Escape from the male protagonist's harem

Chapter 44

It's a pity that the kitchen was too noisy, Xu Junhuan still couldn't hear what she said, and she really couldn't stand the man huddled in the narrow kitchen with long arms and legs, making it difficult for her to turn around.

In the end, he drove the man into the living room.

The kitchen was closed, and the frosted glass door isolated the noise of pots and pans from the other side, Shi Qingyan walked up and down the living room bored.

Xu Junhuan's computer desk is placed in the living room. The desk is not very big. A notebook and a few books are placed on it, and the small desk is fully occupied.

Shi Qingyan had nothing to do, so she flipped through these books, all about economics and finance, she took out a book, but also took out a piece of paper, which was originally sandwiched between the two books, With her movement was brought out.

Shi Qingyan was about to put the paper back, but was attracted by a sketch of a character on the white paper.

A woman was sketched with a pencil on the white paper, like a woman dressed in a TV drama about cultivating immortals.

If it was normal, Shi Qingyan might regard it as an illustration drawn by the other party, or a sketch for practice, and would not take it to heart.

Just glanced over, and saw that the woman's face was painted very vividly. After seeing it, Shi Qingyan felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in her heart. She turned on her phone and called out the photos taken by the Propaganda Department during the previous meeting. , enlarge your face in the photo, and compare it with the picture in your hand.

If the full score is 9, this similarity is not 8.5 points, and it must be above [-].

So, why did Xu Junhuan paint himself.

Although Shi Qingyan was puzzled in her heart, she also unconsciously felt a little joy. Does that mean——

Shi Qingyan turned on the camera, looked up at the door of the kitchen, it was still busy inside.She lowered her head, took a photo secretly on the white drawing paper, and then put the book and drawing paper back to their original places. Shi Qingyan stopped walking around casually. She sat on the sofa and took out her mobile phone to deal with some work matters.

About half an hour later, with a hissing sound, the kitchen door was pushed open, the humming sound of the range hood came in, and the aroma of the food was overflowing, Xu Junhuan came out with two plates.

There is no special dining table at home, Xu Junhuan usually eats on the glass table in front of the sofa, when Shi Qingyan saw this, she quickly got up and helped clean up the table.

When all the dishes were brought to the table one by one, Shi Qingyan looked at several delicious dishes, and couldn't help being a little surprised in her heart, she never thought that Xu Junhuan could have such good cooking skills just looking at her delicate appearance.

Seeing her disbelief, Xu Junhuan felt a little funny in his heart. If the original owner was here, he probably wouldn't be able to do this. Fortunately, he had never gotten along with this person before, so he wasn't afraid of being ruined.

The meal was very pleasant, and Shi Qingyan was not as picky as before. She felt that these dishes were all in line with her appetite. Seeing her touching her stomach from time to time, she probably was full of food.

Xu Junhuan originally thought that this person might have all kinds of young lady's temper and would be difficult to serve when eating, so she made various psychological preparations before she came.

What I didn't expect was that the person in front of me was so quiet during the whole meal. He didn't have the awkward look before.

For Xu Junhuan, the food cooked with care can be appreciated by others, and she will feel very happy if she eats it happily, so her affection for this person has reached a new level.

She wished she could bring all the food in the pot before this person's eyes, and watch her eat it with big mouthfuls.

Shi Qingyan was very satisfied after eating, but she felt a pair of eyes on the other side were looking at her all the time, she raised her head, Xu Junhuan didn't have time to withdraw her loving eyes like an old mother, and bumped into her.

She cleared her throat in embarrassment and said, "It seems that this taste is quite to your liking."

"Well, it's okay." Shi Qingyan put down her chopsticks contentedly, she felt that she might need to run on the treadmill for an hour to consume what she ate tonight.

After cleaning up, it was still early, and Xu Junhuan couldn't urge her to go back, so she asked, "Want to watch a movie?"

"Go to the cinema?"

"No, just read it with a laptop at home."

Shi Qingyan felt confident and nodded.

There is no TV at home, so Xu Junhuan lifted the laptop to the glass table, opened the video app and said, "What kind of movie do you want to watch?"

"casual."

Xu Junhuan had already guessed that she would answer like this, so he randomly ordered a European and American movie comedy according to his own preferences.

The light was too bright, and the reflection of the light was reflected on the screen. It looked very uncomfortable. Xu Junhuan turned off the headlight in the living room, leaving only one light in the kitchen. She was so happy that she even staggered from laughter in a few places, but Shi Qingyan on the side was like a stone statue, staring at the screen with no expression.

Shi Qingyan leaned back against the sofa, her shoulders were next to Xu Junhuan's. Xu Junhuan would sit on the front half of the sofa every time he staggered from laughter, and would lean back after laughing, almost rolling onto Shi Qingyan's bed several times. in the arms.

Shi Qingyan looked at the woman in front of her who was overjoyed, and didn't feel that the movie's cold stalk was funny at all, but felt that this person was better than the movie. When leaning on the sofa, it quietly moved to the right.

