Insomnia

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"Sir." Wen Qingying breathed heavily and called him unfamiliarly.

After shouting a few more times, the words became smoother. Wen Qingying kept repeating with strong fascination: "Sir, sir..."

The corners of Tao Ling's eyes turned red. Hearing Qingying's voice stirred his heart to tremble, and he almost lost consciousness.

It took too much time to calm down the panting and throbbing. Tao Ling stared at the ceiling, and finally recovered from the aftertaste, and then he began to feel surprised.

The first time they had close contact, he never thought they would fit together like this, as if their whole bodies were on fire from the inside out, and their souls were about to be given to each other.

Wen Qingying pressed on him, wrapping him up completely, unwilling to leave him for a second even if everything was over.

Tao Ling moved a little, and Wen Qingying raised her head from the crook of his shoulder, looked at each other for two seconds, and kissed her passionately.

"You lied to me." With parted lips, Tao Ling said suddenly.

Wen Qingying opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

Tao Ling said, "You hear it all the time, don't you?"

Wen Qingying was a little anxious, and Tao Ling asked, "When are you going to confess to me?"

Before Wen Qingying could speak, Tao Ling pushed him, but Wen Qingying didn't take the initiative, and in his current state, he couldn't get rid of him.

Tao Ling struggled twice but couldn't get away, and looked at the person nearby expressionlessly.

After looking at each other for a long time, Wen Qingying finally realized that Tao Ling was not angry at all. He blinked obediently, just like when they first met.

Every time he showed this expression, Tao Ling couldn't help but feel soft and wanted to agree to anything.

"Don't try to seduce me," he said coldly, "There are many debts that I haven't settled with you."

Wen Qingying grabbed his hand, covered it over her heart, and finally said, "You said you love me."

Tao Ling was startled, remembering those words he had said so brazenly before, his scalp suddenly went numb. He hurriedly looked away, looked at the top of the wall, and said stiffly: "I never said that."

"I heard it." Wen Qingying held his face, forcing him to look at her, and continued to say in an unfamiliar tone, "You love me, you can't leave."

Tao Ling pursed his lips, and finally let out a cold snort.

After humming, he startled himself. This arrogant posture was so unfamiliar. He suddenly felt so ashamed that he almost wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into, but he still managed to maintain his composure on his face.

Wen Qingying looked at his features carefully and said, "I have a handle on you."

After a long time, he repeated: "You can't leave."

"Have you learned how to threaten me?" Tao Ling asked.

Wen Qingying smiled, and the little tiger teeth were exposed unobstructed.

Tao Ling felt itchy and raised his head to kiss him. When Wen Qingying leaned down, he was able to hold his neck and lick his fangs as he wished.

When taking a shower, Tao Ling took Wen Qingying's hand. He originally wanted to check the injury on the inside of his arm, but unexpectedly found that the skin on his wrist was broken and there was a red circle.

"What's going on?" He was taken aback.

Wen Qingying shook her head and withdrew her hand: "Wait, let's talk."

He hadn't spoken for too long, so he could only speak as briefly as possible. Tao Ling knew that this was rare, so he didn't force him. He just asked, "You haven't spoken in three years, but now you can speak quite smoothly?"

Wen Qingying looked down at him and replied, "Practice every day."

Tao Ling took a step forward distressedly and hugged him close to his chest: "Forcing yourself is very hard."

Wen Qingying shook her head.

Holding each other under the water, dawdling for a while, Tao Ling smiled: "Why are you up again?"

Wen Qingying pursed her lips and finally uttered a few words: "Because sir."

"It's my fault," Tao Ling said with a smile, "I'm just responsible."

He kissed the corner of Wen Qingying's mouth, just like he did to himself on the bed, and kissed his way down.

He half-closed his eyes, Wen Qingying's skin was too white under the light, and her lips touched her tight body, which made fireworks start to explode in his mind again.

Wen Qingying panicked when he knelt down on one knee, grabbed him and lifted him up.

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