"Mmm..." Your head is pressed against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, feeling the warmth of his fingertips, and your mind inevitably starts to fill in all sorts of random thoughts, and your body feels hot.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Qin Che noticed the change in your body and asked, looking at the fine beads of sweat on your forehead, "Are you hot?"

"Just a little bit, move your hand up a little more..." You didn't want to admit that your brain had been invaded by yellow waste again, so you replied somewhat guiltily.

"Is it too low... but you taught it..." Qin Che curled one corner of his mouth, and seeing your somewhat evasive eyes, he knew what you were thinking.

"Be gentle, you've deformed my stomach..." When people feel guilty, they might try to say something to cover up their state.

"It's already very light." Qin Che smiled helplessly. "One minute you say it's heavy, the next you say it's light, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"Um... just a little bit lighter..." you mumbled, unconsciously biting your lower lip.

Seeing this, Qin Che used his other hand to pry your lips apart, then casually pinched your cheek: "Is that so? But I can tell from your expression that the pressure is just right, very comfortable... It would be better if it were a little warmer..."

His chin gently brushed against the stray hairs on your forehead, his voice carrying a seductive undertone, as his hands continued their rhythmic massage: "So, are you comfortable now?"

"Hmm..." you replied in a voice barely audible.

"Finally being honest... If you feel comfortable, close your eyes."

Qin Che's voice floated above your head as you pressed yourself against him, your nose filled with his unique scent.

It smells delicious and is addictive.

If you look up, you can see him with his eyes slightly closed, focused on the movements of his hands.

Before he notices you, plant a kiss on his chin.

Qin Che opened his eyes, and looked at you with a smile in his eyes.

"what happened?"

"Qin Che..."

"Ok?"

"Won't you think anything if you hold me like this?" You stare at his expression curiously.

"What can I do when you're like this?" Qin Che looked at you with amusement. "Even if I wanted to do something... it's not possible now..." He pinched your cheek and said, "Or is this what you've been hoping for?"

"If I say, 'I look forward to it, will you come?'" Your eyes sparkle, curious about his answer.

Qin Che was clearly taken aback by your words. His expression froze for a moment, then he curled one corner of his mouth, revealing a few neat and handsome teeth. He tapped your forehead, his tone helpless: "Although I know you're teasing me, I still have to tell you, you can't..."

"Oh..." You weren't disappointed; instead, you breathed a sigh of relief. After all, you knew it was just a joke. If he had actually said yes, you wouldn't know what to do.

Thank goodness, he didn't make you dig a hole and bury yourself.

Qin Che found your reaction even more amusing: "I suddenly regret it; I should have said yes..."

You squinted and grinned at him: "If you say yes, I'll definitely give you a couple of punches..."

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