flstandardbreds Chapter 173 Sharing the same bed
Chapter 173 Sharing the same bed
"Ayu, I don't want you to care about her anymore." Qingling said.
"Huh? Why?" Song Yu asked.
Qing Ling was silent for a moment, and finally said: "You may have underestimated her. She may not need your help."
"I just don't want her to go to extremes in the end," said Song Yu.
When she read the novel, just from a third-person perspective, she felt that Qingluo, the female supporting character in the villain camp, had a very miserable life.
If they didn't know each other and had no intersection, Song Yu would not get involved, but now, because of Qingling, they have an intersection.
She always felt that if a little intervention from her could change Qingluo's originally tragic ending, it would always be good.
Back in the yard, Song Yu blocked the door: "Okay, I'm here, you can go back."
Qing Ling said, "I'll take you in."
Song Yu said, "How can we get in? We're already at the gate."
Qing Ling's eyes flickered as he said, "Ayu, don't you think you've been too busy lately?"
Song Yu tilted his head and asked, "Too busy? It's okay, don't worry, I have Qingque, Hongyu, and Qingxi to help me."
"That's not what I meant." Qing Ling's tone was a little sad.
"What is that?" Song Yu asked.
Qingling looked at her with a confused look on his face, feeling somewhat unwilling but helpless.
He held his breath and said, "I'm leaving."
"Oh, okay, see you tomorrow." Song Yu said as he took two steps back and closed the gate.
Qingling was still standing at the door, watching Song Yu not try to keep him after he said he was leaving.
His hands hung at his sides, clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth. The air was a little heavy, as if a rainstorm was about to hit.
Sure enough, in the evening, with the strong wind, a loud thunder exploded, and heavy rain poured down.
Song Yu was awakened by the thunder. Everything in front of him was pitch black and he took some time to adapt to the darkness.
When I turned around, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window again, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of the bed.
"Ah..." Song Yu screamed, but her mouth was quickly covered.
"Ayu, it's me." Qingling's voice sounded.
The next flash of lightning illuminated the room, and Song Yu could see the person's face clearly.
Her heartbeat slowly calmed down. She pulled Qing Ling's hand away. After the shock, she was furious: "What are you doing? It's the middle of the night. Do you know that scaring others can kill you?"
Qing Ling immediately apologized: "Ayu, I'm sorry."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Song Yu asked.
Today, if Qingling doesn't tell her the whole story, this matter will not be resolved.
Qing Ling said, "It was thundering, and I was worried that you were scared."
Song Yu was stunned for a moment before he realized, "Thunder is not as scary as you."
Seeing that Song Yu's face was filled with resentment but no fear, Qing Ling said, "I'm afraid."
"What?" Song Yu felt that he had misheard.
Qing Ling repeated: "I'm afraid of thunder."
Song Yu once thought that Qing Ling was playing a trick on her, or perhaps this person was not Qing Ling at all.
Otherwise, it would be a joke. How could the leader of a demon cult be afraid of thunder?
Qing Ling sat sideways on the bed, head half lowered, and said, "Everyone only knows that I am a martial arts expert, but they don't know that whenever there is lightning and thunder, I always recall the past.
Those days when my hands were stained with blood, and I had to kill people to survive, every one of them, every person who died at my hands, would become a nightmare that would haunt me day and night.
As he spoke, a tear slid down from the corner of his eye and landed on the back of Song Yu's hand as he supported himself on the bed.
Song Yu's heart was shocked, and there was lightning and thunder outside.
She saw Qingling's fragile side and his trembling figure.
"You...you don't have to think too much. You have no choice. I, I will prescribe a tranquilizer for you tomorrow." At this moment, Song Yu felt that his vocabulary was lacking and he didn't know how to comfort her.
Qingling slowly raised his head and looked at Song Yu, seducing Song Yu's eyes and mind with his broken and beautiful face.
"But, ever since I met Ayu, those nightmares have never come to me again. Ayu is my best medicine."
At this moment, Song Yu felt as if a corner of his heart had been pried open with a hammer, and the thing called love seeped in bit by bit along the pried open corner.
Until it fills the entire heart, and then flows through the heart to the limbs and bones.
Love is indeed the most fascinating. When Song Yu came to his senses, he found himself lying on the same bed with Qing Ling.
Qingling slept beside her, facing her sideways, with his eyes closed and holding one of her hands.
Song Yu couldn't sleep. There were lightning, thunder, wind and rain outside the window.
The water vapor and heat swept over Song Yu's whole body. She felt very stuffy, her face was hot, and her heart was hot too.
I fell asleep unknowingly, and when I woke up, I felt stiff all over and had a strong sense of restraint.
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw white clothes in front of me.
It took Song Yu a long time to react. She was now lying in Qing Ling's arms, being embraced by him.
I raised my head slightly and saw Qingling's chin. The posture of the two of them was really ambiguous.
Song Yu slowly moved his body, trying to distance himself from her without making any noise.
After finally getting out of Qingling's arms, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked up again, and their eyes met.
"Ayu, good morning!" Qingling's eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, and a picture of a handsome man waking up in the morning appeared before his eyes.
Song Yu felt his nose getting hot, and he sat up, looking at Qing Ling still lying on the bed with a tired look on his face.
"You, you get up first. It's not raining and there's no thunder." Song Yu said stutteringly.
Qingling sat up obediently, pressed down his belt with his hands, and opened his clothes wide.
Song Yu covered his eyes and turned his head away: "What are you doing?"
Qing Ling calmly straightened his clothes and said, "It's just that my belt is pressed. What's wrong with you, Ayu?"
Song Yu put down his hand, glared at him, and said, "Do you know what it means that men and women should not touch each other? What else is wrong? It's daybreak now, the wind and rain have stopped, you should leave quickly."
"But we are an engaged couple, it's only a matter of time..." Qingling said as a matter of course.
He was only halfway through his words when Song Yu covered his mouth and glared at him, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Qing Ling pulled her hand down and said, "That's right, didn't you sign the marriage certificate?"
When Song Yu heard her mention this, he immediately became resentful: "That doesn't count, that was you plotting against me."
After saying that, seeing that Qingling had no intention of leaving, he said, "If you don't leave, I will."
Just as he bent down and tried to crawl to the end of the bed, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
Qing Ling pushed her down on the bed, staring at him with a serious expression on his face: "You don't have the final say?"
Song Yu's heart trembled: "It, it doesn't count. If you dare to use your charm on me again, I won't forgive you."
She wanted to push Qingling away, but his wrists were grabbed. Qingling easily neutralized her attack and her hands were tied above her head.
"Qingling, you, let me go, what do you want to do?" Song Yu said, and his voice was trembling.
I don't know if I'm ashamed or angry.
"Oh!" Qing Ling chuckled, slowly lowered his head, and whispered in Song Yu's ear: "Why won't you forgive me, Ayu?"