Chapter 235 Don’t you need it now
Ying Duo pulled her away, put his hands on her shoulders and asked her to stand still.
Tang Guanqi still wanted to come over.
Ying Duo's voice has become a little loose, but it still has the indifference of the past two days in its warmth: "You can sleep alone tonight, I will sleep next door."
She pulled on Ying Duo's clothes, hoping that he wouldn't leave, but Ying Duo just pulled her hand down. He picked up his phone and got up, walking to the next room.
Seeing his tall figure disappear at the door, Tang Guanqi lay back on the bed. She wanted to sleep with Ying Duo.
I kicked off the quilt and suddenly realized that the bed didn't seem too long.
She sat up and noticed that the bed was shaped like a convertible.
The end of the bed was in the shape of the front of a convertible, and the short windshield was slightly slanted inwards, which would block her feet. She had just kicked the short windshield, so she felt the bed was short.
Tang Guanqi climbed to the end of the bed and found a small steering wheel at the end of the bed, only as big as her hand. She went to turn it around.
Ying Duo sat on the bed alone, leaning slightly against the head of the bed.
I remembered that Master Xu said that there were many things she didn’t understand because her parents hadn’t taught her anything and she needed him to teach her.
He hadn't felt it clearly before, but now he felt it.
He picked up the wine glass on the bedside table and took a sip.
There was a sudden bang on the door, as if something heavy had hit it.
The sound stopped for a moment, and the door was hit again by a heavy object. This time it was obviously heavier than the last time, and it was hit twice.
It's not like Sister Zi can knock it out with something.
He stood up and opened the tall double-open general door from the middle.
When I opened the door, I saw no one. When I looked down, I found that in the wide corridor, Sister Zai opened his bed and stopped at the door, holding the small steering wheel in her hand.
She still looked up at him obediently, her long hair falling down gently, clean and soft.
If she hadn't driven it, Ying Duo would have forgotten that this bed was the sports car bed he insisted on installing when he was fourteen or fifteen years old.
Seeing that Ying Duo was looking at her without moving, Tang Guanqi drove the car forward, bumped his calf, and motioned for him to get out of the way so that she could get in.
Seeing her funny behavior made Ying Duo laugh angrily.
Tang Guanqi looked at him and smiled. He tilted his head slightly and showed a light smile. The dimples were neither deep nor shallow. Together with his charming eyes and small nose, he had a kind and clear look with deliberately carved lines. Beauty.
Like a little fox who knows everything but is small and controlled by others.
He opened the general door, stepped aside, and smiled helplessly: "Are you a child?"
Tang Guanqi ignored it and drove the bed smoothly from the corridor into the room in a small turn, and drove directly next to Ying Duo.
He also pressed the horn "beep beep".
Ying Duo put his hands on his hips and looked at her helplessly.
Tang Guanqi sat on the bed of the sports car and pressed the horn again, making a "beep" sound.
As if she wanted him to talk to her.
Ying Duo was dealing with his emotions alone, but he was directly disrupted by the random sister: "What do you mean?"
Tang Guanqi let go of the steering wheel, pointed at him, and moved his index finger a few times in front of his mouth.
(Talk to me)
"What did you say?" he asked warmly.
Tang Guanqi heard his voice soften obviously.
She smiled and said: "Just talk to me, such as where you went today, what you ate, and who you met."
Ying Duo looked at her face. In fact, he was no longer so angry, but there was still no sign of intimacy: "Oh."
"Who did you go to see when you came back so late today?" Tang Guanqi asked.
Ying Duo lowered his long eyes and looked at her.
Thinking of the psychological counselor I just saw.
She has always resisted psychotherapy, and there happens to be a team of well-known interaction analysis psychological counselors here in Dubai.
He went to meet her and described her daily interactions and reactions.
She has always been unwilling to receive psychological treatment. She must be having troubles and doesn't want to mention the persecution, which was a massacre for her.
In fact, knowing that the person closest to her had hurt her, which caused her to have a high defensive mentality and find it difficult to talk to others, he had already begun to forgive her.
For so many years, she may not have thought about being intimate with others at all, because there were so many people around her that she couldn't trust, so she wouldn't consider anyone when doing her own thing.
Because it is a burden to her.
The comments around her are almost always negative. If she considers and cares about them, she may not be able to grow up.
Her aphasia is a psychological disorder, because she can speak when she is unconscious, but there is a psychological defense that prevents her from speaking when she is awake. She has always defaulted to being mute.
In other words, she may have been pushed down the steps, but she still didn’t know that it was her biological mother who pushed her. She only knew that her biological mother was unwilling to treat her and accused her of being troublesome and uncaring. That moment.
Ying Duo squatted down and looked at her. Her face was the size of a palm, delicate and clean. Without makeup, she had an indescribable sense of transparency, like a mountain lotus. Every eyelash and eyebrow was clearly spread on the delicate white surface. on the skin.
His voice was gentle and gentle: "Do you miss me?"
She nodded decisively: "Yes."
She took out her mobile phone from the bed and held it in front of him.
