"Ye Qiqi, you..." Mo Hanqing was blocked by her before she could say anything.
After drinking, Ye Qiqi became extremely strong for some reason.
No matter how hard Mo Hanqing secretly struggled inside, he couldn't break away from her.
At that moment, he felt as if he had returned to eight years ago, to the age when he was unable to fight back.
Ye Qiqi sat astride Mo Hanqing and buried her head in his neck. She didn't care how turbulent he was in his heart. She only felt that the cool smell on his body smelled really good, light and fragrant. It makes people feel particularly safe.
His white, long-sleeved neck had an elegant curve like a swan, making her want to take a few bites after looking at it.
So, she really did it.
Mo Hanqing was pinned down by her, and she allowed her to nibble and kiss him everywhere. He felt like he was about to be burned by jade fire, but he couldn't struggle at all.
The expression in his deep eyes became darker and darker. Just when he was about to press back Ye Qiqi with all his strength, the person who had been sitting on him suddenly softened and his round little head hit him straight. On his chest, he began to breathe evenly.
Mo Hanqing was slightly startled, feeling that the force holding his wrist disappeared instantly. He moved his arm hesitantly, and Ye Qiqi's little hand slipped straight off his wrist.
"Qiqi..." He called her in a hoarse voice, then struggled to sit up, and her limp body slid directly from his to the bed.
Mo Hanqing frowned slightly and looked at Ye Qiqi with worry, only to find that she had her eyes closed tightly, her small nose was opening and closing, and she was breathing evenly.
This guy…
Did he fall asleep directly?
Mo Hanqing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her soft little face, but found that she had no reaction at all.
“…”
Mo Hanqing rolled his eyes, reached out and pushed her body to the side, then turned over and got off the bed.
Fortunately for her, she was drunk and fell asleep after teasing others enough.
But he...
Mo Hanqing looked down at herself helplessly. His clothes were messy, and his chest was full of marks from her bites. In addition, he had endured the fire for a long time.
Why…
Someone sighed and had to turn around and take a cold bath.
The night passed like this.
In the early morning of the next day, Ye Qiqi turned over in a daze and felt something cold on his fingertips.
She frowned, closed her eyes, and touched the cold thing with her little hands for a long time. Then she suddenly got excited, opened her eyes, and turned her head to look beside her.
Under her fingers was Mo Hanqing's handsome and chiseled cheeks. His jade-white skin felt as cold as thousand-year-old jade at the moment.
Ye Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then took back her little hand and touched his forehead again.
His forehead was also cold.
Ye Qiqi quickly pulled the thin quilt from her body and covered Mo Hanqing, then stretched out a pair of small hands and hugged his body tightly.
Probably because her warm and soft body conveyed a trace of heat to him, Mo Hanqing's originally closed eyes suddenly slowly opened.
He turned his head and looked straight at her with an unexplained light in his deep eyes.