I was tricked by my sister's male god

"Unconscionable boyfriend, he left so simply."

Holidays are Xia Juemian's least favorite time, because it means he can't be with Song Wuqian every day. Thinking of being apart for such a long time, Xia Juemian can't be happy. They just decided to be together for a short time.

He has been dragging Song Wuqian for a week, making his own family and Song Wuqian's family very strange. Yesterday Song's mother called Song Wuqian and asked him if he was on vacation and why he didn't come home.

Song Wu said before that she would play with her classmates, so she stayed for an extra week.

But a week passed quickly, and there was no reason to procrastinate any longer, so the two were ready to pack up and go home.

For the first time, Xia Juemian felt that the journey home was so short. Although his speed was controlled very slowly, he still drove to Binhai New Area after an hour and a half.

Xia Juemian has not been very interested since entering Binhai New Area, which means that he is about to separate from Song Wuqian.

This means that Song Wuqian is not the last thing he sees before going to bed, nor is Song Wuqian the first thing he sees when he wakes up in the morning. This kind of longing, but after the two were together, he couldn't bear the moment of parting.

Song Wuqian noticed her boyfriend's emotions after getting in the car, and felt a little funny. The two lived not far away, and Xia Juemian's expression made them seem to be in a long-distance relationship.

But the boyfriend is not in a good mood, he still wants to coax him, Song Wuqian squeezed his boyfriend's hand: "Don't be sad, you are acting like we are parting for life and death."

"Bah, bah, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Juemian said impatiently, "Hurry up and say a few times, we don't have any parting of life and death! We've been together all this time, hurry up and say a few times."

"There are no taboos." Song Wu said before: "I just want to say that we live not far away, so we can still meet often."

Of course Xia Juemian knew, he just didn't want to be separated from her boyfriend.

The car drove into the community. Song Wuqian wanted to give her boyfriend a hug, but this was downstairs of her own house, so she was afraid of being discovered, so she had to carry her bag and said to Xia Juomian, "I'm going first, drive slowly when I go back. Come on, send me a message when you get home."

Ever since they met in college, the two had hardly been separated, but now, they had to be separated for more than half a month, and Song Wuqian suddenly felt a little lost for no reason.

But Xia Juemian was already feeling very uncomfortable, if he showed any more uncomfortable expression, he was afraid that Xia Juemian would do something, so he had to pretend to be calm and get out of the car.

Song Wuqian waved his hand, turned around and left. Sitting in the car and watching Song Wuqian's leaving back, Xia Juemian suddenly couldn't help it, unbuckled his seat belt, and got out of the car.

Song Wuqian only felt that there was a figure behind her, but before she could react, she was pulled into the corridor and pressed against the wall.

A kiss followed.

There was reluctance and reluctance in this kiss, and the sound of the elevator opening and closing, as well as the sound of people walking, could be heard in the corridor, just a door away from them, no one would have thought that in the corridor near the elevator, two people kiss.

Song Wuqian felt extremely nervous and excited, but couldn't control her emotions.

At first, Song Wuqian wanted to push Xia Juemian away, but when she thought about breaking up with her boyfriend soon.

So I let Xia Juemian kiss him. His acquiescence was a great encouragement to Xia Juemian, so he kissed him deeper.

After it was over, Xia Juemian leaned against Song Wuqian's forehead and said, "My heartless boyfriend left so simply."

As she said that, she lowered her head, pulled away Song Wuqian's collar, and kissed him on the neck, Song Wuqian felt a little numb, but it didn't hurt, Song Wuqian: "You are a dog, and you still bite people. "

Xia Juemian sent him to the elevator before leaving.

It was only after Song Wuqian returned home that he discovered what Xia Juemian had done. He actually left a red mark on his neck.

Wearing a down jacket outside so you can't see it, but at home, wearing thin clothes, you can see it right away. Song Wuqian looked in the mirror feeling helpless, thinking of a remedy.

Fortunately, there is no one at home now, otherwise Song Wuqian really doesn't know how to explain the reason for the red mark on his neck, he couldn't say it was bitten by a mosquito, he himself wouldn't believe it.

So I had to look for Song Xiyao's concealer air cushion on Song Xiyao's dressing table to see if it could cover the marks on her neck.

I have to say that the effect of the concealer air cushion is really good. After a few strokes, it is almost covered. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it. Song Wuqian looked at the small mirror and was very satisfied.

It was also at this time that Song Xiyao came back.

When she walked into the bedroom, she found that her brother was holding her foundation cushion, just put down the puff, and took a beautiful picture in the mirror.

"Brother, do you still have this hobby?" Song Xiyao's frightened eyes widened and she swallowed, "If you like it, I'll introduce you to some good brands."

Tens of thousands of wild horses roared past, and Song Wuqian scolded Xia Juemian several times in his heart.

