Sis-in-Law, Open Up! It's Your Brother-in-Law [GB]

Lin Qingyue took out a stylus and drew key points on the tablet, explaining the knowledge points involved to her while writing. "This is mainly to examine the wind evil in the theory of etiology and pathogenesis. Wind is active in nature and is the common cause of all diseases. And because its nature is released and easily attacks the Yang position, it is a Yang evil." Song Qiwu tilted his head and rested it on Lin Qingyue's shoulder. He looked at the notes drawn by Lin Qingyue and asked thoughtfully: "Since wind evil is the main source of relief, can wind medicine also cure stagnation?" "You can teach me, yes, wind medicine is indeed miraculous in treating qi stagnation and qi knots. In Chinese medicine, diseases such as dizziness and headaches are basically treated with wind medicine." Lin Qingyue tilted his head and groped with his face on Song Qiwu's head. "Since I'm so smart, shouldn't Teacher Lin give me some reward?" Song Qiwu raised his head and looked at Lin Qingyue with a smile. Her eyes were sparkling, and the anticipation inside them was almost overflowing. Lin Qingyue looked at her with a soft heart, couldn't help but smile, and said helplessly: "Okay, what reward do you want?" "Kiss! I want you to take the initiative to kiss me!" Song Qiwu didn't know what he thought of, and the more he looked at it, the more excited he became. Lin Qingyue looked at her for a while and had no choice but to compromise. Under Song Qiwu's increasingly dark gaze, he blushed slightly, leaned forward and kissed Song Qiwu's lips. Song Qiwu's breath was stagnant, and he subconsciously wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the beauty in front of him. "Well... Baby, you are so awesome..." In just two seconds, Song Qiwu released his teeth and allowed Lin Qingyue to move. In the past, Song Qiwu swept through everything like a hurricane. With a kiss, the oxygen and body fluids were sucked away like nectar after a long drought. Now that he was asked to take the initiative, Lin Qingyue was really in trouble. The lips slowly bit her red lips, moving bit by bit, as cautiously green as its owner. "Baby, use more force." Song Qiwu put his hand on Lin Qingyue's waist, pinched the tender flesh on the side of his waist and rubbed it slowly and hard. Song Qiwu raised his head and leaned on the back of the sofa, smiling frivolously and staring at the beauty who was working hard in his arms. "I know... Well..." Lin Qingyue looked like a ripe peach, and her voice was low and charming. Song Qiwu couldn't help but kiss back, but the person on his body held down his head as he tried to raise it. "Hmm... Um... I'll do it myself!" Lin Qingyue hummed and twisted his waist unconsciously. Lin Qingyue held Song Qiwu's face and looked at her seriously for a long time with moist peach blossom eyes. He lowered his head and shyly inserted the tip of his tongue into her mouth. When he touched her tongue, he wanted to take it back as if he was electrocuted, but the other party noticed it and entangled him fiercely. Song Qiwu pulled him into his arms with force, making his thin waist stick to her tightly, as if it should be like this. "Okay, come on." Song Qiwu chuckled, kissed him back, and lay down relaxedly on the sofa. However, her hand slipped under Lin Qingyue's clothes with ease when the person on her body worked hard. Lin Qingyue was born with ice-clear jade bones, and her skin was as smooth as milk. Song Qiwu's hands moved upwards from below, carefully kneading every inch of the skin. Song Qiwu's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Lin Qingyue felt sweet in his heart. It seemed that his skills were not too bad. But the next second, everything was turned upside down. Song Qiwu put his arm around Lin Qingyue's waist, and with a push, the two people exchanged positions instantly. "Ah... You!" Lin Qingyue exclaimed and hugged Song Qiwu's neck tightly. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was kissed hard on the lips. "Honey, you're too slow, let me do it." Song Qiwu was always decisive, going deep inside, sweeping wildly in Lin Qingyue's mouth, sucking. "Uh... Well, liar..." Lin Qingyue raised her swan neck and was forced to swallow her saliva. There was a gurgling sound of water in the room, and the sky gradually turned into a pink sunset. Lin Qingyue's collar was pitifully torn again, and his shirt hung on his arms. "Yeah... Song Qiwu, please be gentle!" Lin Qingyue's breath was stagnant, and his body was trembling slightly as he sobbed. The sofa worth tens of thousands of dollars shook slightly, and Lin Qingyue was pressed inside, moaning and crying. "Easy... Ah!" Lin Qingyue gasped after being kissed hard under the collarbone. Her beautiful peach blossoms were filled with tears, her eyes were red, and she begged pitifully for mercy. "Baby, you smell