After being reborn, I also want to fall in love

After hearing Chen Shuo's words, Zhao Qin'er chuckled, picked up the red wine glass, tilted her head slightly and drank it all in one gulp.

"Are you afraid that I will pester you?" Zhao Qin'er turned Chen Shuo's hand over and spread it out, drawing circles on Chen Shuo's palm with her index finger.

Itchy.

Seeing that Chen Shuo didn't respond, Zhao Qin'er pretended to be puzzled: "But you have so many romantic debts, what if I add one more?"

There are so many bright flowers above your head, it wouldn't hurt to have one more.

Chen Shuo laughed: "It feels like there's no point in saying it so bluntly."

"I'm sorry, I have no experience."

Zhao Qin'er's eyes flickered: "So teach me."

To be honest, this is the part that Chen Shuo is most looking forward to.

"Have you finished your meal?" Chen Shuo asked.

Zhao Qiner nodded: "I'm done eating."

"Go sit on the sofa for a while."

Chen Shuo took the initiative to pick up the red wine, Zhao Qiner picked up the two wine glasses, and they sat down on the sofa.

The speakers were playing some light music whose name was unknown, and the atmosphere was quite ambiguous, giving people the feeling that everything was ready, except for the final push, for Chen Shuo to poke through that thin layer.

Zhao Qiner lay on the sofa with her legs bent and leaning against the pillow, feeling a little tipsy.

Chen Shuo shook the red wine glass and looked at her: "I should actually apologize to you. I was the one who arranged for your father's company to be included in the supplier list of Mi Tuan. To put it bluntly, I just wanted him to provoke you and make you rebel against your mother."

"But I didn't expect that your means of resistance would be so fierce."

Zhao Qin'er lowered her eyes slightly, looked at Chen Shuo with drunken eyes, and said softly: "I know, of course I know."

As she spoke, Zhao Qin'er raised her wrist, looked at the light pink scar on her delicate skin, and shook her head gently: "But I am willing to be used by you."

Looking at Chen Shuo, Zhao Qiner handed over the empty wine glass.

Chen Shuo poured her half a glass of wine.

After taking a sip, Zhao Qin'er took a breath, then slowly exhaled, her slender hands gently covering her lips: "Everything happened naturally. If it weren't for your careful arrangements, half a year ago, even if I cut my wrists, Mom would not give in."

"So everything is arranged by fate."

Zhao Qiner smiled and said, "I think it's more appropriate to say cooperation rather than using it."

Chen Shuo raised the corner of his mouth: "It's best if you think so."

"Well, do you want to reward me?" Zhao Qin'er said with anticipation.

Chen Shuo held the red wine glass in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to hold the slender and soft Zhao Qin'er in his arms. The two of them half-lying on the sofa in the most comfortable posture, quietly listening to soothing music.

Zhao Qiner was completely relaxed. Not only did she feel most comfortable in this state, but Chen Shuo, who was holding her, also felt very comfortable.

She took a sip of red wine and looked up at Chen Shuo.

This young man has a very handsome profile, with a distinct jawline and excellent bone structure.

Zhao Qiner raised her hands to hold Chen Shuo's face, then raised her chin.

She poured the red wine into Chen Shuo's mouth.

A little bit of light red wine flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

There was no pause, Chen Shuo's response came quite timely and so domineering.

It's not that Big Wave has never had intimate contact with Chen Shuo, and they have tried things that are more exciting than kissing, but the act of kissing is the purest and most direct in a relationship between men and women.

That is a kind of true and unreserved acceptance.

In his previous life, Chen Shuo's social circle was full of good and bad people. It was common for those bosses who had money but nowhere to spend it to hunt for beautiful women.

They often told Chen Shuo that some women could sleep with him but would never kiss him, and if he wanted to kiss her, he would have to pay extra.

Some people won’t give you any extra money.

Zhao Qiner closed her eyes, feeling the inability to extricate herself from this unprecedented contact. Unable to control herself for a moment, the red wine glass in her hand fell onto the thick carpet, spun around, and then stopped.

Chen Shuo opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Qiner's slightly parted red lips, which were moist and had a hint of luster.

"Have you taken a shower?" Chen Shuo asked.

Zhao Qiner pulled the hem of her silk skirt and gathered her thighs wrapped in black stockings: "Yes."

"I haven't washed it yet."

Chen Shuo stood up and asked, "Where is the bathroom? I'll go take a shower."

"what about me?"

"Wait in bed. Of course, we can go together."

In the bathroom

Chen Shuo simply rinsed it off, and as the mist lingered, he heard the slight sound of the door lock spring turning.

"I'll get you a bath towel." Zhao Qin'er only stretched out one hand and placed the bath towel on the sink.

Chen Shuo opened the glass door of the shower area and grasped Zhao Qiner's wrist with his wet hands.

Zhao Qiner, who was outside the door, was startled and said hurriedly, "You wash first, I, I don't want to be in the bathroom."

Perhaps for girls, the best environment for such a precious and memorable moment is still their most familiar boudoir.

Chen Shuo smiled: "Don't get me wrong, I've already washed it."

