Chapter 1837 Let's Go Back to the Room

In the next few days, the two of them stayed together almost day and night, never separated for a moment.

A Yao's wound healed very quickly. In less than a week, the scabs on his wound had almost fallen off. Only when you look closely can you see a few light pink scars across the palm of his hand. At the same time, the date of departure is getting closer and closer.

The next day is the day when A Yao returns to China.

A Yao made dinner that day. Since his hand injury was almost healed, he took over the task of cooking as soon as possible. After dinner, the two of them sat on the sofa watching TV as usual, but no one paid attention to the TV program.

A Yao held her in his arms and combed her long hair with his left hand. Qing'er lay lazily in his arms, checking tomorrow's flight on her mobile phone: "...You have to get up early tomorrow, I'll take you to the airport."

"No." He refused firmly, "It's too early, you'd better sleep well. Someone will come to pick me up, don't worry."

"Humph... Is it the same if someone comes to pick you up as if I send you personally?" She was a little dissatisfied.

"It's different." Ah Yao touched her forehead with a somewhat obscure and soft look, "If you send me off, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."

Qing'er couldn't help but smile. She threw her phone aside, put her arms around his neck, and moved her red lips closer: "... To be honest, I'm a little surprised that you've been so well behaved these days."

"Hmm?" He raised his eyebrows.

Facing the boy's slightly puzzled black eyes, Qing'er suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She simply stood up, sat directly on him and held his face, then lowered her head in his shocked pupils and kissed him deeply.

A Yao took a deep breath, hugged her waist tightly, and deepened the kiss involuntarily. The breathing of the two people gradually became rapid, accompanied by the sound of lips and tongues entangled, which seemed particularly ambiguous. The boy's body quickly responded, a muffled groan came out of his throat, his whole body was tense, and the hands on her waist were abnormally hot, but even so, his hands still restrained themselves from going down.

Qing'er panted and let go of him. Looking at the boy's face, which was particularly sexy because of his lust, she couldn't help licking her lips: "How about... let's go back to the room?"

His breathing became heavier, and his pupils also enlarged unconsciously: "... Can I?"

Qing'er poked his face with some dissatisfaction: "Humph, do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't keep his word?"

"No..."

"Even if we are about to separate, it doesn't mean that I don't want to sleep with you." Qing'er laughed softly, "I held back before because I was afraid that you would regret it... If you think I would have any concerns, then you underestimate me too much."

Qing'er could actually vaguely guess what this boy was thinking. The two of them would soon be in different places, and the distance barrier cast a shadow on their relationship. He probably didn't want to put any pressure on her, so he was particularly obedient these days.

This kind of thought touched Qing'er, but also made her laugh... Humph, has this boy forgotten why she liked him in the first place? If she didn't covet his body, would she have been tempted? If she didn't sleep with him before they separated, she would be so angry that she would die.

Perhaps he read the message from her eyes, A Yao suddenly hugged her and stood up, which scared Qing'er!

"Hey!"

"... Let's go back to the room!"

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