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Chapter 64 A Gift Prepared For You
Chapter 64 A Gift Prepared For You
When Yin Hang returned to the dormitory, he found that Qin Shimao had left.
The other party said that he didn't live there all the time, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even live here.
It seems that he came here entirely for himself.
Yin Hang still had a lot of questions to ask, but the other party didn't intend to give him this opportunity. Just like last time, he didn't give him any contact information.
Fortunately, the suitcase was left behind.
Recalling Qin Shimao's so-called debut today, it can only be described as focusing on participation.
Who would have thought that he had been messing around with a little girl for a long time.
Although it is finally a bit of a start, it just feels awkward, just as awkward as when I finally entered the lecture hall that day, signed everything, and then said it was all right, and then sent it out to him.
But no matter how you say it, this can be regarded as the beginning of growth.
After Yin Hang packed all his luggage and lay comfortably on the huge double bed, he suddenly realized whether he had forgotten something.
Haven't said goodnight to my wife yet!
I took out my mobile phone and looked a little sad, because my wife didn't send it by myself.
Probably because they are afraid of affecting their studies?
After Yin Hang sent An Tong good night, before the screen went off, a video call rang.
Yin Hang was taken aback, and looked at the time, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.
After clicking the connection in doubt, An Tong looked haggard in thick pajamas, with messy hair, as if he had just woken up.
"It's so late and you haven't slept yet?" An Tong rubbed his eyes that were a little bit hard to open and said, "Wait, let me tidy up first."
Then An Tong tugged at the corner of his clothes, then grabbed his somewhat dry hair, and smoothed it out a little.
"Why don't you go to bed early?" Yin Hang looked at An Tong's sleepy look, and there seemed to be some tears in the corners of his eyes.
"No, I've been waiting all day," An Tong muttered unhappily, "It was two o'clock in the morning, and it was ten o'clock yesterday. That's all... just ignore me all day."
"Aren't you..." Yin Hang paused, then looked into An Tong's eyes and said, "I miss you."
"Hey hey." Seeing Yin Hang's appearance, An Tong laughed softly, but felt that she was still a little confused, then she thought of something, waved her hand and said, "By the way, I'll change it to the one you like. perspective,"
After An Tong finished speaking, he put the mobile phone on the pillow at a slant, sat back a little, with his arms propped on the left and right sides to keep balance, and then gently lifted his little feet up in front of Yin Hang.
From this angle of looking up, you can see An Tong's little white bare feet, with his little toes stretched out, occupying half of the screen and dangling slightly.
Yin Hang stared blankly for a while, and after capturing the screen, he blushed and said in embarrassment, "An Tong, I'm not...foot control."
"Oh?" After hearing this, An Tong slowly lowered his feet, exposed his ankles, hugged his legs and said aggrievedly: "I thought... finally there is something you like."
"That's not what I mean," Yin Hang hurriedly explained, "I like everything about you."
"But me, I don't have it anywhere..." An Tong said a little frustrated, "I practiced in front of the mirror for a long time for the limited edition you want to see, but I feel... obviously there is no ups and downs."
"The things you said you liked about me...you obviously didn't like me back then."
"I said it without any advantages... So, are you just trying to comfort me?"
After An Tong finished speaking, he looked at Yin Hang eagerly.
"No, I'm just... not too embarrassed to admit it." Yin Hang hurriedly wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say: "And if you say too much, you will be called a pervert."
"Tell me, I want to hear it." An Tong lowered his head slightly, looking at Yin Hangdao with a blushing face.
"Well, for example..." Yin Hang said with a little embarrassment: "Maybe it's not so obvious when you're wearing pajamas... But when you're wearing a vest, when you stretch, the arc keeps changing with your stretching movements... ...I'll just imagine what's going on below...cough cough."
Yin Hang hurriedly interrupted himself with a cough: "Am I too perverted?"
"It's okay for me..." An Tong's eyes were full of affection, and then he said embarrassedly: "Sorry, Yin Hang, am I too lustful?"
"No, and I also..." Yin Hang hesitated for a long time, then turned his face slightly, and said in extreme embarrassment: "It's nice of you."
After Yin Hang finished speaking, the two blushed and stared at each other again.
"Why, look at me like this, as if you want to eat me." An Tong said with a shallow smile.
"Then..." Yin Hang also asked, "Can I eat?"
"Yes..." An Tong's voice became softer and softer, looking into Yin Hang's eyes and said: "And I can feed you, where do you want to start?"
Yin Hang avoided the other party's eyes in embarrassment again, his thinking was still too conservative, this directly made him feel a little irregular.
After hesitating for a while, he suddenly looked into An Tong's eyes seriously and said, "An Tong."
"Oh?" An Tong looked at Yin Hang's changing expression, and asked a little at a loss: "What's wrong?"
"will you marry me?"
After Yin Hang said this sentence, he could no longer feel his own breathing.
When he realized what he said, he wondered if he was crazy.
