if he has no intention of letting her go at this moment, and is not satisfied with a simple touch.

Qi'an's breathing was slightly disordered, and her eyes suddenly opened wide. She stared blankly at Pei Xuyan. She was completely at a loss. She didn't know how to push him away and let him do whatever he wanted. It simply gave rise to the ultimate desire for destruction. He wanted to do it here.

Leave something on a blank piece of paper.

"Close your eyes." He whispered.

If longing has a voice, you will definitely hear a tsunami.

Qi'an's slender fingers nervously grasped his spread collar, pinching out the hidden folds that could not be seen. The palms of her hands were sticky with sweat. Heaven and man were fighting, but in the end they gave in and slowly let go.

It's so heart-pounding, the heartbeats overlap, everything is dim and soft, and everything happens naturally.

Pei Xuyan is exceptionally devoted and gentle, and at the same time reveals his strong nature inadvertently.

He asked her to close her eyes, but she stubbornly wanted to look at his face. Looking at the inseparable distance, his narrow eyes were stained with thick drunkenness. As his eyelashes moved slightly, his warm breath fell on hers.

On the nose, there are wisps of strands covering it.

The clavicle, wrist strength, body temperature, Adam's apple rolling up and down, the protruding veins on the neck, the surge of love.

Everything about him was so charming that she almost drowned her. She was unable to break free and fell into the warmth he gave her.

"Pei Xuyan..."

I forgot how long it had been since I had seen him so close. It always felt like a long time had passed. She whispered his name, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"I am here."

Hidden in the quiet lounge, it was infinitely amplified and echoed in my ears, and Pei Xuyan's voice, one after another, was lured into it.

The strong smell of drunkenness on his body collided with the smell of her perfume, and the smell of fall filled her breath.

Qi'an suddenly felt extremely aggrieved and sad. The emotions that had been suppressed for so many days found an opening, and it was like opening a floodgate and pouring out.

A tear slipped from his face and melted between their lips and teeth, and then more tears fell down, hitting his collar, and wet a small piece of clothes.

"Crying like this?" He stopped and wiped her tears, "My kiss wasn't that bad, right?"

"Pei Xuyan, I hate you so much!" Qi An still cried, her body trembling with sobs, she buried her face in the crook of his neck, her emotions broke out, and she sobbed and shouted.

"I hate you being cold and violent, I hate you not answering calls or text messages, I hate you ending when you say it's over and starting... I said I hate you so much, did you hear me!"

Those days, she was always greeted by a busy tone reminder, messages about him were shared in her circle of friends, and the call only rang for a second.

She also wanted to have the confidence to speak first and end it. It was obviously him who provoked her to appear in her life first, and then left without any nostalgia at all.

What he taught her the most during that time was to tell her that indifference was the surefire way.

Tears wet the shirt under Pei Xuyan's windbreaker. The temperature was hot and spread to his heart, causing a slight sting.

The girl cried to his heart.

Pei Xuyan held her in his arms, thought about it, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just like you."

She cried even harder, clenching her fists and beating his chest.

Pei Xuyan just held her tightly, no matter how much she cried or fussed, he never let go.

In fact, her strength is not strong at all, because she is reluctant to let go. She knows it, and he also knows it.
Chapter completed!