"I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about my friend."
Yu Qinghan hurriedly explained.
"Yeah, aunt knows." Ye Zishu nodded, "What happens next?"
"On Christmas Eve last time, I...ahem...my friend once again ruined the atmosphere. They were kissing well, but accidentally stepped on the other person's foot, and her husband lost interest in an instant. And my friend was very upset."
"Oh, girls only weigh so much, so this kid can't bear the pain?" Ye Zishu curled his lips.
From what Yu Qinghan said, it seemed that it was not because of cheating.
Is that caused by the wrong posture between the two of them?
She, an outsider, couldn't help with this kind of problem between a young couple.
"Xiaohan, let me tell you." Ye Zishu changed from his normal state and said earnestly: "It's normal for these two couples to live a life of fighting and fighting. The main reason is that you... um, no, your friend and her Husband, I see that there is still affection between the two, right?"
"Emmmm..." Yu Qinghan said bitterly, "I'm not sure either."
"Okay, then let me ask you a few questions."
Ye Zishu put his hand on Yu Qinghan's shoulder, hugged her, and asked in a soft tone.
"How often does your friend and her husband usually hand in their homework?"
"Unbeatable, once a month."
Under the constraints of the agreement, Qin Feng was still very trustworthy.
I said once a month and there was never any arrears.
Apart from sucking blood, other contact is limited to holding hands.
After hearing this, Ye Zishu froze on the spot.
It seems that the problem between this young couple is not simple.
"It's only once a month. Isn't it a bit too little for your age? You...uh, no, can your friend bear it?"
"I can't help it, but there's nothing I can do." Yu Qinghan shook her head like a rattle, "Any more will kill someone."
What she said was true. Human hematopoietic ability is cyclical, not endless.
Frequent blood loss can easily cause damage to body functions and cause irreversible damage.
Yu Qinghan realized that she almost spilled the beans, and suddenly said cautiously: "Let's not talk about this anymore, aunt, let's talk about love. Do you think love needs to be a steady stream, rather than a sudden rush?"
"You kid, that's not wrong."
Ye Zishu looked at Yu Qinghan with a distressed face, "You, sometimes you can't be too sensible. Love belongs to two people. If you don't let the other person keep love with you, what should you do if he leaves it to others?"
"People say that a husband and wife are kind to each other for a hundred days. How can there be hatred overnight?"
Yu Qinghan said nothing and fell into deep thought.
"Anyway, tonight is New Year's Eve. We all have the custom of staying up late on New Year's Eve. Don't go back tonight. Don't worry about the rest. My aunt will make arrangements for you clearly, okay?"
Ye Zishu smiled softly.
"Okay... then I'll trouble Auntie."
With her aunt as her support, Yu Qinghan's anxious heart finally relaxed.
"Wait a minute, auntie, it's not me, it's my friend. I will convey what you said to her."
"Okay, okay, why are you so impatient, my aunt understands it clearly."
....
"I said your aunt has a really good memory."
Yu Qinghan sat on the fluffy bed, staring at the lone pillow with a smile on his face.
Since the last time Ye Zishu came to her house for a surprise inspection, she didn't remember anything else, but instead remembered her 'habit' of not liking pillows.
Therefore, in order to take care of Yu Qinghan, only one pillow was left for the two of them.
"How can I sleep with two people and one pillow?"
"It's not like you said in front of her before that you don't like sleeping on pillows. Who's to blame?"
Qin Feng said this, but still picked up the pillow and placed it in the center of the bed.
The pillow exudes a faint smell of sunshine.
Obviously my aunt took it out to dry in the morning.
He sat next to the pillow and waved to Yu Qinghan, gesturing for him to come over.
Yu Qinghan looked a little shy, crawling over lightly like a kitten.
She knelt down beside Qin Feng and stared at Qin Feng quietly.
Qin Feng glanced at her and pointed at his arm.
"Woo——"
Two crimson clouds instantly appeared on Yu Qinghan's cheeks.
She lowered her head slightly, too shy to look at Qin Feng.
Carefully moved to Qin Feng's side.
Like a well-behaved kitten, it gently leaned on Qin Feng's shoulder.
At such a close distance, even the other party's breathing can be heard clearly.
Boom boom!
Even if there are fireworks and firecrackers outside the window.
They can't beat each other's heartbeats.
Thump!
Thump!
Deafening.
It's like a Thomas the Tank Engine running whirringly.
Qin Feng rubbed the back of her hand with his hand, and then clasped his fingers together.
He leaned his nose against Yu Qinghan's hair and sniffed.
In winter, vampires are not only cold, but also warm.
...
It didn't take long.
With their keen hearing, they noticed a rustling sound coming from the back of the wall.
It was obvious that my aunt was eavesdropping again.
Yu Qinghan frowned slightly and looked at Qin Feng for help.
"Did you bring your computer?"
"No."
"Then how do you play that movie?"
"Hehe." Qin Feng smiled evilly, "I have more exciting ones on my phone..."
Say it.
Take out your phone and open favorites.
I saw Qin Feng open a video called [Late Night Beauty Anchor Will Satisfy Your Greed].
"Hey! Qin Feng didn't expect you to be such a person!"
Yu Qinghan was like a frightened little white rabbit, covering her eyes with both hands, deliberately exposing a crack, peeking and whispering.
"You are still too young. You will understand later."
Qin Feng clicked on the video.
The anchor in the picture is indeed a beauty, but there is no element of the 18-year-old ban in it.
It's just a beautiful anchor live-streaming a video of eating delicious food.
She walked into a deep alley on a street corner.
Found a noodle shop that was only open late at night.
Ordered an extra large bowl of snail noodles.
Topped with fried eggs, red oil, ham sausage, and soul duck feet.
The beautiful anchor picked up the chopsticks, picked up a peanut, and shook it at the camera.
"This is the soul, I want to taste it."
Click.
"Hmm..." The beautiful anchor looked intoxicated and gave a thumbs up to the camera, "(╯▽╰) It smells so good~~"
"More on..." The beautiful anchor picked up a piece of snail noodles, sniffed it in her nose, and then took a bite, "Wow, QQ bounce, it feels so good."
"I will definitely be able to eat it all."
The beautiful anchor started to fangirl.
"Swish, swish, swish -"
As she ate, she made a heavy gasping sound.
Those who didn't know thought she was doing something exciting.
The key is that the bowl of snail noodles is filled with red oil.
The host was so hot that he gasped for air, and he did not forget to fan his mouth manually to cool down.
"Woo woo woo, I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore..."
The beautiful anchor, who was originally so spicy that she couldn't distinguish between east, west, north and south, wanted to spit out the spicy duck claws in her mouth, but saw that the camera was still recording.
She struggled to control her facial expression.
"No, for the sake of viewing, I have to swallow it!"
Gulu!
Make a loud noise.
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