A line of clear black and white characters on the mobile phone screen: "I want Theo"
Ying Duo was teased by her and smiled slightly, but it was so light and thin that Tang Guanqi was not sure whether he was smiling or not: "Who taught you to apply for this license plate?"
She smiled, showing her teeth: "No one taught me, I wanted to apply for this job myself, so I applied." She also moved closer to him, pointed at herself, brushed one hand across the back of the other hand, and pointed again He said loudly: "I love Yingduo."
Ying Duo closed his eyes slightly, followed by an uncontrollable chuckle. When he opened his eyes, there was a bright smile in his eyes, as if he was teased by a child, but he was teased.
He was both salty and joking: "What do you want to do when you come over to my bed?"
Tang Guanqi hummed the horn again, and there was a beep.
She drove the car to his bedside and put it into the warehouse smoothly. It stopped just beside his bed, slightly staggered by a bedside table because there was a bedside table.
Not even shaking the glass of rum on his bedside table.
Ying Duo watched her play with the toys she had played with when she was fourteen or fifteen years old. She still enjoyed it and it was natural.
He felt as if this toy was bought for her to play with, but he bought it very early. She was already an adult, but she had no shame at all when playing with it and played smoothly.
He had an indescribable feeling, like she was teasing a child, so cute that he wanted to stand here and watch her stroll.
Unexpectedly, the next second, Tang Guanqi hooked his hand and motioned for him to come over.
Ying Duo walked up to her.
Tang Guanqi approached him and asked, "If it's up here, does it count as a car shock?"
Ying Duo thought for a moment that he had misunderstood her sign language, which was incredible, but he asked with a calm expression: "What did you say?"
Tang Guanqi stopped talking again and sat with his hands under his hips, as if he didn't say anything.
Ying Duo asked casually: "What do you want?"
She stared at him and shook her head restrainedly.
Ying Duo's face was expressionless: "If you want, you can go and play the real thing right away. You don't have to settle for the second best and play the fake one."
Tang Guanqi immediately shook his head vigorously: "I don't want to."
"You dare not mention it?" Ying Duo said quietly.
Tang Guanqi turned off the car's switch, lifted up the quilt and lay down, pretending not to ask the question: "Let's sleep."
Ying Duo stepped onto her bed with his long legs. Tang Guanqi watched him walking up, inexplicably pursed his lips to hold back a smile, as if he could feel what he was going to do.
But Ying Duo stepped over her directly, walked to his bed, and sat down calmly on the head of the bed.
Tang Guanqi immediately turned over like a spring and looked at him.
Ying Duo acted as if he hadn't seen it, picked up his phone and continued to read financial news.
Tang Guanqi sent a message: "You don't need a woman to sleep with now?"
Ying Duo was in her peripheral vision. He didn't even move his eyelids and said without any trouble: "Sometimes it's necessary, sometimes it's not."
She got into the quilt: "Don't you need it today?"
He stopped replying to her message. Tang Guanqi curled up into a ball under the quilt, with his back facing up, his knees pressing on the bed, and his chest pressing on his knees, as if lying down or kneeling. Outside, Ying Duo only saw that she had turned into a round figure. ball.
She sent him another message: "Beautiful boy, why don't you reply to my message?"
Ying Duo looked at the new messages that appeared on the screen of his mobile phone, but did not reply.
kk: "Is there something unspeakable?"
Ying Duo looked at her message, but he ignored her and she still sent it.
"Hello, I am a female."
"Can't you receive it? Didn't the message go out? Hello, I am a beauty."
After a while, a message popped up again: "I suspect you are not me, how strange."
Ying Duo finally replied to her: "Huh?"
Tang Guanqi's next message immediately popped up: "I feel suspicious, please send me a photo of your abs to confirm if it is you."
Ying Duo held his forehead and chuckled.
The tip of Tang Guanqi's ears heard the sound of his laughter, and she immediately pursued the victory: "You really are not the same person, are you?"
Ying Duo said slowly: "What do you think?"
She asked: "Excuse me, Ying Duo has a small wound on his body today. Where is the wound?"
Ying Duo looked at the small wound on his hand. In fact, it was a small wound accidentally scratched by an ornament when he got up and wanted to go home in a hurry when he was at the psychological counselor today.
Unexpectedly, she noticed.
His heart was slightly warm, but his surface was calm, and he gently touched it: "A small bruise."
Unexpectedly, Tang Guanqi deliberately replied: "Where is it a little small?"
Ying Duo saw through her tricks and stared at the screen with a half-smile to see what other tricks she wanted to play.
But before he could react, another message came from Meizai:
"Not small."
When Ying Duo read her message, a helpless smile climbed up his face like an ivy. Even if he just chuckled, he couldn't control himself even if he wanted to, and his face turned red and warm.
Who taught her to say this?
Tang Guanqi jumped out of bed, ran to Ying Duo, held his face, and saw that his face turned red. She smiled and stepped forward to kiss his lips.
Her eyes were bright and she gave him a thumbs up to show that he was really not that young.
Ying Duo was so much older than her, and he was so aroused by her that his blood surged up and his face turned red.