The Editor is Always Flirting with Me [GL]

After Bai Shuya ran out of the community where Yan Beiqi lived, her condition was not very good.

Originally, because Yan Beiqi didn’t have anyone she liked, she felt that as long as she worked hard, maybe she could make Yan Beiqi fall in love with her. But now it seems that Yan Beiqi is simply not interested in himself.

So, no matter how hard you try, there should be no results.

“What’s wrong with me? Why doesn’t she like me? Am I not pretty enough?!” Bai Shuya trotted all the way to the side of the road, grabbing her hair and stomping her feet.

Ah, or does she just like that kind of vixen?

That’s right, Bai Shuya felt that the woman Yan Beiqi brought home just now, although she couldn’t see her face clearly, still had a strong smell of fox spirit all over her body.

The wave of despair spread over and swallowed the whole body. This feeling is too bad.

The car also broke down.

She got here by taxi, so Bai Shuya sniffled and took out her mobile phone, ready to call a taxi home. But before opening the software, Bai Shuya’s nose was sore, then put down the phone, crouched aside and sobbed softly.

She couldn’t control the feeling of liking someone. After all, she is a person, not a cold machine.

Yan Beiqi likes music, she doesn’t like it, but she will listen to it too.

Even if the movies recommended by Yan Beiqi in the circle of friends seem too advanced and not in line with the appetite of her bubble drama lover, she will watch and analyze them, just to have a chat with her.

When I see Yan Beiqi coughing, I want to take her to the hospital; I hear that Yan Beiqi is too busy to eat, so I will learn to make bento in silence…

He invited Yan Beiqi’s assistant Xiaoya to eat a lot of meals, just to win her over and learn more about Yan Beiqi.

Thinking back on everything she had done for Yan Beiqi during these times, she suddenly felt like a fool.

The other party rejected him so decisively, but he still held on tight.

But is she really that bad?

Last year, she liked a colleague very much and was invincible to that colleague, but unfortunately, the colleague not only rejected her, but also gradually alienated her.

Now, Yan Beiqi is also…

Thinking of this, Bai Shuya looked down at herself.

She obviously has a good figure and a decent appearance, but why did she fail so much in love?

I always feel like no one likes me…

Bai Shuya held her mobile phone and walked on the streets in winter like a corpse. Everything in front of her changed from cleaning to blurred, and then from blurred to clear.

At this time, Yan Beiqi pushed Qin Yipian away from him, panting slightly, stood up, closed the door, and turned on the light.

Afterwards, Yan Beiqi turned around and saw that Qin Yipun hummed and turned over, rubbed his eyes, and then crawled on the floor looking for something.

“Did the contact lenses fall?” Yan Beiqi’s first reaction was that, so after changing his shoes, he squatted down and searched with her.

“eyelash…”

“Your eyelashes are there.” Yan Beiqi couldn’t see that her eyelashes had disappeared.

Qin Yichuan buried his head, and continued to **** randomly on the floor with both hands: “false eyelashes…”

“Mr. Queenie, you didn’t glue false eyelashes today.” Yan Beiqi knelt down beside her, then reached out to help her up and walked to the bedroom.

“Oh, Mom…”

“Huh?” Yan Beiqi turned his head abruptly and looked at her.

Well, just be a mom once, it’s no big deal.

“I’m here.” Yan Beiqi felt awkward after saying these two words.

“Beef Lao Rice…”

“I’ll make it for you tomorrow.” After Yan Beiqi put her on the bed in the bedroom, he lowered his body and took off her shoes.

After taking off the khaki velvet pointed high heels, Yan Beiqi threw them aside, and then pushed Qin Yipuan’s legs to the center of the bed.

After Qin Yipun went to bed, he became a lot more honest, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

He went to the living room to pick up Qin Yipun’s bag that fell on the ground, and after returning to the bedroom and putting it on the writing desk, Yan Beiqi sat down on the chair and let out a sigh of relief, only to relax a little.

Recalling what Queenie said in the bar before, Yan Beiqi took out her novel and read it in his hands.

Looking at it, Yan Beiqi put his finger between his lips, looked at the drunk woman on the bed, stood up with the book, and smiled.

Sure enough, it’s still the amazing Queenie, but it’s not a good thing to drink too much.

Putting down the book, Yan Beiqi fiddled with makeup remover and cotton pads, put them on the head of the bed, and brought a stool to the side, ready to remove makeup for her.

Qin Yipun, who was lying flat, still twisted his head from time to time, sometimes leaning to this side, and then to that side.

After soaking the cotton pad with makeup remover, Yan Beiqi turned Qin Yipun’s head towards him, then pressed it on her forehead and began to remove the makeup little by little.

Afraid of not being able to remove it cleanly, and because he couldn’t help her to use the facial cleanser for a second cleaning, Yan Beiqi used the makeup remover to wash it back and forth many times.

Suddenly, a pile of used cotton pads had accumulated next to it.

“Guazi used car…” Suddenly thinking of the nonsense Queenie said earlier, Yan Beiqi couldn’t help but slightly raised his lips when he lowered his head and poured out the makeup remover.

After confirming that it was cleaned, Yan Beiqi breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, threw the used cotton pads into the trash can, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

If she’s drunk, she’ll be drunk. If she’s not drunk and doesn’t say these words, she might still be maliciously speculating about her character.

After putting away the makeup remover, Yan Beiqi went to the bathroom again, drenched it with a new towel and wringed it dry, then went back to the bedroom and wiped it gently on Qin Yichuan’s face.

Her skin is in good condition and soft, but it has a light blue color now, and it’s been a long time since she slept well.

As for the body, do you want to wipe it off?

Yan Beiqi stared at her with a towel.

Qin Yipuan’s face was soft, and when he slept, the eyelashes were covered with a light shadow, which looked like dessert.

Speaking of which, Queenie likes women. Although she has no concept, it would not be very good for her to do that.

But anyway, take off your jacket. Wearing this thing on your body will definitely not sleep well.

Thinking of this, after putting the towel on the back of the chair, Yan Beiqi reached out and grabbed Qin Yipun’s shirt and lifted it to the side.

Without the cover of the placket, the close-fitting knitted skirt perfectly outlines the curve of her body, and the soft and plump parts jump into the eyes, looking elastic and graceful.

Yan Beiqi paused for a moment, looked away, then put a hand under Qin Yipun’s neck, gently lifted her upper body, and took off half of her jacket.

When he changed hands and took off the other side, Yan Beiqi turned to look at her beautiful face and soft lips, and stopped again.

After a few seconds, Yan Beiqi continued to grab the other side of her coat and took it off.

Just when Yan Beiqi was about to get up and leave with the coat, a pair of soft arms suddenly coiled up and hooked her neck.

Unprepared, Yan Beiqi was hooked by her and fell on the soft body.

The opponent’s chest is close to his own, slowly rising and falling with his breathing, like a rippling lake, and like a spell from the dark night, making people want to sink into it.

Yan Beiqi unconsciously stretched out his hand on the sheet, propped himself up a little, and put his head aside.

“Mr. Queenie, you…” Yan Beiqi held her breath and called to her in a low voice, smelling the alcohol on her body.

“Hold me…” Qin Yipian still closed his eyes, hugged Yan Beiqi tightly, and then turned over, and the positions of the two changed.

Yan Beiqi lay beside her, breathing quietly.

After a few seconds, she bent her left leg, she planned to prop up her body and leave, but Qin Yichuan put his arms around her waist and abdomen at this moment, and leaned his head on her shoulder, shrinking into a ball. This time, after hugging something and feeling safe, Qin Yichuan really fell asleep like a dead pig.