Ye Qingluo patted the back of his hand suddenly: "What did you take my Qiqi out for?"
Di Moxuan didn't hide, and let Ye Qingluo take pictures.
That palm was very hard.
Even Qi Qi, who was huddled under the quilt, poked out a small head, looking at them with twinkling tiger eyes.
However, the man didn't change his face, but bent down, his thin lips were almost pressed against Ye Qingluo's neck.
His scorching breath sprayed her skin little by little: "I picked it up casually, it has your breath on it."
Pick up
Is her Qi Qi so easy to pick up
Ye Qingluo squinted her charming eyes and looked at Qiqi: "Did you really be picked up by him?"
Qiqi blinked the tiger's eyes, and nodded the tiger's head.
"A Luo doesn't believe me?" Di Moxuan turned her face away in displeasure, making her look at him.
The man's face was full of resentment, and he held Ye Qingluo's face with both hands: "Could it be, Ah Luo thinks that I still have plans for this male tiger?"
The corners of Ye Qingluo's eyes also twitched.
Is this... this meow... is it really the legendary Lord Regal
Moreover, he is too obsessed with Qiqi's gender, right
"It's as if your nine-tailed fox is not a female." Ye Qingluo rolled her eyes, and pulled away the man's hand that was caressing her face.
"no."
"That's all right, your fox is a female, you..." Ye Qingluo paused abruptly, her charming eyes widened, "What the hell!"
So the coquettish nine-tailed fox, Nima is not a mother
In my mind, I suddenly made up a picture...
A seductive man in a white velvet robe, with winking eyes like silk, winking at Di Mo.
It's so beautiful, the beautiful Ye Qingluo can't bear to think about it anymore!
"Your taste...it's quite strong." Ye Qingluo twitched her lips and laughed a few times, "Okay, Qiqi, you sent it back too, so what are you supposed to do, I have to rest. "
After being made such a fuss by Di Moxuan, Ye Qingluo believed his words in his heart.
After all, Qi Qi would not lie to her.
She yawned and walked to the bed.
Just as he took a step with his legs, his waist suddenly tightened, and his body lightened suddenly.
When she came back to her senses, she was half-embraced by the man and fell on the bed.
The man's black hair fell on the bed like a cloud of smoke.
Wearing a purple robe, like a blooming mandala, it added a bit of evil charm to his whole person.
He turned sideways, with one hand under Ye Qingluo's head and the other around Ye Qingluo's waist.
Ye Qingluo's entire face was buried in his chest.
In the breath, the whole body is full of his sandalwood breath.
"you… "
"Go to sleep." Di Moxuan's thin lips curved slightly, and he closed his eyes tightly, "I'm sleepy too."
You are sleepy, go to sleep! What's wrong with snatching my bed
Ye Qingluo roared in his heart.
Struggling with hands and feet, trying to push the man away.
But Di Moxuan's body was like a huge lock, which trapped everything about her, and she couldn't move at all.
His arms moved up slightly, and gently covered the back of her head. His magnetic low hoarse voice was like a lullaby in his ears: "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."
His big palm, through the black hair, exudes a scorching temperature.
Warm and reassuring.
This is a feeling that Ye Qingluo has never felt from her previous life to the present.
When she was in a daze, the shallow breathing sound in her ear gradually stabilized.
Already asleep
Ye Qingluo moved and felt that there was no other change in Di Moxuan's breath.
He might be really sleepy.
Ye Qingluo froze and didn't move.
Perhaps this embrace is too warm and reassuring.
Maybe Ye Qingluo was also sleepy, but after a while, she fell into a deep sleep.
She didn't notice the slight upward arc of the mouth of the man surrounding her.