At this time, the light in Sheng Jiayan's eyes turned slightly, and as expected by Meng Qiqi, she stretched out her fingers and began to caress her soft and gray belly. Meng Qiqi twisted comfortably. She even forgot that she was acting cute to ask Sheng Jiayan's forgiveness. Now she has only one sentence in her mind: This big health care is so comfortable...
Before she knew it, Meng Eqi was touched and fell asleep.
When she got up again, a candle was already lit in the house.
Meng Qiqi jumped up and looked around, and found a behemoth beside him breathing evenly. She turned her bean-sized eyes and looked over, Sheng Jiayan's handsome sleeping face was close at hand!
Even if the medicinal properties of the Passionate Sweetness Pill were removed, Meng Qiqi couldn't help drooling over such beauty.
There was a soft 'gurgling' sound from her stomach, and Meng Qiqi realized that she hadn't eaten for a long time except for a plate of cakes. She slid down the curtain of the bed and fumbled for food in the room.
She slid from the cupboard onto the box and slipped from the window sill to the foot of the table. Sheng Jiayan's room was almost turned over by her, and Meng Qiqi sat on the table and rested, tired and panting.
Tonight this toss can be described as a hamster adventure...
But Sheng Jiayan didn't eat at all, not even a single food residue!
How funny! Meng Eqi complained in his heart: After all, he is the master of the underworld master Yin Cao, but there is not even a melon seed in the cabinet! How do you live a good life
Meng Qiqi carefully looked at Sheng Jiayan's bedroom for the first time, and found that there was only a large bed with ordinary patterns and exquisite workmanship, a desk and a short chair, and two or three cabinets against the corner. Other than that, there are no other decorations.
Meng Eqi recalled the place where she lived again, and even the lavender was not an exaggeration to describe it as resplendent. Why is Sheng Jiayan's place so simple and casual...
Could it be that he was squeezing him too much
As soon as this idea came out, Meng Eqi shook his head violently.
Just kidding, how could I squeeze the shrewd and capable King of Hell! It's good not to be squeezed by him usually.
Meng Qiqi walked around the room again, but still found nothing, and fell on the table angrily. Finally, she ran to the inkstone platform in a fit of anger, her four claws stomped on the ink frantically, and then she ran all the way to the edge of the bed and climbed up again along the bed curtain.
First, she took a paw and pressed a paw on Sheng Jiayan's robe, and found that the shape was pretty good, and Sheng Jiayan showed no signs of waking up, so she ran wild on Sheng Jiayan unscrupulously.
I'm stomping on!
Meng Eqi spared no effort to jump on the King of Hell.
Let you spank me! Let you touch my belly! Make you laugh at me! Let you crush me! let you sleep!
At this time, Meng Eqi came to Sheng Jiayan, stretched out his evil claws, and smiled inwardly, wanting to leave a mark on his face. However, at this time, His Majesty the King of Hell suddenly opened his deep eyes, his eyes looked particularly bright against the candle in the room, and his deep eyes were fixed on the paws that Meng Qiqi had no time to withdraw.
Meng Eqi shouted badly in her heart, she turned around and wanted to slip away, but Sheng Jiayan had already caught her one step ahead of her, holding her in his hand and dragging her in front of him.
"What are you doing?" His deep and magnetic voice sounded, presumably he had just woken up, and his tone was somewhat sultry and dull.