Xia Yanxi looked into his dark and deep narrow eyes and curled her lips, "I'm not jealous of her."
Qiao Yan's handsome face moved closer to hers again, so close that the tips of their noses touched each other. Smelling his refreshing breath after bathing, her heartbeat quickened, "I just feel that your grandma really wants you two." Reconciliation of people.”
Qiao Yanli kissed the tip of her nose affectionately, "You just made her stupid."
Xia Yanxi was amused by his words, "How could anyone talk about his grandma like that?"
Qiao Yan raised his heroic eyebrows slightly, "Of course, you can't say that in front of her."
The atmosphere between the two instantly became much more relaxed.
"Yanli," she wrapped her slender white arms around his neck, and her long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, "I don't want to act anymore. I want to work in fashion design. I will be in the industry in two days." Do you think it’s okay to hire a decoration team to renovate the place where mom used to work?” He had photographed her mom’s piece of land, so she still had to ask for his opinion before using it.
Qiao Yanli lowered his head and pecked her lips, "That piece of land has been given to you a long time ago. You can use it however you want."
Xia Yanxi nodded, a flower-like smile spreading from the corners of her lips. She had thought about it, while maintaining a good relationship with him, she also wanted to create her own career. She also wants to become as good as him.
His thin lips kissed along her chin, all the way to her collarbone, and then returned to her lips. After a brief entanglement of lips, he breathed slightly and said, "Nothing else to say tonight. That’s it, let’s get down to business first.”
Xia Yanxi put her hands on his strong chest, her black and white apricot eyes slightly curved, "What's the business?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt something between her legs getting bigger and bigger... Her face turned red, and her long eyelashes trembled so hard that she didn't dare to look at him again.
He kissed her again, from her lips to her collarbone, all the way down...
The temperature inside the quilt was getting higher and higher, and wherever his thin lips touched, it was as if there were invisible electric sulfur passing through, making it feel numb.
Both of their bodies were covered in a thin layer of sweat.
…
The moment they were completely integrated, both of them groaned.
He didn't wear a condom this time, and there was no small umbrella to block the combination, which was a different experience.
His big hands clasped her slender waist, and his thin lips kissed her sweat-soaked hair.
She clung to his shoulders and bit her lips tightly, but tiny moans still escaped from her lips and teeth.
…
As he sprinted, she felt like a small boat rising and falling in the waves, bathing in life and death.
The bed was very firm, but due to the fierce entanglement between the two, it would make shaking and squeaking sounds from time to time.
This caste love that blends body and mind with each other can be described as Xiaohun.
After a few sudden thrusts from the man on her body, she felt a wave of warmth pouring into her vagina.
Her legs wrapped around his lean waist couldn't help but tighten, and her mind went blank for a moment.
Qiao Yanli hugged the weak little woman tightly, lowered his head, kissed her sweaty forehead, and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling well?"
Xia Yanxi was so tired that she didn't even want to open her eyes, so she hummed like a mosquito.
His narrow, dark eyes overflowed with diamond-like soft light, and his big, knuckled hands caressed her face, which was flushed with intoxicating redness, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to put the water in. You lie down for a while first."