Chapter 78: My

Qiao Lan was a little sleepy when she got in the car, but not so sleepy that she fell asleep.

Since she had figured out that she wanted to be with Tan Mo in the future, and that she wanted to change the relationship between herself and Tan Mo, she would from time to time intentionally close the distance between the two of them, slowly letting Tan Mo feel the difference, and slowly observing Tan Mo to see how much she could not understand.

Like today, Qiao Lan is leaning against Tan Mo on purpose.

She's a little tired. With a cold window on one side and a boy she likes on the other, Qiao Lan doesn't think it's a choice she needs to think about for long.

She rested her head on Tan Mo's shoulder, and for a moment, Qiao Lan sensed Tan Mo's tension and discomfort as he stiffened.

If Tan Mo had no sense of male and female as she had imagined, if she had been completely unaware of the feelings between the male leads, she certainly wouldn't be as stiff as she was right now, too stiff to move a muscle.

With the recent sporadic temptations and deliberate closeness, Qiao Lan had the vague impression that Tan Mo wasn't completely oblivious, but that was as far as it went.

She leaned against Tan Mo, the two of them warm against each other, the sound of the rumbling car and the occasional reminder of the arrival of the station in her ears, she heard the reminder of the next stop, she was going to pretend to wake up from a nap, but suddenly she heard the teenager trying to hold his breath, but still clear breathing.

She could even feel Tan Mo's breath.

Then, Tan Mo's cold lips kissed carefully.

Qiao Lan can't recall what was going through her mind at that moment, surprise, amazement, heartbeat, too much, she could only feel the teenager's tentative and careful light kiss like a feather. Maybe it was too light for Qiao Lan to believe so she wanted to verify it, or maybe she liked this moment too much or maybe she wanted to do the same, Qiao Lan didn't open her eyes, but she stretched out her arms and grabbed the teenager who was about to run away, and kissed him again.

She gently bit the teenager's bottom lip, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Tan Mo's trembling eyes, which reflected her but trembled out of focus.

Just as she could not have imagined that Tan Mo would kiss down, Tan Mo should not have imagined that she would kiss back no matter what, Qiao Lan laughed softly at Tan Mo's look, "Why is this ......"

So nervous ......

But before the words left her mouth, Tan Mo's lips, which did not dare to move, pressed down hard.

It was hard for him to suppress his fondness for her, so at the last moment when he was about to leave, his fondness finally took over and he kissed Qiao Lan gently for a moment.

Qiao Lan's arm up Tan Mo's mind is blank, that is all his lust was Qiao Lan found after the collapse, is all the dirty exposed in front of the Qiao Lan overwhelmed, but the next moment Qiao Lan see warm soft lips but took the initiative to wrap over, will be his already fragmented rationality, a moment to dissipate the disappearance of all.

He felt Qiao Lan's teeth nipping at his lower lip and heard her laugh softly before saying something else.

But in the end what was said, Tan Mo did not hear, buried in the heart of the repressed to the collapse of the desire, a moment of full outburst. He didn't know what he was going to do at this moment, not to mention what a kiss was like, but the eruption of instincts invaded all reason, Tan Mo fiercely picked up Qiao Lan's waist, and blocked out all of Qiao Lan's unfinished words.

Her lips so sweet and soft.

Tan Mo was almost trembling, his right hand wrapped around Qiao Lan's waist and his left hand gripped the backrest of the front seat tightly, his veins rippling from the exertion.

The teenager's kiss was unstructured, but urgent and fierce terrible, hot lips pressure rolling and grinding as if looking for the exit, rather than a kiss, more like a bite, Qiao Lan almost in the first moment Tan Mo kissed over the lips can feel the sting of pain. Qiao Lan's back was almost completely suspended in the air. Qiao Lan knew that Tan Mo was learning free sparring, but she had never imagined that Tan Mo's strength could be so great nowadays.

She was immobilized by an arm, and Tan Mo's hands, no longer careful because of his excitement, clawed at her waist, making Qiao Lan's grip hurt.

She never knew that the teenager who was always gentle and mild-mannered could have such a crazy all-over opposite side.

Qiao Lan's initial initiative and calmness was completely disrupted by Tan Mo's messy and exceptionally rough kisses. Qiao Lan unconsciously touched the place that Tan Mo had bitten with the tip of her tongue, but it provoked Tan Mo to become more and more irrational.

The snow is still falling outside the window, the bus stops and goes, and the two people who are supposed to get off at the stop, one of them doesn't hear it at all, and one of them is clueless.

Qiao Lan saw the passing car going farther and farther away, and the waist that was held by Tan Mo was vaguely aching, Qiao Lan reached out and pushed Tan Mo hard, but Tan Mo did not move.

"Momo ... Momo!"

Tan Mo finally stopped, light brown eyes are still full of unfulfilled fire and madness, mixed with has been hidden now finally unreservedly released all like to the bone of fondness.

Tan Mo had never been cold, had never been indifferent, and barring rage, Qiao Lan had never seen such hot emotion in Tan Mo's eyes.

Tan Mo He .......

The reminder of the next stop sounded in her ears again, interrupting Qiao Lan's thoughts, and she couldn't think of anything else, Qiao Lan reached out to block Tan Mo's lips and said in a hurried voice, "We should get off, we've already passed the stop!"

Tan Mo took a look at the unfamiliar streets outside, and then looked at Qiao Lan, who was close by, and it was as if she had woken up suddenly, but she was still reluctant to give up and kissed Qiao Lan's palm again.