so good and delicious." Song Qiwu's taste was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, but he just didn't want to give Lin Qingyue any pleasure. The jade-white body is covered with ambiguous red marks, with peach-blossom skin and sapphire bones, trembling slightly, and is extremely pitiful. "Hmm... Wuwu... Hurry up, I feel so uncomfortable..." Lin Qingyue cried sadly, his whole body rising and falling like clouds. The higher the temperature, the higher the clouds. When the temperature drops, the clouds will fall softly. "Baby, this is what you said, don't beg me later." Song Qiwu smiled and kissed Lin Qingyue's rouge-like eyebrows. Turn Lin Qingyue over, let him kneel on the sofa, lie on the back of the sofa, and stick to his back. "What are you doing!" Lin Qingyue, who was confused, turned around in shock, only to be lightly patted on the butt by Song Qiwu. "Put it up, baby, you are the most obedient." Song Qiwu coaxed Lin Qingyue, but his hands grabbed his waist and pulled him towards him without any refusal. "Don't... Something will happen if you do this... Wuwuwu..." A line of tears left on Lin Qingyue's cold face. Song Qiwu lowered his head in distress and sucked away the tears, pinched the delicate chin, pulled it towards him, and kissed it tenderly and lingeringly. "You can do it if the baby doesn't cry. Trust me, I will make you very comfortable." Song Qiwu coaxed him while entering the room. "Ah! Be gentle... Hiss!" The slender and white swan neck instantly lifted and tightened when Song Qiwu entered. Lin Qingyue tilted his head back and fell on Song Qiwu's shoulder. Song Qiwu slowed down his movements with red eyes, tilted his head and took the tip of the tongue that was unconsciously exposed by the person in front of him. "Well... Um..." Lin Qingyue weakly tilted his head and kissed her. The fingertips of the pair of sharp-jointed hands on the sofa were grasping hard on the back of the sofa. The person behind him was tireless. He was knocked into the sofa, got up and fell into it again. The cerebral cortex was stimulated and felt hot and cold. Lin Qingyue's whole body felt like his soul was out of body, and there was a burst of white light in front of his eyes. I don't know how much time passed, but when his soul returned to his body, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window was already dark. Song Qiwu, who had been busy for so long, kissed Lin Qingyue deeply before getting up and bending down to carry him into the bathroom. "Baby, you are really good today. I am very satisfied with your reward." Song Qiwu took the opportunity to stinky tofu while helping Lin Qingyue take a bath. Lin Qingyue lay in the bathtub and let her move. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but glance at Song Qiwu. "Don't think about it again..." Lin Qingyue closed her eyes tiredly, enjoying Miss Song's service. "Baby, I was wrong, please forgive me." Seeing this, Song Qiwu immediately begged for mercy. This time, Song Qiwu didn't act recklessly in the bathroom. After washing himself, he carried Lin Qingyue to the bed, then lifted the quilt and got in himself. He scooped Lin Qingyue into his arms, tied his legs with his legs, put one hand around his waist, and the other around his neck, pressing him towards him. Lin Qingyue and Song Qiwu slept with their faces close to each other and their necks crossed. In his sleep, Lin Qingyue's neck was subconsciously kissed by the sleeping Song Qiwu, and the swan's neck was slightly raised unconsciously. His body had long been accustomed to Song Qiwu's intimacy, even if both of them were sleeping. As the night turned from dark to light and the sun rose, Song Qiwu slowly opened his eyes and reached out to touch someone, but missed. Lin Qingyue went to work again... I must open a hospital for him in the future so that he doesn't have to go to work so early every day! Song Qiwu sighed and was about to get up when the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. It's Lin Qingyue's phone number. Song Qiwu answered the call within a second, and Lin Qingyue's clear voice came from the microphone. "Tongtong, are you free now?" Lin Qingyue's voice on the other end of the phone was gentle. If you listen carefully, you can hear the hospital's unique call. "What's the matter, do you miss me now?" Lin Qingyue pressed the pen cap, chuckled, and explained: "Well, a little bit, but that's not why I called." "I need to give a lecture to the interns later, but I forgot to pick up the equipment I need to use for the lecture. It is on the table in my study room. Can you bring it to me?" Song Qiwu opened the door of Lin Qingyue's study room. As expected, there was a white plastic box placed on the black table. "I saw it, I'll send it to you right away." Song Qiwu took the box, put on a woolen cardigan and went out. This weekend, there were many people