During the summer vacation two years ago, Yan Qichi and Yan Qian repeatedly promised that they could come back if they only needed to go abroad for half a year, but he broke his promise and later added another half a year.
Although he often came back to visit Yan Qian in the middle, Yan Qian was under great pressure at the third year of high school and missed her father too much, which made her mood always very poor. Even if Yan Qi came back, she couldn't give him a good look, and even resented him. She had clearly agreed to spoil her in the future, so why did she suddenly get so far away from her?
The girl’s mind is always complicated.
Later, when Yan Qichi's itinerary to return to China was delayed again, Yan Qian finally broke out. On the phone, she told her father calmly that she didn't want to continue with such a relationship anymore. When she went to college, she would have to have a normal relationship.
Yan Qichi was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time before he said with difficulty: OK, let’s talk.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Qian hid in the quilt and cried all night.
Because of Yan Qian's decision, Yan Qichi stayed abroad for another half a year.
Yan Qian went to college, but she did not have a normal relationship as she said, because she found that she was always thinking about the twisted relationship and the passionate and exciting marginal sex.
Even if she meets a handsomer and younger boy, she cannot stir up her heart, because this exclamation can only tremble for one person.
After a dinner, only Zhao Tian chatted happily. She even asked Yan Qian to sleep at home. How long has it been since you went home to sleep? The room was cleaned regularly and you could sleep with a mattress.
Yan Qian lowered her eyes and looked at the food that she couldn't eat in her bowl and said: No, the house in her father's staff dormitory has been renovated, so I will live there from now, close to the school.
Her voice was very light, her tone was plain, and she couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations. In this way, her expression and temperament were very similar to Yan Qichi.
Under the dining table, her toes had already touched her father's calf, rubbed them gently, and deliberately scratched his skin with her toenails, which made his hands holding the chopsticks use a little more force.
Yan Qian thought with some amusement, if her mother knew that she was seducing her father under the table, would she rush over and beat her? She would be like a vixen to be in front of her father.
Yan Qian couldn't tell her mood at this time, she should be resentful to her father. She was angry that he had been away for so long and didn't want to forgive him easily, and she didn't want him to be really alienated from her.
She could flirt with him, but she didn't agree with him getting closer. I don't know who was a little uncomfortable with such a punishment method.
Yan Qian even disliked herself a little, it was really awkward.
After dinner, Yan Qian did not stay. Seeing her thoughts, Yan Qichi took the initiative to stand up and said: Let's go, I'll send you over.
Zhao Tian next to him complained: It's really, why are you anxious? You haven't even eaten the fruit yet.
Yan Qian smiled perfunctorily and said: No need.
After being silent all the way, Yan Qian stood by the car and watched Yan Qichi take off her luggage and asked: Are you going back?
Yan Qichi looked up at her and said: I'll send you to it. The house is newly decorated and there are some things you don't like, so tell me.
Um.
Looking at the dormitory building with some era in front of her, Yan Qian felt very moved. The first time she came here was two years ago, and time passed really fast.
While going up the stairs, Yan Qian accidentally sprained her ankle and hit the stairs hard. Yan Qichi walked behind her with her luggage. Seeing this, she hurriedly reached out to help her and asked anxiously: Is it okay?
Yan Qian stood up straight and tried to take a step, then shook her head: It's okay.
The house is on the fifth floor. Yan Qian was a little panting when she climbed up, leaning against the door, watching her father unlock with his fingerprint, and then heard him say: I will record a fingerprint for you later.
Yan Qian looked at his fingers and asked: Can I open this lock, and other fingerprints?
No, just me and you. If you don’t want me to come, you can delete my fingerprint.Yan Qichi told her seriously.
Yan Qian felt a little sweet and a little sour. How could she delete his fingerprint? She came here to live just to get closer to him.
After entering the house, Yan Qian found that the house was completely different from two years ago. Except for the layout, all the places have been renovated. It was obvious that they had been carefully decorated. All the soft decorations were fashionable and young, and they were specially prepared for her.
There are two bedrooms and one living room, one master bedroom, and one study room, and there are no extra rooms.
Yan Qian stood at the door, her mood constantly sinking.
This is a solitary house carefully prepared for her, with no extra beds. Dad... doesn't he want to live here?
Yan Qichi put his luggage in her room and said to her after coming out: I'll look at your feet.
Yan Qian suddenly became very bad and said in a bad tone: No, I'm fine.
But Yan Qichi ignored her bad temper. Over the past six months, he had become accustomed to her. He squatted directly to her, lifted up her trouser legs, carefully checked the place she had just hit, and said: I'm bleeding from the skin, I'll buy a ointment.
After saying that, he got up and went out.
Yan Qian looked at the door silently and was stunned.
When Yan Qichi returned from buying ointment, Yan Qian had already taken a shower and was wearing a burgundy satin gown. The soft and thin fabric made her skin look whiter and easily outlined her good figure.
Yan Qichi's eyes flashed over her and soon found that she was not wearing a bra, with her two nipples standing upright, and two small tips were pushed out on the fabric.
His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes suddenly became a little darker.
come over.Yan Qichi stood in front of the sofa and said to her.
When Yan Qian came over and sat on the sofa, he squatted down and picked up her calves that had broken skin. The next second, his eyes were attracted by the shadow between her legs. Under the light, the burgundy nightgown was half-covered, revealing the center of her legs that were not wearing underwear.
