A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1246: Have fun secretly

At this time, Seventeen hugged Qi Yao's head and straddled Qi Yao. He reached out to pull Mr. Qi's clothes and was about to pull his belt.

Qi Yao was stunned, or to be more precise, he was scared.

“Qiqi——”

Oh! NO——

Qi Yao couldn't accept this sudden change. She wanted to push the person away, but the big hand that was around her waist subconsciously withdrew.

Seventeen had already untied his belt, and the physical contact of his hands stimulated Qi Yao quite a bit. His eyes widened immediately, and he looked at Seventeen, panting.

"Qiqi, Qiqi, listen to me, I don't want to..."

"Do you really not want to or are you pretending not to want to?"

"..." Qi Yao was speechless, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes turned red, and he reached out to palm Seventeen's face, "We need to think about it carefully and have a good talk. In fact, you don't want to do this. You just want to take revenge on someone who no longer exists. Qiqi, you are doing this to me with a vengeful mentality..."

"Shut up!" Seventeen covered Qi Yao's mouth with his hand and leaned over to bite his chest.

Qi Yao wanted to push her, but the girl was using brute force. Would he be able to push her away if he really wanted to? But Qi Yao couldn't bring himself to do it, right?

Well, I was half-heartedly snatched away by Miss Zhuang.

Afterwards, Shiqi rolled his eyes at Qiyao and muttered, "Are you still a virgin? How did it happen so quickly?"

“…” Qi Yao’s face flushed, his heart beat fast, and he had nothing to say.

After a long moment, he said, "Nervous."

"Nervous?" Seventeen gritted his teeth and turned over again. "What position do you like?"

"..." Qi Yao stared at Shiqi with eyes that almost made him drown. He held her face with both palms. This time he took the initiative and kissed her face directly with the utmost care and tenderness.

"like it all."

After she finished speaking, she turned over and pressed the man down. Seventeen had some concerns with Zhou Haoyu, and she was a little hesitant to let go of this matter. Because love is the most important thing, the more she loves him, the more she is afraid that he will think too much, and that she will not perform well. But with Qi Yao, why would she care about who he is?

He does whatever he wants and shouts as much as he wants. He's a complete lunatic.

The two of them had enough fun, and Seventeen lay there lying motionless, so Qi Yao simply wrapped her in the sheets of her bed and carried her into his bachelor apartment. He wanted to stay with her the whole time, for fear that someone would bump into her when he got home from get off work.

Seventeen lay on the bed, poking Qi Yao's pillow with her white and tender fingers and kicking the quilt with her feet.

"I don't like this bed sheet, it's too dark. I don't like this pillow, it's too short. I don't like this quilt, it's too ugly. I don't like this bed, it's too hard—"

Qi Yao poured in a glass of water and listened silently to her mumbling. Her red little face was so cute, her eyes were round, and her head was shaking from side to side, just like a lucky cat that was always shaking its head.

"Would you like some water?" Qi Yao asked her.

"Don't you want to drink some water? I hate your cup!" Seventeen's eyelids fluttered tiredly, and he didn't even look at her.

"it is good."

Qi Yao chuckled, took a sip of water, put the cup on the table, leaned over, lifted her head, and poured the water into her mouth, kissing her thoroughly.

Seventeen stretched out his hand and pulled Qi Yao's face away, "You, get out!"

"This is my room, miss!" Qi Yao reminded.

"But I don't want to see you now." Seventeen's head was tilted on the bed, and his hands were dangling on the edge of the bed.

Qi Yao half-knelt beside the bed, looking at her white and tender hands, and couldn't help but hold them.

"Ms. Zhuang Shiqi, so what do you want me to be to you? An ambiguous suitor? Or a lover? Or even, an underground lover?"

Qi Yao's gaze was focused, the whole world was imaginary, all he saw was her. His gaze was as warm as the sunlight that melted the icebergs and snow in early spring, warm and gentle.

Seventeen finally turned his eyes to Qi Yao, his gaze indifferent.

"Who are you? I don't know."

Seventeen rested her chin on the bed with her head tilted to one side. Qi Yao extended her hand and let her chin fall into her palm, still smiling gently.

Seventeen looked at Qi Yao, and suddenly Kou Quan's shadow appeared in front of them. Their eyes closed slightly, and their two smiling faces overlapped unexpectedly. Seventeen suddenly raised his other hand and touched his face.

"Who are you? You look like my brother. How can you look so contradictory? You look like the man I love and hate the most, but also like the person I'm closest to..."

"How does it feel to roll around with your dearest brother?" Qi Yao suddenly asked.

Shiqi was stunned, staring at Qi Yao blankly, her eyes were watery and beautiful, so eye-catching.

"I don't know," Seventeen answered honestly, and suddenly reached out to hug Qi Yao's neck, "Let's try."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned forward. Qi Yao's eyelids twitched in pain. "Come again? This little body can really make a fuss."

But Seventeen quickly let go of Qi Yao's neck and shook his head, "No!"

Pushing Qi Yao away, he turned over and lay on his back on the bed, crossing his legs comfortably, looking at the plain ceiling.

"He's the only clean place in my heart. This can't be allowed. You are not allowed to mention him in the future, because," Seventeen turned over again and looked up at Qi Yao, "You are not worthy of mentioning him! You only resemble him occasionally, but you are not even one hundred thousandth as good as my brother. Do you understand? Not even one hundred thousandth!"

Qi Yao looked at Seventeen, his expression flickering and his emotions even more complicated.

Seventeen curled her lips. Was she hit by her?

She sat up straight away, took the sheet and wrapped it around herself again, slid off the bed and said, "Okay, this is all our relationship is. Don't take tonight's events too seriously. We're all adults now, I think you can handle it, right?"

Qi Yao walked out with seventeen big strides. He stood up, his legs were numb, and he paused for a moment before following him out.

"Zhuang Shiqi!"

Qi Yao pulled her back with all his might, pinched her smooth shoulders with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "Do you think I'm a man you can summon and dismiss at will? You want me to be thrown away after you're done with me? What do you think of me?"

"Isn't this what you wanted? Who's going to suffer in this matter? Besides, don't you like me? If you're still not happy, then be happy in secret. I'm not asking you to be responsible..."

"I have to take responsibility, not for you, but for my feelings!" Qi Yao said angrily.

Seventeen looked at him with clear eyes for a long time, then she said coldly, "Let go!"

Qi Yao didn't let go, and the two of them were in a stalemate. Qi Yao looked at her for a while, then hugged her tightly in his arms.

"It's like this, do you still want to keep it to yourself? Impossible, I won't let go, Qiqi, from today on, you can only be mine. Unless I have an accident like he did and can no longer be by your side, otherwise, don't even think about getting rid of me in this life. Either you take responsibility for me, or we fight to the death for the rest of our lives."

Seventeen was silent. He still hadn't figured out his feelings for Qi Yao. Even though they already had a substantial relationship, the distance they had gained was only physical, not emotional.