Just when he was about to find an excuse to skip this topic in embarrassment, An Tong suddenly giggled and said, "Idiot, we have to wait four years to get married, otherwise I would have dragged you to get the certificate... But that kind of thing, you If you want, I can give it to you anytime."
Yin Hang was taken aback, twisted his thigh and said: "No, I mean, I really want to marry you, and I want to be responsible for your life... I know we have only known each other for so long, so I say this It's very irresponsible... But, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back for a while."
"It's so sudden," An Tong covered his mouth slightly, a little surprised.
"I know that liking each other is very different from getting married, so I'm sorry for being so reckless. I will use a period of time to prove that I can really bear the title of husband, and then marry..."
"I am willing." An Tong said with a smile.
"Ugh?"
"Fool, I want to marry you so much." An Tong looked at Yin Hang affectionately and said, "When I called you husband, I already promised you in advance, idiot, didn't you think about marrying me at that time?" Me?"
"I..." In Yin Hang's mood, he didn't know for a moment whether he was excited because the other party agreed, or because he was embarrassed by what the other party said. This tangled feeling made his breathing very short.
"Well, Yin Hang, I want to send you a gift." An Tong suddenly changed the subject.
"Oh, a gift?"
"Well, I promised to give it to you before... I knew it and I gave it to you in advance, but it's almost broken now... If it breaks after delivery, can I beg you not to be afraid?"
"No, I will like whatever An Tong gives me." Yin Hang said seriously.
"Well," An Tong replied shallowly, "Then, good night, I'm too sleepy."
"Okay, good night." Yin Hang also nodded.
But before he was about to click to hang up, An Tong suddenly asked again: "Oh yes, Yin Hang, did you hear the voice I sent you that day, it feels so blurry."
"I've listened to it dozens of times, and it's clear every time."
"Idiot, I can't even hear myself." An Tong shook the camera with his hands a little reproachfully, and then said, "Turn on the video."
Yin Hang didn't know what the other party meant. After he opened it, An Tong slowly sat upright and said softly, "Yin Hang, I love you."
"I love you too."
When An Tong heard it, he hugged his legs and laughed.
"However, An Tong, are you okay?" Yin Hang always felt something was wrong.
After all, An Tong used to scold him anyway, and after chatting for so long, the other party should not be so sleepy anymore.
"I'm fine..." An Tong said with a slight smile, "But don't say good night so late in the future, it's really too late."
"Uh, sorry." Yin Hang replied a little embarrassed.
"Okay, good night, husband."
"Well, good night, wife."
(End of this chapter)
When Yin Hang returned to the dormitory, he found that Qin Shimao had left.
The other party said that he didn't live there all the time, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even live here.
It seems that he came here entirely for himself.
Yin Hang still had a lot of questions to ask, but the other party didn't intend to give him this opportunity. Just like last time, he didn't give him any contact information.
Fortunately, the suitcase was left behind.
Recalling Qin Shimao's so-called debut today, it can only be described as focusing on participation.
Who would have thought that he had been messing around with a little girl for a long time.
Although it is finally a bit of a start, it just feels awkward, just as awkward as when I finally entered the lecture hall that day, signed everything, and then said it was all right, and then sent it out to him.
But no matter how you say it, this can be regarded as the beginning of growth.
After Yin Hang packed all his luggage and lay comfortably on the huge double bed, he suddenly realized whether he had forgotten something.
Haven't said goodnight to my wife yet!
I took out my mobile phone and looked a little sad, because my wife didn't send it by myself.
Probably because they are afraid of affecting their studies?
After Yin Hang sent An Tong good night, before the screen went off, a video call rang.
Yin Hang was taken aback, and looked at the time, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.
After clicking the connection in doubt, An Tong looked haggard in thick pajamas, with messy hair, as if he had just woken up.
"It's so late and you haven't slept yet?" An Tong rubbed his eyes that were a little bit hard to open and said, "Wait, let me tidy up first."
Then An Tong tugged at the corner of his clothes, then grabbed his somewhat dry hair, and smoothed it out a little.
"Why don't you go to bed early?" Yin Hang looked at An Tong's sleepy look, and there seemed to be some tears in the corners of his eyes.
"No, I've been waiting all day," An Tong muttered unhappily, "It was two o'clock in the morning, and it was ten o'clock yesterday. That's all... just ignore me all day."
"Aren't you..." Yin Hang paused, then looked into An Tong's eyes and said, "I miss you."
"Hey hey." Seeing Yin Hang's appearance, An Tong laughed softly, but felt that she was still a little confused, then she thought of something, waved her hand and said, "By the way, I'll change it to the one you like. perspective,"
After An Tong finished speaking, he put the mobile phone on the pillow at a slant, sat back a little, with his arms propped on the left and right sides to keep balance, and then gently lifted his little feet up in front of Yin Hang.
From this angle of looking up, you can see An Tong's little white bare feet, with his little toes stretched out, occupying half of the screen and dangling slightly.