The black shadow was her vigorous and lewd pubic hair.
Although he often came back to visit Yan Qian in the middle, Yan Qian was under great pressure at the third year of high school and missed her father too much, which made her mood always very poor. Even if Yan Qi came back, she couldn't give him a good look, and even resented him. She had clearly agreed to spoil her in the future, so why did she suddenly get so far away from her?
The girl’s mind is always complicated.
Later, when Yan Qichi's itinerary to return to China was delayed again, Yan Qian finally broke out. On the phone, she told her father calmly that she didn't want to continue with such a relationship anymore. When she went to college, she would have to have a normal relationship.
Yan Qichi was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time before he said with difficulty: OK, let’s talk.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Qian hid in the quilt and cried all night.
Because of Yan Qian's decision, Yan Qichi stayed abroad for another half a year.
Yan Qian went to college, but she did not have a normal relationship as she said, because she found that she was always thinking about the twisted relationship and the passionate and exciting marginal sex.
Even if she meets a handsomer and younger boy, she cannot stir up her heart, because this exclamation can only tremble for one person.
After a dinner, only Zhao Tian chatted happily. She even asked Yan Qian to sleep at home. How long has it been since you went home to sleep? The room was cleaned regularly and you could sleep with a mattress.
Yan Qian lowered her eyes and looked at the food that she couldn't eat in her bowl and said: No, the house in her father's staff dormitory has been renovated, so I will live there from now, close to the school.
Her voice was very light, her tone was plain, and she couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations. In this way, her expression and temperament were very similar to Yan Qichi.
Under the dining table, her toes had already touched her father's calf, rubbed them gently, and deliberately scratched his skin with her toenails, which made his hands holding the chopsticks use a little more force.
Yan Qian thought with some amusement, if her mother knew that she was seducing her father under the table, would she rush over and beat her? She would be like a vixen to be in front of her father.
Yan Qian couldn't tell her mood at this time, she should be resentful to her father. She was angry that he had been away for so long and didn't want to forgive him easily, and she didn't want him to be really alienated from her.
She could flirt with him, but she didn't agree with him getting closer. I don't know who was a little uncomfortable with such a punishment method.
Yan Qian even disliked herself a little, it was really awkward.
After dinner, Yan Qian did not stay. Seeing her thoughts, Yan Qichi took the initiative to stand up and said: Let's go, I'll send you over.
Zhao Tian next to him complained: It's really, why are you anxious? You haven't even eaten the fruit yet.
Yan Qian smiled perfunctorily and said: No need.
After being silent all the way, Yan Qian stood by the car and watched Yan Qichi take off her luggage and asked: Are you going back?
Yan Qichi looked up at her and said: I'll send you to it. The house is newly decorated and there are some things you don't like, so tell me.
Um.
Looking at the dormitory building with some era in front of her, Yan Qian felt very moved. The first time she came here was two years ago, and time passed really fast.
While going up the stairs, Yan Qian accidentally sprained her ankle and hit the stairs hard. Yan Qichi walked behind her with her luggage. Seeing this, she hurriedly reached out to help her and asked anxiously: Is it okay?
Yan Qian stood up straight and tried to take a step, then shook her head: It's okay.
The house is on the fifth floor. Yan Qian was a little panting when she climbed up, leaning against the door, watching her father unlock with his fingerprint, and then heard him say: I will record a fingerprint for you later.
Yan Qian looked at his fingers and asked: Can I open this lock, and other fingerprints?
No, just me and you. If you don’t want me to come, you can delete my fingerprint.Yan Qichi told her seriously.
Yan Qian felt a little sweet and a little sour. How could she delete his fingerprint? She came here to live just to get closer to him.
After entering the house, Yan Qian found that the house was completely different from two years ago. Except for the layout, all the places have been renovated. It was obvious that they had been carefully decorated. All the soft decorations were fashionable and young, and they were specially prepared for her.
There are two bedrooms and one living room, one master bedroom, and one study room, and there are no extra rooms.
Yan Qian stood at the door, her mood constantly sinking.
This is a solitary house carefully prepared for her, with no extra beds. Dad... doesn't he want to live here?
Yan Qichi put his luggage in her room and said to her after coming out: I'll look at your feet.
Yan Qian suddenly became very bad and said in a bad tone: No, I'm fine.
But Yan Qichi ignored her bad temper. Over the past six months, he had become accustomed to her. He squatted directly to her, lifted up her trouser legs, carefully checked the place she had just hit, and said: I'm bleeding from the skin, I'll buy a ointment.
After saying that, he got up and went out.
Yan Qian looked at the door silently and was stunned.
When Yan Qichi returned from buying ointment, Yan Qian had already taken a shower and was wearing a burgundy satin gown. The soft and thin fabric made her skin look whiter and easily outlined her good figure.
Yan Qichi's eyes flashed over her and soon found that she was not wearing a bra, with her two nipples standing upright, and two small tips were pushed out on the fabric.
His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes suddenly became a little darker.
come over.Yan Qichi stood in front of the sofa and said to her.
When Yan Qian came over and sat on the sofa, he squatted down and picked up her calves that had broken skin. The next second, his eyes were attracted by the shadow between her legs. Under the light, the burgundy nightgown was half-covered, revealing the center of her legs that were not wearing underwear.
The black shadow was her vigorous and lewd pubic hair.
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