in the hospital. Song Qiwu took the elevator directly into the inpatient department. I went to the doctor's office and looked around, but I didn't see Lin Qingyue. Just as I was about to call him, I was interrupted by a voice. "Hello, you are Teacher Lin's girlfriend, right?" The person who spoke was Zhao Ran who took the photo that day. Song Qiwu raised her eyebrows slightly and took back her phone. She was impressed by this girl in a white coat. "Yes, he asked me to deliver something." Song Qiwu turned his head and glanced in the direction of the office, and smiled, "Where did he go? I didn't see him in the office." "Ah, teacher, he just went to Shennai for a consultation, and he won't be back for a while. Master, let me take you to the lounge to wait for the teacher." Zhao Ran looked at Song Qiwu with bright eyes. "Okay, then I'll trouble you." Song Qiwu was not polite and followed her into the lounge that day. Entering the familiar room, Song Qiwu remembered Lin Qingyue's lost and charming appearance that day, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva. Zhao Ran found a disposable cup and poured Song Qiwu a glass of boiled water. Like a little rabbit, he retreated to the round table by the wall and read a book. Song Qiwu smiled and nodded, picked up the cup and took a sip, looking at the scenery outside. The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is an independent building with only four floors. The third and fourth floors are the inpatient department. Behind the building is a patch of crabapple trees. The crabapple flowers are in full bloom, with pink flowers blooming on several tall branches, which look particularly delicate and beautiful against the blue sky. Song Qiwu looked at the flowers in trance. The door suddenly opened, revealing a girl also wearing a white coat. "Ran Ran, I'm almost exhausted. I've admitted another patient as a teacher, and I have to work overtime again tonight, woo woo woo." The girl complained weakly about her workload. I didn't realize there was a stranger in the room at all. "Hey, why are you so lucky? Teacher Lin is good-looking and gentle, but he doesn't let you write medical records." "Ahem, Nofi, my teacher's girlfriend is here." Zhao Ran was sweating profusely and glanced at Song Qiwu by the window guiltily. The person being watched smiled gently and said without any concern: "Medical students are indeed hardworking." Hou Nuofi's eyes widened instantly, and his face was full of surprise. Lin Qingyue quit his job as Song Qiwu's tutor because he went to the hospital for an internship. At that time, he had to work in the hospital during the day and come to Song's house at night to watch Song Qiwu study. Once Song Qiwu wrote a biology question, and when he was about to ask him, he found that the boy had fallen asleep at some point. Half-lying on the handle of the mahogany chair, the straight and straight back in the past was now bent like a willow, and there was unconcealable fatigue in his brows and eyes. She sent someone to the hospital to investigate and found out that Lin Qingyue was in the hospital. After the morning meeting every day, he had to change the dressings of more than a dozen patients. After changing the dressings, he had to follow the teacher for surgery. It is usually 12 noon when I leave the operating room. With such a high intensity, it would be strange not to feel tired. Later, Song Qiwu secretly ran to the hospital to see him. Lin Qingyue came out of the operating room wearing a white coat. After pressing the elevator button, he slid feebly along the corner and sat down while waiting for the elevator. The pale face was buried gently in the arms, like a puppy that had been walking in the snow for several days and nights. When it saw a grass nest, it curled up in a ball and hid there, eager to get a moment of rest, even if there were ice slag on the grass nest. After returning to the office, he sat in front of the computer and dazed for a minute, then got up and went to the conference room to have a quick meal. The office was empty at noon, and he was the only one. At that time, Lin Qingyue spent countless free time writing medical records. So when I arrived at Song's house in the evening, my nerves that had been tense all day finally relaxed and I fell asleep immediately. Every time Song Qiwu thought of Lin Qingyue at that time, he couldn't help but want to cry. Lin Qingyue worked so hard but still couldn't get a word of praise. After school that day, Song Qiwu went to the hospital with a nutritious meal made by her aunt, and saw the most heartbreaking scene in her life. There was a burst of angry scolding in the office, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to be related to Lin Qingyue. "Lin Qingyue, I really don't know what you are doing every day! You haven't finished writing the patient's medical records yet, and