Mizuki

Chapter 29

"Fuck... let go!" Su Miao's voice was unbelievably soft, and she grabbed Qiao Lin's hair as if she was angry.

With his mouth shut, Qiao Lin climbed to the bedside and took out a tissue to spit out the things. He threw the ball of paper into the trash can without hesitation, and said with a joke, "Let go after it's all come out?"

"Don't bother me, let me be quiet." Su Miao got up and sat on the head of the bed, clutching her forehead in a daze.

What exactly is this development? ? ?

Inexplicably...

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He was still dazed on the bed, and Jolin had already rinsed his mouth out of the bathroom, grabbing his hands neatly and pressing them on both sides of his head.

"What are you doing?" Su Miao asked.

Jolin: "I should ask you that."

"I..." Su Miao tilted her head, sighed and said, "That's not what I thought."

"Then what do you think?" Qiao Lin's voice was a little displeased. Before Su Miao could appreciate the meaning from the sudden contrast, Qiao Lin grabbed his wrist, clasped his waist, and slammed him As soon as he lifted it, he knelt down facing the wall.

Jolin leaned against his back, raised his hands above his head, squeezed his legs through the middle, and whispered in his ear, almost breathing, "Is that so?"

As he spoke, his other hand slid down from his waist and stopped on the seam in the middle.

Su Miao froze all of a sudden, swallowed her saliva, wanted to speak but couldn't speak.

"Exhale." Qiao Lin bit his ear: "Don't suffocate yourself."

Only then did Su Miao realize that she had been holding her breath just now, no wonder she always felt dizzy.

After a while, Qiao Lin suddenly said, "Then I'll go in."

"Ah?" Su Miao turned her head abruptly, as if she hadn't understood the meaning of the words, but when Qiao Lin's hand slowly wanted to poke inside, he suddenly broke free from Qiao Lin's restraint and hid aside.

"Wait, wait, wait..." Su Miao didn't know what was wrong with her, she hugged the quilt and covered her chest and refused to let go, obviously he was the one who seduced others first, hey!

"What are you waiting for, don't you want this?" Qiao Lin seemed to be ruthless, and threw Su Miao's quilt to the ground with force, then gave him a condescending look, and knelt down among him again.

The front is bare and unobstructed, and I can't even undo a button on my body.

"I don't want it!" Su Miao finally felt ashamed, and pressed Qiao Lin's chest with her palm to push him away.

"It's late." Qiao Lin didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy. He threw himself forward and hugged him in his arms. Regardless of his struggle, he clung to him tightly and squeezed his fingers down.

"Qiao Lin!" Su Miao growled and gritted her teeth viciously.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Lin remained unmoved at all, and made a gesture with his fingers to walk in.

"Ah!" Su Miao quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist, begging in a low voice: "Good brother, good brother, is it my fault, please don't mess around."

"No, I will take responsibility." Qiao Lin said indifferently, but his hands stopped.

Su Miao was still in the distress of breaking free. She was so anxious that she was about to burst into tears. She didn't even notice that he had exhausted her strength. She just shook her head frantically: "No, no, I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you look brave 10 minutes ago?"

Su Miao replied hesitantly: "I, I was wrong..." He himself is not stupid, he found out at the last moment, and he took this matter as a task to determine the nature, so he finally Retreat timidly.

This kind of thing should be natural, and there shouldn't be any other messy purpose. It's the same as holding hands and kissing. It's all about expressing a little bit of I like you and I love you, but it's just a little bit more preparation.

Qiao Lin withdrew his hand, propped his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "Now you know you're afraid?"

Su Miao nodded.

"Do you still want to do it?"

Su Miao shook her head.

"Didn't you say you're ready?"

Su Miao was speechless.

Qiao Lin didn't even think about Su Miao's answer. He moved his fingers around behind him, stopped at the entrance that he had touched just now, and said, "If I really entered from here, you won't even be able to cry now."

Su Miao grabbed his collar, her eyes flustered.

"Don't be like this again, I'm really not so restless." Qiao Lin hugged him and said, even pressing his middle finger viciously, which made Su Miao tremble.

"Then why not?" Su Miao was puzzled.Although this was indeed the second time he had taken the bow regardless of Qiao Lin's consideration, he had no idea why Qiao Lin would refuse.

Qiao Lin raised his forehead: "Did I say nothing just now-what are you doing!" He grabbed Su Miao's wrist suddenly, but Su Miao took a step ahead of him and put her hand on him.

"Look, there is a reaction." Su Miao said softly in front of him, "Shall I help you?"

Yep, it's really nonsense.

Qiao Lin quickly reached out and grabbed Su Miao's head, and growled in a low voice in disbelief, "Don't mess around."