Qiao Lan's fingers curled up at Tan Mo's kiss, so he dared not delay any longer and pulled Tan Mo out of the car when it was about to start again.

Outside the car is still cold breath, will just burst of hot temperature down, a moment all the charming all disappeared. Tan Mo looked at Qiao Lan let go of the hand, the loss of sanity gradually returned to the position, but although the sanity is still in a mess, messy, so that just a small crazy like teenagers do not know what to do.

After the instinctive kisses and hugs, now that the instinct had passed, it was too late to think about the questions that had become even more appalling to him all crammed into his head.

What is this, what is Qiao Lan's attitude that nothing happened, why did Qiao Lan kiss him back, was Qiao Lan upset, did she go too far...?

Qiao Lan took out her cell phone and looked at the time, saying, "Hiss... It's so cold, it's almost eleven thirty, I don't know if Uncle Chen has gone to bed yet, it shouldn't be too far to walk back from here ......"

As a result, after finishing her speech, she didn't wait for Tan Mo's reply, and when she looked back, the wolf cub who was unusually fierce just now was looking at her with hesitation and apprehension, just like a kitten cub.

If it weren't for the tingling in her sore back and tingling in her lips, Qiao Lan would have suspected that everything that had just happened was a lie.

At least with Tan Mo like this, Qiao Lan couldn't have imagined him as he was just now anyway.

Qiao Lan put his cell phone back in his shirt pocket and smiled, "Why, why don't you go."

Tan Mo's beautiful eyes were fixed on her, not speaking or moving.

Qiao Lan thoughtfully walked over and whispered, "Momo?"

Tan Mo slowly reached out and grabbed Qiao Lan's hand as if testing it, then slowly held Qiao Lan's hand tightly as if waiting for her reaction.

Qiao Lan looked down at the hands they were holding, looked up with smiling eyes curved in a slightly teasing manner and said, "Why have you suddenly become so innocent again, you weren't like this just now."

Tan Mo's eyes were in turmoil again, and he gripped Qiao Lan's hand tightly, as if he had gone through a mental struggle before saying, "We... What are we, now."

"What do you think," Qiao Lan asked rhetorically, grabbing Tan Mo's other hand over to her, which still held a rose.

"On Valentine's Day, I specially asked you out, I specially asked you to watch a love movie with me, I specially sent you roses, and I just let you kiss me as much as you want", Qiao Lan said slowly, with every sentence Tan Mo's grip on her hand got tighter and tighter, Qiao Lan wanted to pull her hand out of her painful grip, but it was too tight to move it at all. Qiao Lan tried to pull her hand out, but her grip was too tight and she couldn't move it.

Qiao Lan gave up and added the last sentence in a good-natured way, "What do you think we're counting now?"

The teenager's eyes were blank for a brief moment, then brightened alarmingly, and quickly began to transition from cat pups to wolf pups again.

Qiao Lan looked at the familiar eyes instantly remembered the still aching waist and lips, busy saying, "Talk properly, don't move, let go first."

"No," Tan Mo refused decisively, "if I understand you correctly, why should I let go."

Qiao Lan said quietly and expressionlessly, "Because your hand is too strong and it hurts."

Tan Mo: "......"

Finally, he obediently eased the force on his hand, the teenager hung his head, only heartache and chagrin remained on his delicate and pretty face, Qiao Lan was really amazed at the richness of Tan Mo's expression now. Qiao Lan took a step forward and walked closer, using his other free hand to touch Tan Mo's hair, squatted down a little, tilted his head and looked at the silent teenager, saying, "Momo."

Tan Mo glanced at Qiao Lan and blocked the color in her eyes with her long eyelashes, and gave a distracted "hmm".

"Let's stay together."

Tan Mo's trance awakens again, prancing to meet Qiao Lan's eyes and clenching his fists.

Of course he wanted to, and he hated to make Qiao Lan swear that he would never take back that one word once it was spoken.

But no.

"... No," Tan Mo used almost all her strength to get the refusal out.

Qiao Lan was surprised, "Why, Momo this won't work, you've kissed and received my flowers, you should be my boyfriend."

"But I'm sick!"

Tan Mo said in a harsh voice, "I'm sick," he repeated, muttering, "Asperger's... A mental illness that can't be cured for the rest of my life."

"I know, I've known for a long time," Qiao Lan's voice softened as she said, "I don't care."

But I care.

With Asperger's and the possibility of developing depression or even schizophrenia in the future, he will always be a dangerous presence and an unseen alien. If anyone else knew, there would still be countless gossips and gossip, and it would still haunt Qiao Lan as it once did, and she would never be able to lead a normal life.

"Momo, Momo, Tan Mo!"

Qiao Lan grabbed the increasingly impatient Tan Mo and snapped, "Asperger's has never been a mental illness, it's just an autistic disorder, you're just a smarter-than-normal boy, not an anomaly! You know many great men have Asperger's, don't you, are they deviants, no?"

Einstein, Bill Gates were, no one called them alien, everyone just thought they were geniuses.

"And what other people think, why do you care what they think, do you care about me or other people?"

"It's you," Tan Mo's voice was raspy and broken, "only you."

Qiao Lan's eyes grew softer and softer as she lifted her hand and set the teenager's downcast face straight, making him look at herself earnestly as she said, word for word.

"Since it's just me, it's just me."

"My aesthetic is you, so you never have to worry about what other people think."

In my case, you are all the mood.