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In the end, they still couldn't make it. Here Yan Xiaomu was being grilled and fed with fruit by several sisters, while Xu Qingqiao had been poured down with several bottles of wine by Dafu.

If Xu Qingqiao didn't want to drink, no one could drink it for him, but this wine was drunk until the early hours of the morning, until Valentine's Day.

I don't know who said happy birthday to Xu Qingqiao first, Xu Qingqiao replied flatly: "Thank you, it's not my birthday."

On the other side, Yan Xiaomu was holding the milk he had brought, and was sitting in the next tent with a few beautiful sisters. Yan Xiaomu was added, and these girls who had already gone to college would accompany him to play "drive the train" with poker, While driving the mindless train, they chatted about gossip, and finally the topic turned to Xu Qingqiao.

A girl with curly hair asked what was the relationship between Yan Xiaomu and Xu Qingqiao. Yan Xiaomu swallowed and whispered that it was a relationship between friends.

After a while, the girls talked about Valentine's Day and brought up Xu Qingqiao's birthday.

The purple-haired girl turned her head to look at Yan Xiaomu: "Dafu said you are Xu Qingqiao's classmate, and you have such a good relationship, so brother, you should know about his family's situation, right?"

Yan Xiaomu was stunned, thinking of the words that he said before, because they were too cruel, so he never really believed them, and he would rather these were just rumors with added fuel.

Soon Yan Xiaomu knew that the big mouth was at most revealing privacy, but it didn't spread rumors.

A heart is pulled together, and breathing is a little difficult.

His mother was killed by his father, how painful Xu Qingqiao must have been.

"No wonder it's not a birthday. If it were me, I wouldn't want to be born in this kind of family." One of the girls said.

Xu Qingqiao drank a lot, but she wasn't drunk. After drinking, she looked at the time and found that it was almost one o'clock in the morning, so she said hello to Dafu's group and left the table before going to the group of girls to take Yan Xiaomu away.

Xu Qingqiao drank and couldn't leave tonight, so she went to the tent and squatted in front of Yan Xiaomu, apologizing to him, saying that she broke her promise.

Having never seen Xu Qingqiao apologize to anyone before, the purple-haired girl joked: "So Qingqiao can say nice things after drinking too much."

Yan Xiaomu drank milk, but he was better than Xu Qingqiao who was drinking, so he went back to the room with Xu Qingqiao blushing.

With a place to live, no one is worried about drinking, only Yan Xiaomu, who drinks milk, is worried about not having a change of underwear.

Back in the room, Yan Xiaomu realized that he was worrying too much. The villa rented by Dafu has everything, not only bath towels and toiletries, but even disposable underwear. It's different, Yan Xiaomu has a small butt, so he consciously used a female model.

Xu Qingqiao took a shower first, and came out with a towel wrapped around her lower body. Yan Xiaomu stared at the strong upper body, unable to move her eyes away. She didn't react until she was reminded, and ran into the bathroom with a blushing face while holding her pajamas.

When Yan Xiaomu came out wearing SpongeBob SquarePants, she saw Xu Qingqiao lying on the bed with her eyes closed, only one leg was covered by the quilt, and she was wearing nothing but underwear.

It seems that I did drink too much.

Yan Xiaomu helped him cover the quilt, then lightly went to turn off the light, and finally walked back to the bed in the dark.

The movement to get on the bed was a bit rough, the light was too dark to see clearly, so she got into the wrong position and climbed directly onto Xu Qingqiao.

When he stumbled and fell on Xu Qingqiao, Yan Xiaomu's first thought was: Xu Qingqiao has a good figure, and his chest muscles feel great to the touch.

His head was blank for a few seconds, and a small hand touched the person's chest unconsciously.

In the next second, Xu Qingqiao rolled her waist and rolled her down.

"Xiaomu."

Xu Qingqiao's face was very close to him, and there was a moderate alcohol smell in her breath when she spoke.

Xu Qingqiao looked down and saw that the man was biting his lip, with water vapor in his eyes, so he rubbed his fingertips on his lips to prevent him from biting her.

After taking a bath, Xu Qingqiao stared at him for a few seconds, moved her fingertips away, pressed her lips firmly together, and pried open the man's mouth with her tongue.

Kissing Yan Xiaomu was on his mind, but when the two kissed closer and deeper, he finally felt something was wrong.

It was so close that her stomach became hot, and Xiaomu, who was always soft, rubbed against Xu Qingqiao's body through thin pajama pants, feeling swollen like never before.

Still awake from the wine but still rational, Xu Qingqiao quickly stood up with his arms propped up, and left Yan Xiaomu's body.

As soon as Xu Qingqiao lay back on the bed, she heard soft sobbing from her side.

As soon as Yan Xiaomu cried, Xu Qingqiao woke up most of the wine, covered Yan Xiaomu's eyes with one hand, and turned on the bedside lamp with the other.

The bedside lamp here was too dazzling, Xu Qingqiao closed his eyes for a few seconds before recovering.

Yan Xiaomu knelt on the bed, pushed Xu Qingqiao's arm with both hands, and said aggrievedly, "I'm so uncomfortable."

Xu Qingqiao rested her arms on her eyes, and after drinking, her voice became a little hoarse, "Xiao Mu, you are not uncomfortable, you just need to get it out yourself."

"I won't..." Yan Xiaomu could no longer care about embarrassment, lowered his head helplessly and pitifully, and murmured, "I never did..."

