273 Oh, Little Cabbage, Wilting in the Soil 4yr

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He even clawed at her ear with his lips, sending a shiver down Song Yu's spine. "Stop messing around."
Qi Chengzhi kept silent. His nose was sniffing around her face and rubbing against her. Song Yu could only tell him, "I wasn't thinking about anything. It's just that Yan Beicheng and the others behave so differently when they're outside and in private - I thought you're the same."
"Which part of me is different?" Qi Chengzhi asked while pressing his lips on her ear. His voice was husky.
Qi Chengzhi could not move his body; he could only turn his head as far as he could, leaving him in an uncomfortable position.
"Move closer into my arms," Qi Chengzhi said.
"I'm afraid I'll hurt you." Song Yu was pregnant - it would be bad if she accidentally pressed on his wound.
"You won't," Qi Chengzhi prompted her by squeezing her shoulders.
Song Yu only dared to move her upper body toward his chest. This made things easier for Qi Chengzhi - he could kiss her by simply moving his head down