"That"

"Help me wipe my body."

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Chen Shuo walked out of the shower area, put his feet on the towel-covered floor tiles, and then pulled Zhao Qiner into the bathroom.

The relatively small bathroom was filled with mist. Zhao Qiner picked up the bath towel, pursed her lips, and helped Chen Shuo wipe away the water droplets on his chest.

This man is so strong and sturdy, and his muscles are particularly hard.

Zhao Qin'er couldn't help but look up at Chen Shuo. When their eyes met, they both saw the flames burning deep in each other's eyes.

Just like Uchiha Itachi's Amaterasu, it will never go out unless the opponent is burned to ashes.

Zhao Qiner threw away the bath towel, wrapped her arms around Chen Shuo's neck, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

This is the shower room in the master bedroom. After kissing for a while, Chen Shuo picked up Zhao Qin'er and carried her horizontally. In just a few steps, he came to the workstation where he would work tonight.

The incense was still lit on the bedside table, and it smelled really good.

"This taste is very intoxicating." Chen Shuo clicked his tongue.

Zhao Qin'er's eyes flickered, and she smiled meaningfully: "Doesn't it smell good? It makes you feel relaxed and happy. When you look at me, your index finger opens wide, and the feeling of hunger that fills your whole body is like that of not having eaten for many days."

"Then there was only one thought in my mind, which was..."

Zhao Qiner knelt up and hugged Chen Shuo, whispering softly into his ear: "Eat me till there is not a bone left."

Chen Shuo smiled: "Why is that?"

"Because... this is specially prepared for the two of us. I added some things." Zhao Qiner smiled, let go of Chen Shuo, and then stepped back little by little.

Chen Shuo leaned over and grabbed her ankles, then pulled Zhao Qin'er to the end of the bed and crawled on top.

“This is a result I have been waiting for for a long time.”

Zhao Qiner looked at Chen Shuo and held his face with both hands: "So, I'm ready."

I’ve been waiting for quite a long time, Chen Shuo thought.

Zhao Qin'er seemed to be obsessed with this and just looked at Chen Shuo until she suddenly grasped the bed sheet with both hands and then lay down completely flat.

With the added aromatherapy, the two people blurred the lights, blurred the night, and it seemed as if a new world had opened up in the warm house.

'She actually has dimples.'

Chen Shuo discovered something quite interesting.

The dimple on the waist seems to be born for the thumb.

Press the thumbs of both hands on the waist dimples, with the base of the thumb pressed against the waist on both sides, and it will be completely fixed.

Zhao Qin'er tried to look back at Chen Shuo, but her hair blurred her vision. Chen Shuo was very considerate and helped her to put all her long hair to one side, showing her smooth back and the perfect curves behind her. She was really as delicate as a piece of blue and white porcelain.

"Do you really want to look at me?" Chen Shuo asked.

Zhao Qiner groaned: "Yes, I want to remember your expression. Your happiness and joy now are all because of me. I want to remember it forever."

Even though she had made sufficient preparations, Zhao Qiner still underestimated the boy's abundant energy.

In the end, Zhao Qiner had to put her hands on Chen Shuo's lower abdomen and subconsciously make a resistance gesture.

But he found that it was futile. Just now, Zhao Qin'er said that she wanted to remember Chen Shuo's expression at this moment. This seemed to remind Chen Shuo, making him very persistent in seeing Zhao Qin'er's begging look when she couldn't bear it.

Perseverance means working hard.

'drop. ’

Chen Shuo turned off the air conditioning and heating in the bedroom, lay down next to Zhao Qin'er, and habitually touched the cigarette box on the bedside table.

Zhao Qiner turned over with some difficulty and took out a small ashtray from the drawer of the bedside table on her side. There was also a Dupont lighter in the ashtray.

Seeing this, Chen Shuo burst out laughing: "You even have this?"

Zhao Qiner lit the lighter and held it in front of Chen Shuo: "I said, I am fully prepared."

The smell of flint and kerosene was intoxicating, and then it was quickly covered by the strong smell of tobacco. Looking at Chen Shuo smoking, Zhao Qiner said, "Give me a puff."

"You still smoke?"

“No, but I want to smoke.”

Chen Shuo held the cigarette and passed it to Zhao Qiner. After she took a puff, she frowned and looked very painful: "I don't understand why you like to smoke."

I'm not used to quitting smoking~
Everyone has bad habits, and Chen Shuo doesn't know how many bad habits he has, but in comparison, smoking is probably the lightest bad habit.

The strange smell that originally permeated the bedroom was gradually replaced by the smell of tobacco.

Chen Shuo glanced at Zhao Qin'er and asked, "Do you have any extra sheets?"

Zhao Qiner blushed: "Yes."

"Then change it."

Chen Shuo turned over and said to Zhao Qin'er, "Or go to the second bedroom."

"Let's go to the second bedroom." Zhao Qiner said in a low voice.

This is the result of inexperience and having no idea of ​​your own physical condition.

Chen Shuo picked up Zhao Qin'er and walked out of the bedroom. He couldn't help but teased, "Why don't you look back at your masterpiece?"