Xu Qingqiao hadn't softened since just now, sighed, opened his eyes again, lifted the quilt to wrap Yan Xiaomu, pressed him on the bed, and said to him cheek to cheek: "Then let's go together."

Under the light, Yan Xiaomu's blush spread from his neck to his collarbone. When he saw Xu Qingqiao's thing, his body became even hotter. The two sticks were stuck together, and the color and size were in sharp contrast.

Yan Xiaomu's is not much, and thin, while Xu Qingqiao's is quite thick, strand after strand, and the amount is also large.

The sheets and the two of them were stained, and Xu Qingqiao even got some on Yan Xiaomu's chin.

Yan Xiaomu still had tears in the corners of his eyes, but he felt comfortable, his legs were shaking, and he was shy, covering his face and daring not to take his hands away.

Xu Qingqiao wiped it with paper first, then put on a T-shirt and then went to get a towel for Yan Xiaomu to wipe. Yan Xiaomu lay on the bed writhing around, and finally obediently let Xu Qingqiao clean it up for him.

Xu Qingqiao helped him put on his underwear, and then pulled up his SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas, "New pajamas?"

Yan Xiaomu was distracted, so he squinted and smiled: "My sister bought it for me."

Finally, Xu Qingqiao took a bath towel from the bathroom and put it on the bed sheet before letting Yan Xiaomu lie down again.

When he was sleeping, Yan Xiaomu took the initiative to hug him, put his head on his shoulder, and said something that made him feel ashamed again.

Xu Qingqiao didn't hear what he said clearly, but she didn't ask, she turned her head and kissed him on the cheek, saying goodnight to him.

Yan Xiaomu was still still asleep, and whispered in Xu Qingqiao's ear, Xu Qingqiao was really tired, so he didn't listen much, and just answered him humbly.

"It turns out that it's so comfortable to do this... in the future... can I still do it in the future..."

"Um……"

"You are so big, I feel so small in comparison..."

"Um……"

"I said mine is so small!"

"Um……"

"Hmph, I'm not good with you!"

"..."

"I lied to you, I want to be with you, I want to be with you."

"Um……"

In the end, Yan Xiaomu finally got tired of talking, and fell asleep holding Xu Qingqiao's arms.

Even though he slept late, Yan Xiaomu's biological clock still made him wake up on time the next day, and he was still dazed when he woke up, as if he was the one with the hangover.

Soon, when he thought of last night, his mind cleared up, and he lay on the bed with his eyes open, but his heart was inexplicably chaotic.

Xu Qingqiao also woke up, this time the morning erection was obvious, even Yan Xiaomu could feel it when he pushed up the thin quilt.

Xu Qingqiao heard Yan Xiaomu say in his ear, "You helped me last night, let me help you now."

When Yan Xiaomu was about to get into bed, Xu Qingqiao pulled him back, and said slowly, "There's no need to worry about it, just wait."

Yan Xiaomu's eyelids were slightly red, because he was very shy.

Xu Qingqiao stretched out her hand to hold Yan Xiaomu's shoulder, and said softly, "Xiaomu, I was awake last night."

Yan Xiaomu was picking at the bath towel on the bed sheet with his hands down, looking very at a loss.

Xu Qingqiao had no choice but to speak more clearly, supported his arm and looked down into his eyes, "I was serious last night, not to take advantage of you."

Only now did Yan Xiaomu let go of his unreasonably hanging heart, covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes were round and bright.

Really easy to satisfy.

Thinking of Xu Qingqiao's seriousness, Yan Xiaomu's whole body was extremely beautiful. He changed his clothes in the morning and was still humming a little song when he neatly folded his pajamas into his schoolbag.

The underwear I changed last night was packed in a plastic bag and stuffed into my schoolbag.

Xu Qingqiao passed him and found that he was humming the song from last night.

"Yesterday was too late, tomorrow will be a pity,

Will you marry me today? "

There seems to be only one sentence back and forth.

At breakfast time, the two of them ate the milk and small cakes that Yan Xiaomu brought over last night for supper in the room after washing.

The small cakes were packaged, and there was one package for each person when they were unpacked. Yan Xiaomu drank a bottle of milk yesterday, and there was still a bottle left for the two of them to drink together.

After eating the milk cake, Xu Qingqiao went to the kitchen downstairs to wash and cut up the apples for after-dinner fruit.

After they left last night, Dafu and his group stayed up until dawn, so Xu Qingqiao took Yan Xiaomu out of the villa without saying hello.

On the way down the mountain, Yan Xiaomu sat in the back seat, hugged Xu Qingqiao's waist, put his head on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "How long will we be together?"

In Xu Qingqiao's view, it is not smart to ask such a question, and any answer he gets is naive and invalid.

If he had to say it, his answer would be to stay together until the day we parted.

It's just that he couldn't say such words to Yan Xiaomu.

It seems that after being with Yan Xiaomu, the dark world began to leak into the sky continuously, and the things held in the palm of the hand became real.

A feeling called liking grew from a deep place, making him occasionally want to keep the status quo.

So he asked Yan Xiaomu back: "How long do you want to be together?"

After asking back, I saw Yan Xiaomu pursing his lips in the rearview mirror, looking very serious.

After a while, Yan Xiaomu leaned his head again, his face pressed against his shoulder, and the corners of his eyes drooped slightly.

Xu Qingqiao heard him say in a youthful and serious tone, "Can I really marry you?"