Chapter 1839 Not Enough, Far From Enough

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After the end, Qing'er was held in A Yao's arms. She was so tired that she had no strength at all. She felt that every bone in her body was soft.

A Yao gently stroked her back, bit her ear and asked hoarsely: "How is it?"

Qing'er savored it for a while, and smiled and affirmed: "Not bad. Very potential, keep working hard."

Although it was a little painful at the beginning, it was okay after getting used to it. What was rare was that A Yao was very considerate. And she doubted that A Yao had made sufficient preparations for this day. If she was not sure that it was also his first time, Qing'er almost thought that this kid was an experienced veteran. Of course, this kid's physical strength is also very commendable. Overall, she was very satisfied.

But A Yao didn't seem to be very satisfied with this answer. He rubbed her with the tip of his nose and hummed: "Just good?"

"Young man, I'm afraid you will be too proud!" Qing'er was very comfortable with his massage. She closed her eyes and was lazy like a cat.

A Yao laughed, and his hot palm moved down. Qing'er realized that something was wrong and opened her eyes suddenly: "Hey!"

He kissed the corner of her mouth, his voice was hoarse and vague, and it was deadly sexy: "Do you want to do it again..."

"...No." Qing'er refused, but her tone was not so firm. She pushed his hand away with some difficulty, "Go to bed quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow..."

A Yao's eyes dimmed slightly, and he hugged her tighter, pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Qing'er's heart softened, and she rubbed his hair and comforted him: "Be good, I said I would go back to see you as soon as the holiday is over..."

He paused for a long time before speaking, but his voice was already hoarse: "Not enough, far from enough."

Qing'er thought about it, grabbed his hand and put it on her chest, and chuckled: "Okay, let's do it again..."

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The next day, Qing'er woke up in a daze, subconsciously turned over to look for a heat source, but found nothing.

She opened her eyes and saw the empty bed beside her. Her heart sank. She sat up suddenly and grabbed her phone to check. It was ten o'clock in the morning.

At this time, the plane had already taken off.

Qing'er bit her lip and was suddenly hit by a strong sense of loss... At this moment, she couldn't help but blame Uncle Jiang. Why did he have to let A Yao return to China? What's wrong with studying here? Knowing A Yao's identity, the M country would be even more afraid to let him get into trouble, right?

She scratched her hair in frustration and unlocked her phone. A message lay quietly in the inbox: Remember to eat breakfast. I will contact you after I get home. [Love]

Qing'er couldn't help but curl her lips.

She got up with a slightly sore body, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then came to the kitchen. Sure enough, breakfast was ready.

However, the happy mood did not last long. Thinking that no one would prepare breakfast for her in the future, Qing'er's mood became depressed again.

This depressed mood lasted until noon.

For the first time, she felt that staying alone in such a large space was so lonely and boring... How did she spend her vacation before A Yao came? Qing'er found that she could not remember it at all.

Qing'er finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

A Yao had completely destroyed her ability to entertain herself.

She knocked her head on the table in frustration.

What should she do? She had just separated and she had already started to miss him.

It turned out that it was really far from enough.