MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 870 Sports Students vs Dance Students 102
Chapter 870 Sports Students vs Dance Students 102
Pei Xuyan hissed and held her waist. He is usually very clingy to her. This clinginess refers to physical contact. He always likes to hold her or hug her, and now he is even more out of control.
Qi'an felt like a pendant kneaded and twisted slowly by him, almost hanging directly on him.
"Don't show it to others." Qi An said solemnly, "You are too profane."
"You say that." Pei Xuyan sat on a chair, while she was standing, he looked up at her, staring into her eyes, "If I don't do anything, I'll be sorry for myself."
Qi'an wanted to escape, but it was too late.
"Be obedient, let me show you something new."
They stayed in Jiangcheng for half a month, almost half of the time in the hotel. In fact, Qi An really liked the feeling of getting along like this.
Stay in the room with him, eat and chat together, or watch dramas and movies together, and share each other's favorite things.
Even if you don't do anything, just stay like this quietly, you won't feel bored, smelling his scent, you will feel at ease, with a touch of warmth.
It's just that this person's energy is really good.
Qi'an was tossed by Pei Xuyan's tricks, and he didn't have the strength to go out to play during the day, the mirror bathtub sink, the sofa and the study room with floor-to-ceiling windows...
He likes the feeling of being wild on her.
Being trained by Pei Xuyan in this aspect is really irresistible. He is a natural leader. Even if he takes up the cells of his whole body to resist, he still wants to drown in it in the end.
Young is good.
Sometimes Qi An didn't want to go out, so Pei Xuyan would go out with a camera to take pictures during the day and show them to her when she came back.
Qi'an was moved to tears, turned around and wanted to go back to school. She had never looked forward to the start of school so much.
It is true that it is harder than a diamond.
It is true that sports students have good physical strength.
Pei Xuyan hugged her from behind, and her tone was a bit coquettish: "Move out of school and live with me."
He has a suite near Binda University, which was an eighteenth birthday present, and it has been vacant all the time.
Qi An said weakly: "Go to hell."
"I can't let you be a widow at a young age."
"It's okay, I can look for it again."
"You owe c, right?"
Qi'an smiled sullenly, got out of his arms, and ran away.
Pei Xuyan's birthday was winter, and Qi An had saved money for a long time at that time, and wanted to give him a surprise, so he bought new expensive sneakers for him, hand-knitted scarves and gloves, various snacks, and wrote a lot of small cards, Confession pink love letter.
Compared with sneakers, Pei Xuyan prefers the small things she made by herself, so she put away the love letter.
Qi'an also joked, "This is a love letter to Pei Xuyan from Class 1 and 2 of Senior High."
If you want to talk about the biggest regret of youth, it should be that you didn't meet him earlier, and you didn't see him when he was sixteen years old.
"You were still a kid when I was in high school." Pei Xuyan smiled, her brows were wanton and lazy.
Pei Xuyan has received so many love letters that she can't even read them. She never only accepts them but never writes them. That's the only time she responded behind the love letters with words like wandering dragons—I like you too.
That winter, he always wore the scarf she gave him.
Giving is because the other party is worth it, and all love goes in both directions.
Qi'an's birthday is in the summer, and Pei Xuyan's love has never been concealed, and he is so enthusiastic that he is horrified. He gave his princess a birthday present every year for twenty years.
The pink Maserati was parked downstairs, the rear compartment was slowly opened, and the grand and romantic gift surprised everyone.
"The car and people belong to you." Pei Xuyan leaned on the car and raised his chin, "Let me take you for a run first?"
Qi'an was deeply shocked after being moved: "I don't know how to drive..."
(end of this chapter)
