He Qingyu started to unbutton her, Su Mingxue reached out and grabbed his hand, raised her eyes to look at him, her face was pale and full of fear.
Two lines of tears overflowed from her eyes, and her dark eyelashes were also stained with tears.
He Qingyu's hand paused, and his expression suddenly became ugly.
Su Mingxue disliked his poor service in bed.
Not as good as a thank you gift.
Not even comparable to Mo Yuan.
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"Oh, why are we, Miss He, in a daze?"
"Didn't you catch that little sweetheart of yours? Why are you still looking gloomy?"
Ling Yun held up his chin and looked at He Qingyu who was sitting at his desk with a vacant look.
"If you scream again, I'll have you thrown out."
"Hey...this is not a nickname I gave you, it was given to you by a group of female employees in your company."
Ling Yun stretched out on the sofa.
"Tsk, tsk, the air is cold when I'm in the same space with you. I'm going to find someone to warm me up."
He said and was about to walk out.
But He Qingyu stopped him, with a hint of anxiety on his stern face.
He pursed his lips, as if it was difficult to speak, but still asked:
"Her and I...are not in harmony...what should I do?"
"ha??"
Ling Yun's expression was a bit petrified, and when he realized what he was doing, he was laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears.
He Qingyu's face darkened and he said coldly: "Get out."
He was crazy to ask such a question. But Su Mingxue's reaction really hit him.
"So this is what worries me..."
Ling Yun smiled enough, regained his composure, and sat down again.
"You must have hurt someone."
He Qingyu thought of Su Mingxue with tears in his eyes, and there was depression between his eyebrows.
"She does cry all the time."
Ling Yun held back his laughter and said seriously:
"You didn't do foreplay, did you?"
"Foreplay?"
He Qingyu frowned, "Does touching your hair count?"
"It counts, but everyone's relaxation point is different. Kissing, loving words, and caressing are all necessary."
"The prelude must be sufficient, the process must be gentle, and the ending must be sufficient."
"And you have to pay attention to your taste. Put down your posture, your cold look is off-putting. Just be serious when you are working, but you can be more flirtatious in bed."
He Qingyu wrote it down in his WeChat notes and said without raising his head: "You can get out."
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Su Mingxue was flipping through a picture book by her bedside. She had just contacted Bai Shiyan and planned to meet tomorrow.
She remembered that Bai Shiyan's favorability level for her was vaguely at 75%, and it should be easy to max it out.
She is not far away from this world.
She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she thought of this. At this time, there was a knock on the door.
After three calls, He Qingyu walked in.
She stopped smiling and looked a little surprised.
He Qingyu looked a little strange today.
He was wearing a black silk low-cut V-neck nightgown, revealing his beautiful and delicate collarbone lines. His silver hair was casually scattered on his shoulders. Perhaps because he had just taken a shower, his crimson lips had become much rosier.
It was inexplicably more confusing than usual.
She looked away, put down the picture book, and slept on her side with her back to him, her rejection obvious.
He Qingyu's face suddenly turned cold. But he suppressed his anger and crawled into bed.
Su Mingxue felt a cold fragrance coming from behind her, and her body froze.
Her body was gently held by He Qingyu's shoulders and slowly turned around.
She had to meet his light blue eyes. His eyes were like stars and the deep sea.
He Qingyu looked at her for a few seconds, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Compared to his always fierce kisses, this kiss was extremely gentle, and she was like a fragile object being treated with care.
He Qingyu licked and kissed her lips, like eating ice cream, trying to melt her.
She couldn't help gasping and struggling, but He Qingyu held her lips and said:
"Don't refuse me, or you won't get out of bed for three days."
