Chapter 2258 This Is Our Home

Gong Xianyue was stunned, and then she smiled sincerely.

"So that's how it is."

She leaned back, with confusion on her face, but also a little sincere happiness.

Yan Qi was deliberately playing tricks on her. After all, it was Gong Xianyue who took off his pants before. If he didn't retaliate, he wouldn't be called Yan Qi.

That day in the abandoned factory, she called him brother in a sticky way, like a spell, and she would always think of it in her dreams at midnight.

And when her legs wanted to wrap around him, her eyes pretended to be seductive, like a cunning fox in the forest.

But now she is clear and ignorant, like a rabbit that has strayed into a trap.

Yan Qi originally just wanted to play, but now he is a little excited.

Ji Ya closed the curtains and raised his hand to look at his wrist.

"I have to leave first. Next time you have a meal, just call me directly."

The two have known each other for so many years and are considered good friends.

Yan Qi nodded and raised his hand to pinch Gong Xianyue's cheek.

Her skin is very delicate, and her cheeks are a little fleshy. When she pinches them, she looks like an angry hamster.

When there are only two people left in the room, Gong Xianyue looks at him with innocent eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Qi used a little effort to coax her.

"Be good, call me brother again."

Just like that day, in that sticky, coquettish tone.

Gong Xianyue's eyebrows tightened, as if she was reminiscing. After a few minutes, she couldn't remember, so she had to ask, "Do I usually call you like this?"

Yan Qi raised his hand and patted her cheek. The flesh felt really good.

"Yes."

"So mushy."

After she said these three words, she still called out obediently, "Brother."

This brother was different from the one that day. The voice that day made my heart melt, but this time it made people want to protect her.

Yan Qi took back his hand, not understanding what this inexplicable feeling in his heart was.

But he did find it very funny. He pinched her chin and was about to say something else, but Gong Xianyue suddenly came over and kissed him on the lips.

Yan Qi's face changed instantly, he let go and took a step back.

Playing is playing, but the two are blood relatives after all, so this kind of thing can't be done.

His expression was too obvious, Gong Xianyue frowned and asked, "Have we broken up? Otherwise, why do you react like this."

Yan Qi only felt the heat on his lips gradually become hot, his hand hanging on one side curled up, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"No."

Gong Xianyue looked out the window, "Don't lie to me, people's subconscious reactions can't lie to people. When I kissed you, your eyes were full of surprise, which means we haven't done this before."

Yan Qi approached, held her face, and kissed her on the lips.

"It's ok now, I just didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic."

Gong Xianyue's eyes bloomed with a smile, and she hugged him, "What about my family? Where is this place?"

"You are an orphan, this is your home."

"Will you leave me, brother?"

"No."

After Yan Qi finished speaking, he always felt that he was too deep into the play, and his heart was weird.

He quickly let him go, "I'll ask someone to make dinner, you take a rest first."

Gong Xianyue smiled at him, got out of bed to be with him, clinging like a clear rabbit.

"Brother, I want to be with you."

Yan Qi opened his mouth, his eyes were a little weird, and finally nodded, "Okay."

Gong Xianyue followed him downstairs, probably curious about the surrounding environment, and her head kept shaking from side to side.

She carefully held a corner of Yan Qi's clothes, "Brother, I seem to have some impression of this place."

Yan Qi saw the snow-white little hand on the fabric of his clothes, and his Adam's apple rolled, "This is our home."

The next second, Gong Xianyue hugged him from behind and put her hands around his waist.

"Really? No wonder I have an impression of it."

Yan Qi was stunned, his mind was in a mess.

The hands wrapped around his waist were like vines, making him unable to move.

He lowered his head and looked at the hands on his waist. They looked soft, as if pinching them would leave marks.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Gong Xianyue's voice was crisp and soft, and she poked her head over from behind him. (End of this chapter)