Chapter 1814 I Am Here, Qing'er Doesn't Need You to Worry

The storm outside the window was still escalating, but the temperature in the house remained high. The two of them were still lying on the sofa in the same position as before, and they had been lying there for several hours.

Qing'er had a lazy smile on her lips. She put one hand around A Yao's neck and the other hand wandered around his face unruly, pinching his face and nose from time to time, as if these little things were also endless fun.

A Yao seemed to enjoy being treated like this by her, but occasionally he would grab her hand and kiss or bite it.

"Sister Qing'er, have you never thought of me in these years?" He asked with a little dissatisfaction.

"It can't be said that you haven't thought of me at all in the past few years." Qing'er thought seriously, "Occasionally you have achieved some outstanding results, and I can still know from Aunt Jingtong..."

"Then what?" A Yao's pupils slightly enlarged, "What do you think?"

"Thoughts? The thought is that A Yao is worthy of being taught by me, and he didn't embarrass me." Qing'er said with relief.

He sneered, lowered his head and bit her lips hard, and said hoarsely: "...big pig's hoof."

Qing'er was stunned by this name: "What does it mean?"

"It means to be infatuated with and then abandoned." His eyes were a little accusing, "You have completely forgotten your promise."

Qing'er was a little unconvinced, and wanted to argue that how could she take childhood things seriously.

But thinking that this silly boy took it seriously, she had to say: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. I won't dare to do it again in the future."

A Yao smiled and leaned over to kiss her again.

Before the gun went off, Qing'er heard the doorbell. She quickly pushed away the boy who was still clinging to her, and comforted him with an unstable breath: "...Wait, I'll go open the door."

A Yao grabbed her hands and said hoarsely: "I'll go." Then he stood up.

Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, and her reason returned. She looked at the sky outside, and then realized that she and A Yao seemed to have been really sick for too long. So...the one who rang the bell just now should be Brother Yun Zheng, right? He probably came to call them for dinner!

Realizing this, Qing'er quickly got up from the sofa and rushed to the door.

However, A Yao had already opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Ling Yunzheng. When they saw each other, both of them frowned.

"Where's Qing'er?" Ling Yunzheng said in a bad tone. He looked at the boy in a bathrobe in front of him, his eyes swept over his lustful eyes, and saw his lips swollen from being kissed, and he felt a surge of anger rushing to his head.

Although he had expected that the two would reconcile, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about what they had just done. Some things are one thing to know, and witnessing them with your own eyes is another feeling.

A Yao's tone was even colder.

"With me here, Qing'er doesn't need you to worry about it." He omitted the word "sister" that had been on his lips all the time, and replied unceremoniously.

Ling Yunzheng felt even more depressed.

Fortunately, at this time, Qing'er finally rushed to the door. She hugged the boy's waist from behind, poked her head out from under his arm, stuck out her tongue and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Brother Yunzheng, are you here to call us for dinner?"

A Yao also patted her hair gently, and his face softened instantly.

Ling Yunzheng watched the two of them behave so intimately, and felt that he was simply asking for trouble.