you haven't done 15 electrocardiograms, and you haven't followed the surgery. What are you thinking about every day! You are as stupid as a pig and don't know how to work hard and make progress! " The belittling and scolding flooded towards Lin Qingyue like a tide. And his instructor was still outputting, looking at him with disgust, as if the person in front of him was some kind of mud. ​And he is the bricklayer. "Why do you say that to him! Can you look at yourself before you say anything about others? What qualifications do you have to say about others!" Song Qiwu was furious, strode up to the man, picked up his collar, and glared at him. "You... Who are you!" The man obviously didn't expect that someone would come and stop him when he was training, let alone that a girl could have such great strength. Strong enough to lift him off the ground. Lin Qingyue, who had his head down and a depressed expression, suddenly raised his head, looked at Song Qiwu falling from the sky, and suddenly stood up. Lin Qingyue held Song Qiwu's hand and looked at her with red eyes. He was obviously older than her, but why did he still want to cry in front of her. His nose was sore, and when he spoke, his voice was already crying: "Tongtong... You... Let him go." Song Qiwu, whose hand was held, turned to look at Lin Qingyue who looked sad, and subconsciously did as he said. Song Qiwu threw the ugly man to the ground like trash, and pulled Lin Qingyue behind him. Then he lowered his head, looked at the frightened man with contempt, and said disdainfully: "Interns are not your slaves. You are not responsible for your own patients. Let these people who have just left school write for you. The interns are responsible for changing the dressings, but you pay for the dressing changes. If I remember correctly, the cost for a dressing change in this hospital is fifty yuan, right? Are ten cents of each fifty yuan going to the people who actually do the work? A person who does not work but gets paid can actually accuse a person who works but does not get paid for doing things slowly. When you said those words, have you ever thought about how many things you have done? If an intern could go on stage to perform the surgery, would you have to ask others to do the surgery for you? " Song Qiwu turned around and took Lin Qingyue's hand, glanced at the people in the office, and snorted mockingly: "It turns out there are not only angels under the white coats, but also man-eating demons." She pulled the depressed Lin Qingyue out and suddenly stopped when she reached the door. She turned her head and scanned everyone in the office. "You'd better pray that there really is a God in the world. There won't be many good days like this in the future." When Lin Qingyue arrived at the hospital the next day, he was called over by the secretary of the Science and Education Department. "Qingyue, from now on you should study with the dean and be sure to behave well!" Lin Qingyue suddenly became the dean's student. A week later, the hospital issued regulations on correct teaching and doctor standards to all doctors. One night, after Lin Qingyue finished the day's classes, he hesitantly took out the gift from his schoolbag and handed it to Song Qiwu. "Thank you for helping me last time. This... Is my gift to you." Lin Qingyue bit her lip, feeling a little uneasy. "Thank you, brother Qingyue!" Song Qiwu happily accepted Lin Qingyue's gift and held his hand. Lin Qingyue's hands have distinct joints, and the knuckles are slender and slender. The fair skin wraps the jade bones, and the fingertips are slightly red. It feels very comfortable to the touch. Lin Qingyue's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly withdrew his hand. The warm touch of Song Qiwu still remained on the hand behind his back, and he rubbed it subconsciously. "I know you helped me. Thank you very much." Lin Qingyue took a few steps back and couldn't help but look up at Song Qiwu, who happened to be looking at Song Qiwu who was looking at him seriously. Song Qiwu took a step forward, raised his hand and held Lin Qingyue's shoulder, spoke slowly, and said to him seriously: "Lin Qingyue, I would like to ask you to protect yourself where I can't see you in the future, okay? What older people do is not necessarily right. You must have the courage to say no to these wrong things. " □□The exhaustion is not terrible, what is terrible is that the soul is flogged. She didn't want a pure and beautiful soul like Lin Qingyue to be suppressed and polluted by these people. Lin Qingyue stared blankly at the girl in front of him who was much younger than him. Song Qiwu lowered his head and touched Lin Qingyue's forehead, his lowered eyes slightly sour. A crystal warm tear fell from Song Qiwu's eyes onto Lin Qingyue's shoes. Snap... The heartache starts from this moment. Lin Qingyue came back, opened