Zhao Qiner buried her head in Chen Shuo's chest and gently bit his shoulder in protest.

"It's all your fault."

"Why blame me? Don't let me take the blame for everything in the future."

Carrying Zhao Qin'er to the living room, Chen Shuo suddenly said, "Now, can we take a shower together?"

Zhao Qiner hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to nod.

Since we have to remember this unforgettable night, we must experience more things we have never experienced before within the limited time.

When entering the bathroom, Zhao Qiner was still wearing the pair of black stockings. Just as she was about to take them off, she was stopped by Chen Shuo.

"All I want is wet stockings."

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Chen Shuo wanted to open the door to a new world for Zhao Qiner, because Shuo always felt that this big wave of contrast was very malleable.

And it turned out that what Chen Shuo thought was right.

Zhao Qiner, a highly educated woman, accepts new things very quickly. Not only does she accept them quickly, she also comprehends them quickly. She can interact with Chen Shuo as soon as they come into contact with her.

This immediately aroused Chen Shuo's competitive spirit.

Mr. Shuo may not be gifted in terms of skills, but when it comes to a head-on confrontation and using brute force, Chen Shuo is a bull.

As for Zhao Qin'er, she couldn't stop herself from seeing Chen Shuo's fickleness!

Whenever she felt that Chen Shuo was no longer gentle and was so fierce that she felt timid, the dog man would be particularly tactful in comforting her, giving her a moment of sweet words and caressing.

Then, once he discovered that Zhao Qin'er had regained her gentleness, he would immediately return to his stormy mode.

This went on repeatedly, and the huge contrast almost made me cry.

"I want to interview you."

Zhao Qin'er curled up in Chen Shuo's arms, closed her eyes and murmured, "Not all girls are as sensible as me, right?"

Chen Shuo understood what Zhao Qin'er meant, but he did not elaborate. Instead, he said briefly: "I don't need them to be sensible, I just need them to be by my side."

Seeing that Zhao Qin'er was still trying to ruin his Dao heart, Chen Shuo interrupted her directly: "Instead of thinking about others, you should worry about yourself."

"is it?"

Zhao Qiner turned sideways and said to Chen Shuo, "I don't believe that my charm is so bad that you've gotten tired of me in just one night."

"Is that right, huh?"

She seems to be fine again, no problem, now it's my turn to talk back to you.

It was night when I came and it was night when I left.

I'm catching up on sleep during the day.

Chen Shuo was dressed neatly and bent down at the entrance to put on his shoes.

Zhao Qiner handed over the coat, and when Chen Shuo opened the door and walked out, she suddenly asked, "Will you come again in the future?"

Chen Shuo put on his coat, thought for a moment, and smiled at Zhao Qiner: "Yes."

After saying that, he walked into the elevator. Before the elevator door closed, he took his hand out of his pocket and waved at Zhao Qiner.

Until the elevator door closed completely, Zhao Qin'er watched the number drop from 17 to -1 floor, sighed softly, and then closed the door.

She slowly sat down on the sofa and felt Chen Shuo's presence everywhere in the room.

Next to the coffee table, two red wine glasses were still lying quietly on the ground.

Zhao Qiner picked up the red wine glass that Chen Shuo had used, poured a little wine into it, and drank it all.

That's pretty good.

Isn't it.

Zhao Qiner's current state is like that of someone who has just attended a wonderful concert. After suddenly leaving it, an irrepressible feeling of emptiness surges in her heart, which makes her mood quite low.

The problem was that after sleeping for so long during the day, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

I want to go out for a walk, but I'm too lazy to move. My legs are a little weak, and my walking posture probably won't be particularly elegant. It's better for me to stay at home and rest.

When making this decision, Zhao Qiner knew clearly that Chen Shuo would never belong to her.

The aftereffects of living with a mask for many years made Zhao Qiner feel that people are just a game. It doesn't matter who is playing with whom, as long as both parties can feel happy.

She went to the disco to vent her inner depression.

But now, Contrast Wave has apparently found something more fun than clubbing.

It's a pity, you can go clubbing anytime, but Chen Shuo can't be called upon at any time. On the contrary, Zhao Qin'er feels that it is more likely that she will be called upon at any time in the future.

ding dong~
The doorbell rings.

Zhao Qiner stood up puzzled and glanced at the surveillance camera hanging on the wall of the entrance hall. Chen Shuo had actually returned.

He..thought about it again?
Zhao Qiner opened the door and saw Chen Shuo carrying a bag of takeout. "Let's eat something. There aren't many restaurants open at this time. I often go to this one. It tastes good."

Zhao Qiner was stunned for a moment: "You are not leaving, but going to buy me food?"

"if not."

Chen Shuo walked into the house and put the takeaway on the table: "With your cooking skills, you should cook less in the future. Don't starve yourself to death."

"If you lose weight, your hands and mouth won't feel good." Chen Shuo said to Zhao Qin'er, "This is very important to me."

Zhao Qin'er looked at Chen Shuo, was silent for a while, then turned her head and chuckled.

It's no wonder that so many women can't stop lusting after such a bastard man. (End of this chapter)