"Then you were just like this."

"That's different..." Qiao Lin didn't dare to let go of the strength in his hand for a moment, and the expression on his face was colorful: "Did you forget what you had for dinner?"

Su Miao didn't realize it at first, but thought of that pot of chili for a while...Some things can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

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It was past nine o'clock after the two of them settled down. Qiao Lin took Su Miao to wash her body and threw her on the bed. She wanted to talk for a while, but Su Miao was so tired that she didn't want to move her fingers.

Su Miao hummed under the quilt, tonight's development was completely unexpected, and looking back now, he felt ashamed.

Qiao Lin patted his ass: "What are you talking about? Get up first and blow your hair."

Su Miao tried her best to get up and sit on the edge of the bed, and then she stopped moving, pulling the corner of Qiao Lin's clothes and pouting at him.

"Yes yes yes~" Qiao Lin took out the hair dryer from the cabinet, plugged it in and dried his hair.

The hair dryer was whistling, and the two of them were speechless for a moment.

Qiao Lin's fingers were hanging on Su Miao's hair, and when the wind blew it down, he picked it up again, as if he never tired of it. "What are you thinking?" he asked.

"I'm thinking," Su Miao suddenly raised her head and looked at him with wide eyes: "I like you, I like you so much, I want to be with you all the time, sleep and get up together every day, and I want to have sex with you Lots and lots of normal couples do."

The sudden heart-to-heart words made Qiao Lin completely unresponsive, and he was stunned holding the windshield.

"Hey hot! Hot hot!" Su Miao hurriedly covered her head to avoid the attack of death heat.

"Sorry." Qiao Lin quickly turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, stroked his hair and asked, "Are you okay?"

Su Miao jumped up from the bed with a smile, pointed at Qiao Lin's buttocks and said, "I just said I like you, why don't you keep it quiet?"

"It's not that I don't mean it." Qiao Lin said, leaning over to touch him.

As a result, before she finished speaking, Su Miao pounced on Qiao Lin's face and kissed her.His lips moved little by little from Jolin's lips to the corners of the eyes, and then to the brows. He traced the contours of Jolin's face with his fingertips, and finally stopped by his ears for a long while, and suddenly leaned against him and said: " Happy birthday Joe."

Qiao Lin grabbed his hand and kissed him sideways: "Thank you."

"Here." Su Miao suddenly pointed to the scars on his wrist, and burrowed his fingers into his clothes, lifting the hem of his clothes. Several deep and shallow marks on his waist and abdomen were exposed to the air. He raised his head and asked, "I used to fight hurt?"

Qiao Lin nodded and answered him: "It's not serious, my body is prone to scars." He said and covered his clothes: "It just looks scary."

"This one too?" Su Miao asked, rubbing the scar on his wrist.

Jolin froze all over.

He tried his best to lift the corner of his mouth, as if trying to control it, only to hear him smile far-fetchedly: "Yes."

The words sounded false, but Su Miao didn't doubt it, and pushed him back on the bed: "Fortunately, it wasn't on the face, otherwise I would be so sad."

"Su Miao." Qiao Lin didn't follow him, and suddenly asked, "Won't you regret it?"

"what?"

"Be provoked by me. Will you regret it?"

Su Miao was puzzled: "Why do you ask that?"

"You haven't tried it with anyone else."

Hearing that Su Miao turned over and lay on the bed, with her head resting on her arms, she stared at the ceiling and said with a smile, "With whom? Zhao Ze?"

"..." Qiao Lin thought about the way the two of them walked together in his mind, 360 degrees without dead ends was awkward.

"I think I should tell you something," Su Miao said with Qiao Lin's astonished expression, "I didn't have any girlfriends for long."

"...All?" Qiao Lin didn't bother to ask about Su Miao's relationship history. Although Su Miao had always been considerate, she also had a lot of petty temper when she was with him. I can think of him as someone else's boyfriend before.

"It's not the first time for me to hold hands, hug and have a date," Su Miao said, "But you're right about one thing, boy, I haven't tried it with anyone else." He turned his head, the smile still on , but the words he asked were very serious: "What about you? Want to try with other people?"

Qiao Lin panicked and shook his head violently: "I never thought about it that way."

Su Miao then turned her head back again: "If you don't want to and I don't want to, then this question is meaningless."

He turned his back to Qiao Lin, sighed and said, "Brother Qiao, I'm tired of you doing this."

