kiss Me

Chapter 105

Visions of the future are interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

Lin Wu squinted his eyes reluctantly, and actually didn't want to answer—he had finished everything he wanted to say, but he didn't wait for Qin Shu's reaction, so he always felt a little reconciled.

However, the phone rang like a death call, and after more than ten seconds, he still had no intention of hanging up, so he had no choice but to take out his phone, with a bit of resentment, to see who was so spoiling the scenery.

There was an unfamiliar number on the screen, without a mark, and he had no memory of it.

"Who is it..." Lin Wu muttered, and was about to pick up the phone, but Qin Shu snatched the phone first, and hung up without saying a word.

He raised his head for no apparent reason, but only met Qin Shu's calm eyes—a little abnormally calm, sealing all his emotions tightly, which was the defensive attitude his brother rarely showed when facing him.

"What's the matter," he looked at the number on the screen and asked tentatively, "harassing calls?"

Qin Shu lowered his eyes, and the excessive desire to control that had been restrained for a long time was almost blown up by this call. He regretted that he just deleted the call records and text messages a few hours ago, and forgot to block this number.

The next second the phone rang again, Lin Wu blinked, and was about to say "hang up if you don't want to answer it", when Qin Shu asked him inexplicably if he recognized the number.

"Hmm... I don't have any impression." After a long absence, Lin Wu smelled the unrestrained jealousy in his words, and Lin Wu was a little flattered, and the instinct to play tricks on people was ready to move again, and asked him deliberately, "Can I take it? "

Qin Shu didn't speak, returned the phone to him, but grabbed his hand calmly, as if declaring ownership.

Lin Wu understood, and simply pressed the speakerphone in front of him to pick up the phone, but he didn't expect to hear Wang Han's voice. As soon as the word "please" came out, Qin Shu frowned and hung up. up.

He regretted answering the call a little - if he had known who was calling, at least he would not have used such a disgusting way to test Qin Shu - but he could only hand the phone to the other party obediently, as if nothing had happened Ask: "Brother, do you know him?"

"I met once when I went back to the hotel to help you with your luggage." Qin Shu blacked out the number without changing his face, put the phone in his pocket, as if to prevent him from dialing it back, but his tone was still gentle - gentle and gentle Warn him, "Don't have anything to do with this kind of person again."

Lin Wu looked into his eyes, and wanted to say that he hadn't planned to give him another chance to pester him, and was ready to call the police, but suddenly thought of something, changed the subject, and narrowed his eyes to cover his words: "Brother, you I didn't ask these questions before, why now..."

If he was a real fox, the tail on his back would be fluffy and wagging at this moment, trying to wrap it around and rub people.

Qin Shu couldn't escape his gaze, so he was forced to meet those sly swaying eyes, stared at each other for a long time, finally lowered his eyes as if admitting defeat, stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and said softly, "Because I would mind."

It was before, and it is now.In the past, I only dared to hide in the bottom of my heart to deceive myself and others, and I was able to barely maintain the edge of crossing the border, but now I can't hide it anymore - I don't want to hide it anymore.

Lin Wu let out a "hmm", sniffing the faint smell of shower gel between his collar, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart, but his ears were a little hot inappropriately, and he didn't think of any good words for a long while, only to be depressed. He choked out a word: "Okay."

He watched the last rays of the setting sun fall on Qin Shu's shoulders, forming a warm and silky light, like a glimpse of a fairy tale, and couldn't help but rub his cheeks - he really wanted to look up. Kissing with Qin Shu, the right time, place and people are all just right, but by accident, he fell into the trap of innocence, which made me feel unnecessarily embarrassed.

It seems that the current atmosphere is not suitable for those sick scenes between them, not even suitable for flirting, but only suitable for such a quiet embrace, like a high school student who has just fallen in love, and can't help but blush when listening to each other's heartbeat.

Qin Shu probably thought so too—because in the next second a soft kiss landed on the side of his neck, not flirtatious, but more like confirming his existence and reminding them of each other's belonging.

He heard Qin Shu sighed softly, and repeated in a volume that only he could hear clearly, Xiao Wu, I will mind.

He vaguely understood the few words without beginning or end—not even by hearing, but some kind of telepathic echo. He felt that the web woven by desire for control and possessiveness returned Around him, wrapped in strong love, tightened little by little, wrapping him tenderly, so dense that he was on the verge of suffocation, but he could not help but hear his own heartbeat that increased.

His heart burned, and he finally broke free from the atmosphere of innocence that made people feel like sitting on pins and needles. He stepped back a few steps around Qin Shu's shoulders, staggered and brought each other into the shadow of the corner, and then kissed them recklessly.

It had nothing to do with probing or flirting, he just wanted to do it, as if in this way he could hand over his control completely to Qin Shu, skipping words to explain his response.

In the next second, the imaginary kiss was embedded in his body, faintly restrained eagerness, as if to use it to search for evidence from his mouth, the pain and itching made him short of breath.

Qin Shu's hands were wrapped around his neck, and he didn't use any force, only the cool body temperature against his pulse, silently showing his presence - so he turned his head slightly, and rubbed the other's palm seductively.

The hand slipped down, reached into his collar, and twisted his collarbone like a warning.

The blunt pain undoubtedly became a stimulant, causing his shoulders to tremble, and his whole body hung on Qin Shu's body as if his bones had been pulled out, like a translucent cloud burned by the moonlight.

The feeling of suffocation came up slowly, until he was so dazed by the kiss that he grabbed Qin Shu's shoulder and couldn't help humming. The "grunt" sound was his stomach, which had been left out all afternoon, finally protesting, wanting to eat something substantial other than dog food.

So the gradually out-of-control atmosphere reined in the precipice, Qin Shu seemed to smile, reached out to rub his stomach, and retreated voluntarily, his tone returned to that kind of safe and indulgent gentleness: "Let's go, go to eat."

Lin Wu blinked, a little unwilling, and finally remembered to ask "why do you mind?", but the only answer he got was the movement of the suitcase rollers gliding across the ground.

Qin Shu held the suitcase with one hand, and shook the other hand back, letting him hold it, before replying vaguely: "You will know later."

He will not take back that net again.