The fishing beauty boy in the world of female statues

Chapter 178 Rejection
Yan Qingxue didn't realize how wrong she was until her lips touched her lips.

Ye Lan is not worth trusting, she knew it from the beginning, so how can she believe what he said?

The so-called incompetence refers to the proficiency and enthusiasm that seems to want to wipe people clean, which contains the vitality and proficiency that a teenager of this age should have.

Ye Lan's lips seemed to be more plump, not pouty, not upturned, in the shape of a kiss, with a layer of moist color.

He smiled charmingly, straightened his back, and looked down at Yan Qingxue condescendingly: "Sister Yan, you are really amazing."

This seemed to be a sincere compliment, but with his kissing skills in front, Yan Qingxue had a new understanding of this sentence, that is, he was comparing himself with his former girlfriend, and then sighed.

Yan Qingxue didn't say much, she didn't care about it, she just said again: "Kneel down."

"Don't be so anxious, really." Ye Lan raised her hand and patted her on the head lightly, with reproach, as if blaming her for being anxious, then her body bent down slowly, softening herself in front of Yan Qingxue body.

Yan Qingxue lowered her head slightly, her gaze was always locked on Ye Lan, and she saw him slide down from her legs and sofa like a snake, and all that was exposed under her eyes was Ye Lan. Got a head.

Ye Lan's eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes were raised, her expression was too loose, but her tone was soft and obedient: "Kneeling like this... is it okay?"

Yan Qingxue sat there firmly, like a high-ranking empress, looking down at her courtiers.

At this time, her body suddenly leaned forward, forcing Ye Lan's body to fall backwards, her waist showed a curve as if it was about to be broken, but it was obvious that she could do it with ease.

Amazing flexibility.

Said Qingxue just glanced at it lightly, and then sat back.

It turned out that she took a piece of paper from the table and wiped her right hand slowly, like wiping a scalpel stained with blood after the operation.

After Yan Qingxue wiped her hands clean, she slowly said, "Yes."

Ye Lan didn't use her hands to support her, but relied on the strength of her waist. She slowly stood up from kneeling and lying down, and said softly, "Then I...started."

Yan Qingxue closed her eyes slightly.

From the moment she was born, her life was full of rules.

This rule was not formulated for her by her parents, nor was she forced to enforce it, but they did it this way, and Yan Qingxue gradually developed such a habit.

That is to restrain your desires.

Only in this way can we do everything perfectly and make the most of our limited energy.

For the past 30 years, Yan Qingxue has always lived like this.

But the long-standing rules eventually turned into a huge bitter fruit.

Day after day, her desire has become distorted, weird, and cannot be seen directly under restraint and patience.

Let me ask, how can things that have never seen light and grow in darkness approach the truth, goodness and beauty?
Inevitably, slipping into the abyss of depravity.

Yan Qingxue opened her eyes, and saw half of her head, and a pair of eyes blinking, her slender eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, her expression was so serious and focused, anyone would have to sigh when seeing it .

But what he is doing at this moment is a blasphemy that the gods can't bear to look at, and will offend him.

Suddenly, Ye Lan stood up abruptly, knelt down on Yan Qingxue's lap again, with a hint of malice in her eyes, her shiny lips moved directly towards her mouth.

A strong force was exerted on Ye Lan's shoulder, and he was pushed away in an instant, but he didn't show the slightest anger. Instead, his eyes rolled and he smiled like a little fox.

"Sister Yan, do you really dislike yourself that much?"

Ye Lan stood and talked without pain in her back. She bent her eyes slightly and looked at Yan Qingxue.

He thought it would make her lose all color.

But no, Yan Qingxue's thin lips were also suffused with a layer of water, and her eyes were calm, like a god: "Your work is not finished yet."

Ye Lan didn't care, and didn't think there was anything wrong with giving up halfway: "Sister Yan, I'm a bad boy. A bad boy...how can he really keep his promise?"

The corners of his mouth are raised, his eyes are proud, with a lawless presumptuousness and casualness.

Yan Qingxue said lightly: "Then I don't mind turning you into a good boy."

This is the initial "proposition".

Ye Lan showed a frightened expression, as if this sentence was such a threat, but soon, he pursed his lips, naturally and skillfully coquettish: "Sister Yan, the floor here is good It's hard, it's cold, my knees are hurting, I don't want to kneel anymore."

He wrapped his hands around her neck, stalking her like a boyfriend stalking a girlfriend, proud of his pampering.

Yan Qingxue was just watching, silent, without saying a word.

Ye Lan resolutely had something to say. He moved his lips to Yan Qingxue's ear and paused every word: "The floor is too cold, so it won't work here, but the bed...is very soft."

Straightforward invitation, as always.

Yan Qingxue took off the other glove, but the coldness on her body didn't dissipate much.

"I reject."

Ye Lan's expression instantly became aggrieved, as if she was passing by a mall and saw a toy she liked and wanted her parents to buy it, but what she got was a child who refused.

"Why?" He asked puzzledly, and immediately got the answer as soon as the words came out of his mouth.

Ye Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and said slowly, "Doctor Yan, don't you think... I'm sick?"

Yan Qingxue looked indifferent: "Huya is a kind of deformed tooth. If you have time, it's best to go to the hospital to have it cut off."

She was talking about Ye Lan's tiger teeth, but the two of them knew exactly what Yan Qingxue was referring to.

Ye Lan's expression became displeased in an instant, his mood was like the weather, cloudy and cloudy, unpredictable, changing from blue sky and white clouds to the eve of a storm in the blink of an eye.

"Is there a plan?" Ye Lan asked.

Without getting a response, Ye Lan got up decisively from Yan Qingxue, with a look of indifference and impatience: "If you love sex, get out if you don't. Worry about this, worry about that, why are others not like you as a father-in-law? It's someone else Be cautious without you? Why do I feel that you can't do it?"

"It's no wonder that a 30-year-old has never been in a relationship, a tall and cold goddess in white clothes? Haha, isn't a goddess just ruthless and desireless? Oh no, it's not, pregnant, not, and childbearing."

Ye Lan's full firepower and personal attack on Yan Qingxue was not because Yan Qingxue felt that he was sick.It was more like a battle that could not be started, which aroused the high spirits of his anger.

"Unlucky! Forget it, I went to find Zhou Qimeng, she's barely making do."

Ye Lan didn't even fasten the buttons on her clothes, she turned around and was about to walk towards the porch, but as soon as she took a step, her wrist was grabbed with a "snap".

(End of this chapter)