the door and saw Song Qiwu sitting on the chair by the window. Song Qiwu stretched out a slender finger and gently tapped the box on the table, raising his eyebrows and looking at him with a gentle smile. "Failed to fulfill the mission and delivered it safely!" Lin Qingyue followed the movements of her fingertips and looked at the box. He looked away in an instant, with a spring-like warmth flowing in his eyebrows. "Well, thank you for your hard work, Ms. Song." Watching the interaction between the two people, Zhao Ran and Hou Nuofei felt as if there were pink bubbles in the air. He quickly prepared to leave: "Teacher, let's go to the office first. You and my wife can chat slowly." "Wait a minute, the fruit I ordered is in the refrigerator. You can take it back to eat later." Lin Qingyue turned to Zhao Ran who had already arrived at the door and told him. When Zhao Ran was having lunch the day before yesterday, he said that he really wanted to eat fruit, but it was the end of the month and he was really short of money. When he got up to make breakfast today, he suddenly remembered when he saw the fruit in the refrigerator, so he ordered one for her. "Thank you, teacher!" Zhao Ran's eyes instantly lit up. How much virtue had she accumulated to allow her to meet such a good teacher? After a while, the room finally became quiet. Song Qiwu pulled Lin Qingyue to sit down and looked at Lin Qingyue opposite with a smile in his eyes. "I heard that other doctors ask students to write medical records. How come we, Dr. Lin, are different?" Lin Qingyue looked back at Song Qiwu, lowered his head and smiled, stretched his brows, thought for a while, and then said: "Because this is what I should do, not to mention that the interns have to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination and are under great pressure. It is more meaningful for them to learn more than to do these jobs that are just enough for them to get started." He is not philanthropic, but he is willing to protect these children wherever he can, just like Song Qiwu protected himself back then. "Do you think I spend too little time with you?" Lin Qingyue looked at Song Qiwu worriedly, hesitated for a while, and explained: "I will try to finish work as quickly as possible in the future and try to go home early to be with you, okay?" "It doesn't matter, as long as you are by my side, I don't care about these things." Song Qiwu took Lin Qingyue's hand and played with it, his tone was gentle, but the seriousness inside could not be ignored. Lin Qingyue leaned forward and kissed Song Qiwu's lips, and wrapped his arms around her neck. Song Qiwu opened his mouth to let him in, then curled his lips in response.

Time flies by like a flash, and it's the eighth day of April in a blink of an eye. Song Qiwu's birthday party has been prepared early in his old house in Suzhou. The heavy mahogany door was opened, and the stone lions on both sides had flowers made of blue organza tied around their necks. Lin Qingyue worked the night shift for several days, but he was still urgently recalled to the hospital before leaving this afternoon. By the time he finished handling the matter, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Lin Qingyue looked at the time, his heart seemed to be immersed in ice water, and he bought the nearest ticket with trembling hands. It took two hours to fly from Beijing to Wuxi. He didn't know how he spent these two hours, and his mind went blank. It was already 00:20 when we got off the plane, and the Song family's driver had been waiting outside the airport for a long time. Almost the moment he got into the car, his cell phone lit up, showing Song Qiwu's caller ID. "Tongtong... Me." Lin Qingyue answered the phone, her voice low, her eyes lowered and she didn't know what she was thinking. Song Qiwu on the other end of the phone heard the subtle tremor in Lin Qingyue's strong and calm voice, smiled softly and comforted him. "The baby is fine, let's talk about it when you get here, okay?" The driver in front glanced at the person sitting in the back seat through the mirror and closed the partition. Almost at the moment when the partition separated him, Lin Qingyue's tears fell heavily. "I didn't mean it... Tongtong, I'm sorry." Lin Qingyue's back trembled slightly, and his whole person looked fragile and vulnerable. He clearly promised Song Qiwu that he would attend her coming-of-age ceremony on time, but it was already past midnight. Song Qiwu was there comforting the man who was already crying. "I know, it's not your fault. As long as you can come, I will be very happy." Song Qiwu really wanted to hold Lin Qingyue like this in his arms and coax him softly, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now. Song Qiwu softly called the person on the other side of the phone, "Baby." "Oh... Well, I'm..." "I don't care about the process, I only care about the result." Standing on the pavilion platform, Song Qiwu gathered his shawl and looked at the brightest star above his head. There is no concealment in his eyes that he is determined to win. At one o'clock in the morning, the fireworks had already ended, and the unique purity of the old house became a bit cooler under the moonlight. Lin Qingyue was led to Song Qiwu's Crane Viewing Courtyard. The blue gauze curtains on the carved corridor were gently lifted by the evening breeze. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Song Qiwu who was standing in front of the balcony railing above. The man upstairs gently raised his lips, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Come up." Within a moment, Lin Qingyue appeared behind her. Lin Qingyue didn't speak, and just looked at Song Qiwu quietly. However, the subconsciously clenched hands hanging by his legs revealed his inner confusion and nervousness. Seeing this, Song Qiwu withdrew his gaze, walked slowly towards Lin Qingyue, and held his hand. Slowly open his clenched hand and insert your fingers between his fingers until their fingers are intertwined. "Tongtong, I..." Lin Qingyue struggled slightly, but did not break away, so he allowed their hands to stick together like this. "Your eyes are red. Have you cried? Or are you too tired recently?" Song Qiwu looked into Lin Qingyue's eyes and felt a little blocked. "Baby, if you are crying because you blame yourself for not arriving at my birthday party in time, then I can tell you now that there is absolutely no need for you to cry because of this." "Because I will personally collect my birthday gift later." Song Qiwu smiled as if he thought of something. "If you are jealous because you are too tired, then I apologize to you, it is my fault." "I'm not tired!" Lin Qingyue quickly denied it. This was obviously his fault, and Song Qiwu shouldn't apologize to him. Seeing Lin Qingyue raise his head like a little rabbit, Song Qiwu couldn't help but smile, held up his palm-sized face, lowered his head and kissed him. She looked at the person in front of her lovingly, and the affection in her eyes was like spider silk, tightly covering Lin Qingyue. Song Qiwu lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "Baby, can you give yourself to me as an adult gift? Huh?" "I... Um!" Lin Qingyue was kissed, and within a few seconds, her arms wrapped around the man's neck willingly. The temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, and the sound of water and moans drive away the coldness of the night. "Well... I haven't taken a shower yet... Wait a minute!" Lin Qingyue turned his head and took a hard breath. The next second, her red lips kissed the side of his face again. "Well, let's go together." Song Qiwu held his tongue in his mouth, kissed him hard, and suggested with a smile. The person in her arms was obviously frightened, struggled out of her arms, and ran away in a panic. Song Qiwu raised his eyebrows and blocked the person in front of the bathroom door. Lin Qingyue was pressed against the door by her, robbing him of his breath. He was not let go until he felt that all the oxygen in his lungs was being sucked out. The person in front of him buried his head and sucked on his neck, leaving red marks one after another. While kissing, Song Qiwu reached out to open the bathroom door, held Lin Qingyue's slim waist, and walked inside step by step. The door clicked and was closed. The shower was turned on, and Song Qiwu kissed Lin Qingyue hard while unbuttoning his clothes. Lin Qingyue's shirt buttons were too small and numerous, but he had only unbuttoned two of them. Song Qiwu became impatient and tried hard on each one. Snap! Snap! Snap! Poor white buttons rolled down the bathroom floor. Without the constraints of clothes buttons, those fair and beautiful thin muscles finally revealed their true colors. Song Qiwu's eyes fell on that beautiful fair body, and his eyes became darker and darker. "Ah! No!" Lin Qingyue exclaimed, his hands busy pulling up his clothes. However, Song Qiwu held his wrist and pressed it above his head, unable to move. Lin Qingyue looked at her in fear. The man lowered his head slowly and accurately landed under his collarbone. The moment the pink plum blossoms were plucked, the slender and beautiful swan neck suddenly stiffened and leaned back weakly. Lin Qingyue's toes contracted suddenly, her body trembled slightly, and her rose lips opened slightly uncontrollably. He cried softly, which made Song Qiwu heartbroken. He lowered his head and kissed his slightly opened lips. "Ah... Tongtong, don't be like this... I feel so uncomfortable, um..." Song Qiwu, who was tasting the delicious food, raised his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, his voice low and hoarse: "Baby, you don't know how seductive you are." "Today is my