After dancing a song, Xia Yanxi noticed the burning gaze of the man behind her. She raised her long eyelashes and looked in the mirror.
He stood up at some point, clapped his slender hands, and gave her applause and recognition for her wonderful performance.
A layer of crystal beads of sweat appeared on Xia Yanxi's forehead, and her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, because of his applause, outlined a delicate and bright smile, and her pretty little face suddenly shone brightly.
Qiao Yanli stood there without moving, his deep dark eyes looking at her intently and purely.
Xia Yanxi's ears felt slightly hot after being looked at by him for a long time.
"Yanli, I haven't danced for a long time. Don't be offended if I don't dance well."
Qiao Yanli had seen her pole dancing. Under the exciting dance music, she was like a little fairy shining in the dark night. Just now, she danced in a national style, interpreting the tenderness and delicacy of a little woman.
What a truly ever-changing little elf.
Qiao Yanli suppressed the excitement in his heart and waved to her, "Mrs. Qiao, come here."
Xia Yanxi walked up to Qiao Yanli. When she was still two steps away from him, he stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms.
His two big hands did not clasp her waist, but passed under her armpits and lifted her up. She had no choice but to stretch out her hands and wrap them around his neck, and her legs were wrapped around his slender waist.
The posture was too intimate and ambiguous, and she was a little shy. Her long eyelashes were trembling so much that she didn't dare to look directly into his deep black eyes.
Qiao Yanli held her erect breasts with both hands. After the exercise, she exuded youthful vitality, and a faint fragrance wafted out. His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes when he looked at her darkened a bit, "Do you know what my husband wants to do most right now?"
The love in his eyes was undisguised. He transformed from a girl into a woman last night. Xia Yanxi naturally knew what the look in his eyes meant when he looked at her now.
She bit her lip and said with a dry mouth, "We're going to have dinner soon."
Qiao Yanli couldn't comment, "Are you hungry?"
His voice was low and hoarse, like an invisible little hand, gently scratching Xia Yanxi's heart, making it numb and numb.
"I'm hungry." She has been busy today besides eating breakfast. She just danced again and she is really a little hungry.
The tip of his tall nose lightly touched the tip of hers, and his voice became a little hoarse, "I'm hungry too."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her lips firmly.
His clear and delicious breath entered her lips.
His kiss was so intense and overbearing that she had no time to react and was instantly buried in his passionate kiss.
Her legs were a little weak around his waist, but luckily they were held up by him, otherwise, she would definitely fall. The small hand holding his neck touched the short hair on the back of his neck. Their lips were intertwined, as if they couldn't get enough of each other. One of his big palms reached into her back, caressing her smooth skin. skin.
Everywhere his rough fingertips touched, it was like a tingling electric current passed through that place. Her whole body was shaking violently.
Their bodies were close together, and suddenly, she felt his reaction, shy and nervous.
He hugged her and pressed her against the mirror. His big palms lifted up her clothes and covered them. His thin lips left her lips and kissed her jaw, her collarbone, and her soft breasts.