Qiao Lin's breathing stopped, his eyes became flustered, he stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Su Miao's clothes, but the latter didn't look back, and continued: "The time at Brother Shen's villa, the night in the small park, and you asked me just now To be honest, I don’t think it’s a problem if we’re not together, I’m happy for you to let me go, but we’re all together. I always tell myself that I can’t get to the bottom of this dissatisfaction, that way It’s a bit of a loss, but you didn’t make it easier for me, you want to talk about feelings so unclearly, to be honest, I haven’t been happy since we first met.”

Qiao Lin wrapped his arms around his waist fiercely, afraid that he would say something he didn't want to hear.

Fortunately, his worries did not come true. Su Miao also knew that he was nervous, so she patted the back of his hand to comfort him, and said, "Su Yao said that two people being together has nothing to do with whether the other party is a man or a woman. I don’t think it has anything to do with whether you like each other, there are a lot of couples in the world who are forced by the situation or just play around—”

"I'm not." Jolin interrupted him, tightening his hands.What Su Miao said made him even more frightened, and he felt a little "sorrow is greater than death", which made him more at a loss than when he said bluntly, "Actually, we are not suitable".

Su Miao noticed it, turned around and hugged him: "You don't need to be so... nervous, I didn't think about it, I just thought that if you were determined to be with me, you wouldn't say such things, you You will treat me as your own, and you can't let others touch it at all, not like you asked me, if I really want to try with others, will you let me go directly?"

Jolin didn't answer.

Su Miao waited for him for a while, but she didn't see him denying it, so she laughed at herself immediately: "It seems that I'm talking for nothing." He grabbed Qiao Lin's collar, and his voice was a little sad: "Qiao Lin, I beg you, I will also Sad, don't let me hold on to everything, I don't need you to think about it, you can't let me go...why do you think about it?"

His hands were a little weak, and his forehead was sobbing softly against Jolin's chest.There was really nothing he could do. Every time he took a step forward, Jolin took a step back.

But it wasn't resistance, he could feel it, it was more like inferiority complex.

"Su Miao, Su Miao." Qiao Lin kissed his hair, called his name over and over again, as if grooming a little beast, and coaxed softly: "I just don't want you to be wronged, but wait for me... ..Give me some time, okay?"

He pressed against Su Miao's hair, put more force on his hands, and hugged Su Miao tightly in his arms.

Su Miao sucked in her nose hard, knowing that it would be useless to say more.He could guess what Qiao Lin was going to face—if the incident in the third year of junior high school hadn’t caused too much shadow on Qiao Lin, it was impossible for him to get out with his psychological quality. It’s just that Qiao Lin used to avoid it. When has it become hard to face.He was naturally willing to give Jolin this time.

So Su Miao rubbed against his arms twice, sucked back the snot and tears that hadn't been squeezed out in time, raised her head and regained a relaxed look, and forced a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Qiao Lin rubbed the corners of his red and swollen eyes with his fingertips, and said softly, "Since I was a child, I have never cared for others as much as I do now, and it is always you."

Su Miao laughed even harder, almost laughing out a snot bubble.

It used to be three-year-old Su Miao and four-year-old Tang Lin, and now it is 17-year-old Su Miao and Qiao Lin.

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It was already late at night after such a toss, and Su Miao's eyes were still swollen when he woke up the next day. Qiao Lin soaked a dry towel in cold water and applied it around his eyes.

"It's over, it's over, I can't explain it when I go back." Su Miao howled with her eyes closed, waiting for Qiao Lin to twist the towel for him.

"I have a question for you," Jolin covered the towel with one hand, and asked, "How many times have you talked... before?"

"Am I—" Su Miao seemed to be recalling, and finally answered: "I talked with the first and third graders, but they were separated. Later, a girl from the opposite school asked me to confess, but I didn't accept it."

Qiao Lin: "Then why did you break up?"

Su Miao: "One time was in different classes, and another time was in a different school. I was dumped." Su Miao smiled wryly: "They feel that they can't feel the feeling of falling in love if they are not together."

Qiao Lin suddenly said: "So you are worried about me going to the training camp?"

"Not all, I just want to be with you." Su Miao couldn't see anything, so she stretched out her hand and touched Qiao Lin's face indiscriminately. "

Qiao Lin covered the towel with one hand, and raised Su Miao's chin with the other to respond to his kiss.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Qiao Lin took the towel away after a long while and looked at Su Miao's face: "I can't tell."

"Zhao Ze's porridge." Su Miao chuckled and asked again, "Have you ever had a girlfriend before?"

Qiao Lin spread his hands: "No, I'm just a boyfriend."

Su Miao continued to laugh: "Is it me?"

"Otherwise, who is there?" Qiao Lin threw the coat to Su Miao for him to put on, checked that the things he brought were not left behind, and packed them up to check out.

"gone."