coming-of-age ceremony, and I want everything from you." Song Qiwu stared darkly at Lin Qingyue, who was confused and infatuated, with a winner's smile on his lips. "Um... Bastard." The corners of Lin Qingyue's eyes were reddish, and when she met Song Qiwu's eyes, she immediately looked away as if she was burned by the heat inside. He finally stopped struggling, and his body blossomed in Song Qiwu's hands like a beautiful lotus. The love that comes naturally makes Song Qiwu's back feel tense. The next second, Lin Qingyue, who was soaked, was pressed in front of the mist-filled mirror. Song Qiwu's kisses were hot and violent, falling one after another, making Lin Qingyue tremble. Her hand silently went around Lin Qingyue's body, carelessly covering it under his collarbone, and kneading it gently and heavily. "Well... Be gentle..." Lin Qingyue couldn't help but snorted after being kissed. The sound of water and gasping mingled in the bathroom for almost an hour. By the time Song Qiwu came out with Lin Qingyue in his arms, the moon in the sky had already hidden behind the clouds. Song Qiwu gently put Lin Qingyue on the bed, then turned around and went to the closet to look for something. Lin Qingyue, who was still confused, lay on the bed and panted. He turned his head to look at Song Qiwu, who had his back turned to him. He seemed to be wearing something. When Song Qiwu turned around, Lin Qingyue's eyes were full of fear. "You! What is this!" Lin Qingyue blushed with shame, struggled to get up from the bed, and shrank back in fear. Song Qiwu glanced down, went to bed with a smile, and pulled Lin Qingyue over who was close to the head of the bed. "A toy that can make you happy!" Song Qiwu pressed the trembling Lin Qingyue under him and said with a smile: You don't know how long I have been waiting for this day, can you make it happen today? " "No! You... I will die. Lin Qingyue pushed Song Qiwu hard with his hand and refused with a trembling voice. "But today is my birthday..." Song Qiwu lowered his head in grievance. Unfortunately, rejection is invalid. "Lin Qingyue, you are so beautiful. " Song Qiwu lowered his head and whispered in his ear. Lin Qingyue is tall, slender and beautiful, especially her legs wrapped in trousers, which are straight and long. On a rainy night, Song Qiwu peeked under the light and was so shocked that his breath froze. It is as white as jade, warm to the touch and extremely delicate. Song Qiwu's gaze slid from the base of his legs to his taut toes, lingering. She gently lifted them and hung them around her waist effortlessly. Following her movements, those beautiful calves were swinging helplessly in the air. Song Qiwu's eyes were locked on Lin Qingyue's flushed face, and he slowly entered the back that his heart had longed for for a long time. "Ah! Song Qiwu! Hmm... Um, be gentle, be gentle..." Lin Qingyue was slumped in the pillow and cried softly, her lower abdomen throbbing in pain. "Okay. "Song Qiwu lowered his head and kissed Lin Qingyue's lips. She promised well on her lips, but her movements became more and more fierce. Lin Qingyue felt as if she was going to hit his stomach. "Hmm... Tongtong, be gentle... Yeah! " There was a burning pain down there. I don't know how long it had passed, but lust was slowly climbing up like clouds and mist in the valley. "Are you okay yet? "Lin Qingyue's hands continued to tighten, and the sheets were ruffled by his grip. Song Qiwu moved and hummed happily to comfort him: "It'll be fine soon, it's the last time. " This night was extremely long, and Song Qiwu was like a perpetual motion machine, tireless. White light filtered through the fluttering blue gauze curtain, and it was dawn. The person on the sheet slid back and forth, and his head accidentally hit the solid wood head of the bed. There was a thud. "Hiss! "Lin Qingyue's head was injured again. "I'm sorry, baby, I'll be careful. "Song Qiwu touched the top of his hair distressedly, but his strength was a little weak. I don't know how long it took, Lin Qingyue woke up and fell asleep several times. When he opened his eyes again, Song Qiwu was still working on his body. And he was bitten under his collarbone. Lin Qingyue cried and begged for mercy, "Goodbye... See you later... Um... I'm so tired..." "If the baby doesn't cry, I won't do it anymore. "Song Qiwu finished hastily, got off Lin Qingyue's body, lowered his head and kissed his face. Song Qiwu carried Lin Qingyue to clean himself. Lin Qingyue, who was lying in the bathtub, had already closed his eyes and fell asleep. She blames herself a little, but has no regrets. Finally, Song Qiwu hugged the fragrant Lin Qingyue and fell asleep with a smile. By the time the two of them woke up, it was already evening.

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Abo? How do you call me sister-in-law? If not, was the male protagonist gay before?