Yin Hang stared blankly for a while, and after capturing the screen, he blushed and said in embarrassment, "An Tong, I'm not...foot control."
"Oh?" After hearing this, An Tong slowly lowered his feet, exposed his ankles, hugged his legs and said aggrievedly: "I thought... finally there is something you like."
"That's not what I mean," Yin Hang hurriedly explained, "I like everything about you."
"But me, I don't have it anywhere..." An Tong said a little frustrated, "I practiced in front of the mirror for a long time for the limited edition you want to see, but I feel... obviously there is no ups and downs."
"The things you said you liked about me...you obviously didn't like me back then."
"I said it without any advantages... So, are you just trying to comfort me?"
After An Tong finished speaking, he looked at Yin Hang eagerly.
"No, I'm just... not too embarrassed to admit it." Yin Hang hurriedly wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say: "And if you say too much, you will be called a pervert."
"Tell me, I want to hear it." An Tong lowered his head slightly, looking at Yin Hangdao with a blushing face.
"Well, for example..." Yin Hang said with a little embarrassment: "Maybe it's not so obvious when you're wearing pajamas... But when you're wearing a vest, when you stretch, the arc keeps changing with your stretching movements... ...I'll just imagine what's going on below...cough cough."
Yin Hang hurriedly interrupted himself with a cough: "Am I too perverted?"
"It's okay for me..." An Tong's eyes were full of affection, and then he said embarrassedly: "Sorry, Yin Hang, am I too lustful?"
"No, and I also..." Yin Hang hesitated for a long time, then turned his face slightly, and said in extreme embarrassment: "It's nice of you."
After Yin Hang finished speaking, the two blushed and stared at each other again.
"Why, look at me like this, as if you want to eat me." An Tong said with a shallow smile.
"Then..." Yin Hang also asked, "Can I eat?"
"Yes..." An Tong's voice became softer and softer, looking into Yin Hang's eyes and said: "And I can feed you, where do you want to start?"
Yin Hang avoided the other party's eyes in embarrassment again, his thinking was still too conservative, this directly made him feel a little irregular.
After hesitating for a while, he suddenly looked into An Tong's eyes seriously and said, "An Tong."
"Oh?" An Tong looked at Yin Hang's changing expression, and asked a little at a loss: "What's wrong?"
"will you marry me?"
After Yin Hang said this sentence, he could no longer feel his own breathing.
When he realized what he said, he wondered if he was crazy.
Just when he was about to find an excuse to skip this topic in embarrassment, An Tong suddenly giggled and said, "Idiot, we have to wait four years to get married, otherwise I would have dragged you to get the certificate... But that kind of thing, you If you want, I can give it to you anytime."
Yin Hang was taken aback, twisted his thigh and said: "No, I mean, I really want to marry you, and I want to be responsible for your life... I know we have only known each other for so long, so I say this It's very irresponsible... But, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back for a while."
"It's so sudden," An Tong covered his mouth slightly, a little surprised.
"I know that liking each other is very different from getting married, so I'm sorry for being so reckless. I will use a period of time to prove that I can really bear the title of husband, and then marry..."
"I am willing." An Tong said with a smile.
"Ugh?"
"Fool, I want to marry you so much." An Tong looked at Yin Hang affectionately and said, "When I called you husband, I already promised you in advance, idiot, didn't you think about marrying me at that time?" Me?"
"I..." In Yin Hang's mood, he didn't know for a moment whether he was excited because the other party agreed, or because he was embarrassed by what the other party said. This tangled feeling made his breathing very short.
"Well, Yin Hang, I want to send you a gift." An Tong suddenly changed the subject.
"Oh, a gift?"
"Well, I promised to give it to you before... I knew it and I gave it to you in advance, but it's almost broken now... If it breaks after delivery, can I beg you not to be afraid?"
"No, I will like whatever An Tong gives me." Yin Hang said seriously.
"Well," An Tong replied shallowly, "Then, good night, I'm too sleepy."
"Okay, good night." Yin Hang also nodded.
But before he was about to click to hang up, An Tong suddenly asked again: "Oh yes, Yin Hang, did you hear the voice I sent you that day, it feels so blurry."
"I've listened to it dozens of times, and it's clear every time."
"Idiot, I can't even hear myself." An Tong shook the camera with his hands a little reproachfully, and then said, "Turn on the video."
Yin Hang didn't know what the other party meant. After he opened it, An Tong slowly sat upright and said softly, "Yin Hang, I love you."
"I love you too."
When An Tong heard it, he hugged his legs and laughed.
"However, An Tong, are you okay?" Yin Hang always felt something was wrong.
After all, An Tong used to scold him anyway, and after chatting for so long, the other party should not be so sleepy anymore.
"I'm fine..." An Tong said with a slight smile, "But don't say good night so late in the future, it's really too late."
"Uh, sorry." Yin Hang replied a little embarrassed.
"Okay, good night, husband."
"Well, good night, wife."
(End of this chapter)
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