Xu Jun laughed enough, moved his buttocks back and leaned back, only to find that there was a soft mass on his back.

After realizing what it was, Xu Junhuan froze for a moment, and moved slightly to the right, making sure that the back was empty before leaning forward with confidence.

In order to hide her embarrassment, she turned her head and asked the man, "Don't you think such a funny movie is funny?"

"Funny," Shi Qingyan replied with a half-smile.

Xu Junhuan slightly complained about her in his heart.

After the funny, the next scene is the scene where the relationship between the hero and heroine warms up. The background music of the whole movie also becomes gentle and romantic. The atmosphere is just right. The hero and heroine hug and kiss together. The whole room is very quiet. The voice also came from the speaker.

The light in the kitchen is not very bright, and only illuminates the living room, which is less than one square meter, bringing dim light. Music and ambiguous sounds easily evoke certain memories in such an environment.

The body has memory, once a certain message is connected, it will wake up a certain switch in the body.

The wind from the air conditioner was blowing, Xu Junhuan still felt a little hot, she moved slightly, but rubbed against the soft body of the person next to her.

The other party's breathing seemed to be as close as Chi Chi, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, behind the ear.

Xu Junhuan didn't dare to look back, she felt that as long as she moved a little, that person would curl up her earlobe with her mouth like a hungry wolf.

The taut body was vaguely filled with a secret expectation. Xu Junhuan didn't know how to control her body's emotions. She even felt a warm breath spraying on her sensitive ears and neck.

Just when she wanted to move her body to do something to break the ambiguous atmosphere, she found that her waist was tightly locked by a slender arm.

The person behind him embraced her waist from back to front with one hand, and hugged himself in his arms through the armpit with one hand. The warm touch came from the back of the neck, feeling a little wet, and instantly hit a certain place in the brain center. a nerve.

Xu Junhuan softened all of a sudden, his body had no support, so he could only lean on the man, trying to stop her from doing this, but he couldn't break free.

She felt that the other party turned her body around, and then her eyes darkened, and the warm breath came up, and the soft touch fell on her lips in the next instant.

"Well……"

Xu Junhuan wanted to say something, but the man took advantage of it and couldn't make a sound.

The man held the thin lower lip in his mouth and sucked it repeatedly. The warm water snake broke into the mouth and rushed straight, breaking the defense line in Xu Junhuan's heart one by one.

The numb feeling spread in the body, and the head was surging like fireworks. Xu Junhuan's body was extremely soft, and he wanted to retreat, but behind him was a solid sofa back, and in front of him was the man. The sub-warm body is in a dilemma, and can only float up and down in this warm ocean, wanting to refuse or welcome.

Just when the person in front of him tilted his head and kissed her neck all the way down, Xu Junhuan had a clever mind, and the person in the purple clothes fluttering in his dream suddenly broke into his mind.

"No... Shi Qingyan, stop now—"

Xu Junhuan managed to regain his senses, and forcefully pushed Shi Qingyan away who was lying on top of him.

The confused expression of this person in front of her made her feel a little unbearable, but she couldn't—

Xu Junhuan forced himself to ignore the pair of eyes full of lust in front of him, sat up straight, and moved about three fists away from Shi Qingyan. Her breathing was still a little confused, so she straightened her clothes pretending to be calm, and lowered her head. She nodded and said, "Shi Qingyan, we can't."

Under the dim light, Shi Qingyan's eyes were still red, she clasped her fingers in her palm, swallowed, and said with difficulty: "Give me a reason."

"There is no reason, just not." Naturally, Xu Junhuan couldn't tell her the reason.

"Do you have someone you like?" The depressed voice sounded again.

"..." Xu Junhuan was silent for a while and finally nodded: "Yes."

"Who is he?"

"You do not know."

"Who is he?"

"She is not in this world." Xu Junhuan said these words with difficulty, a strong sense of sadness welled up spontaneously, she forgot her lover from the previous world, and even kissed and slept with others, she betrayed lost his lover.

Xu Junhuan lay on his knees, tears leaking from between his fingers.

The person behind him froze for a moment, but seemed to have misunderstood what she meant.

Shi Qingyan thought that Xu Junhuan had someone else he liked in reality, so she rejected Ye Yuan and her own approach, but she didn't expect that person to have passed away.

But she still paints herself, and she paints so vividly. Is she in a dilemma, choosing herself means betraying her dead lover.

Shi Qingyan stretched out her hand and patted Xu Junhuan's back lightly, leaned down, pressed against her back, and pulled her into her arms.

She couldn't think of any reason to persuade Xu Junhuan. After all, they were two people separated by yin and yang, and it was useless to say anything else. She just hugged her, put her ear on her back, and listened to what was going on in her chest. Heartbeat on the back.

The author has something to say: Xu Junhuan: Sorry, I have a lover, but when she died Qingyan: Why did you curse me Xu Junhuan: Why did you pretend to be my master Shi Qingyan: I didn’t, think about the last time we The posture used is exactly the same as the one in the last world, doesn’t that prove something? Xu Junhuan: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