He closed the lid expressionlessly and said, "I just want to see what brand of cosmetics you usually use. I originally planned to give you a set, but now it seems that I don't need it."

"Don't, brother, I was wrong." Her brother mainly proposed to buy her cosmetics. Yes, you are the best brother in the world."

Song Xiyao immediately told Song Wuqian the brand of the air cushion, and took the opportunity to steal some lipstick and a bottle of perfume from her brother.

Song Wuqian told Xia Juemian about this when she was videoing with Xia Juemian in her room at night.

"Did you stay here on purpose?" Song Wuqian just finished taking a shower, lying on the bed with Xia Juomian, and began to "settle accounts" with her boyfriend.

Xia Juemian half leaned on the bed, casual and lazy, pretending not to know: "I don't know, I just kissed at that time, did it really leave traces, let me see if there really are, You didn't lie to Nan Feng, did you?"

As simple as Song Wuqian didn't know that Xia Juemian deliberately deceived him, the camera was pointed at his neck, and in order to let him see more clearly, he also pulled down his collar: "See for yourself, is it red?"

After taking a shower, the concealer on the red marks was also washed off, so I could clearly see a cherry-sized mark on my neck on the phone.

Xia Juemian licked her upper lip: "Yes, I saw it."

Song Wuqian lay on the bed, and looked at Xia Juemian lazily with lowered eyes: "It's all a good thing you did. I was afraid that Song Xiyao would find out, so I had to give her a bunch of cosmetics."

Xia Juemian admitted his mistake: "I'll go shopping with you."

Song Wuqian: "Okay."

He was wearing a wide pajamas with a big collar. He was a little tired from lying on the puppet just now, so he half got up and showed a scene.

Xia Juemian saw it clearly on the phone.

Song Wuqian's skin was very fair, and he could see her boyfriend's fair neck and collarbone, as well as the two cherry blossoms under the clothes, and faint abdominal muscles... Song Wuqian's waist was thin and thin.

"Come forward." Xia Juemian's voice suddenly became hot and hoarse as if it had been scalded by coals.

Song Wuqian looked at Xia Juemian on the phone: "What's wrong?"

Xia Juemian said in a low voice, "I did."

Song Wuqian: "..." He heard such a sentence suddenly.

He thought, luckily he was wearing headphones, luckily the house was well insulated.

Because Xia Juemian was wearing earphones, when Xia Juemian said that he "revealed", word by word got into his ears, including a hoarse and emotional voice. flock to the waist.

He couldn't imagine what Xia Juemian looked like.

Song Wuqian's voice also became lower: "Then, what should I do?"

In fact, he could hang up the video first, let Xia Juemian solve it by himself, and then video, but he was reluctant.

The same is true for Xia Juemian, looking up at him to ask for his opinion: "Is it okay?" Song Wuqian, who raised her eyes inadvertently, trembled in front of her heart.

Song Wuqian said softly, "What do you want to do?"

Xia Juemian: "Can you talk to me?"

"Okay, you want to hear what I have to say?"

The screen on the phone changed to the white ceiling in the room, "Anything is fine, I want to hear your voice." It was Xia Juemian's thick voice.

Imagining what the person on the other side was doing at this time, Song Wuqian blushed, bit her lip, and started talking to herself, talking about what she had done after returning home, and how she could faintly He heard Xia Juemian's voice answering him from the earphone.

Although it was just a simple humming sound, it could easily pluck Song Wuqian's heartstrings, disturb his heart, and suddenly feel hot all over his body.

"Qianqian, why did your picture become the ceiling?" Xia Juemian suddenly found that her boyfriend did not appear in the video.

"I..." Song Wuqian slapped his hand, as if he had done something bad and was found out. He thought Xia Juemian would not find out, "I didn't do anything..."

But his voice sounded very wrong.

"Qianqian, what are you doing?" Xia Juemian's low voice with a smile came to his ears, like a fermenting agent, Song Wuqian couldn't help trembling, hummed softly, and didn't speak.

Over there, you must listen to Song Wuqian and ask him viciously over and over again: "Say, what are you doing?"

Song Wuqian gritted her teeth: "I'm doing the same thing as you."

Xia Juemian: "Then are you thinking of me?"

Song Wuqian: ..Nonsense, the video with you is talking to you again, who else can you think of? Song Wuqian doesn't want to answer.

But Xia Juemian on the other end of the phone looked like a hooligan, and insisted on listening to Song Wuqian: "Say, who are you thinking about?"

His voice seemed to be bewitching, and Song Wuqian's voice was almost nasal: "I'm thinking about you..."

Ten minutes later, Song Wuqian cleaned up the toilet paper thrown on the floor, opened the window, and let the temperature on her face drop a few degrees before picking up the phone again.

On the phone, Xia Juemian said with a half-full smile, "Qianqian, I miss you so much, I really want to hug you."

Song Wuqian covered her hot face, "Me too."

The author says:

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