"You... you are a disciple! Shameless!"
"Haven't Yan'er seen it a long time ago?" Yu Chiche lifted the quilt and hugged her into his arms.
The thin and cool lips gently bit Luo Liyan's round earlobe, and the warm breath blew into her ear socket.
She couldn't help but groaned, and quickly covered her mouth.
"Is Yan'er satisfied with what you just saw?" Yu Chiche's mellow and intoxicating voice plucked at Luo Liyan's heartstrings.
Let her keep echoing the picture she just saw over and over again, so that she can no longer remember the picture of the little bun walking the bird.
"Does it mean you don't like it if you don't talk? Or don't you see it clearly?" Yu Chiche's voice turned up slightly, looking hopelessly sexy.
Luo Liyan felt that the heat source under her body that could not be ignored was pressing against her, which made her feel a little restless.
Twisting her body slightly, she wanted to stay away from that thing, but instead she dawdled on it, in exchange for Yuchi Che's long sigh.
His eyes were red with excitement, his breathing was heavy, his slender fingers picked up her coat, and stuck it in along her slender waist.
Grinding repeatedly.
"You bastard! Let me go!" Luo Liyan tried hard to put on a fierce look, but her voice was as soft as a stream of spring water, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.
"Why do you want to let go? Yan'er doesn't want to?" Yu Chiche held her nephrite and boneless little hand, and pressed it against her. The hot temperature made Luo Liyan frightened as if she had been pricked by a needle, wanting to Pull your hand back.
But he was firmly imprisoned by Yu Chiche.
"Help me!" His voice was hoarse, with the temptation to commit crimes.
Luo Liyan was so anxious that she was about to cry, but she still couldn't escape, until her hands were trembling with soreness, Yu Chiche let out a roar like a beast, and leaned softly on Luo Liyan's body .
"You are shameless, obscene, and despicable!" Luo Li wiped all the stained things on Yu Chiche's body with red eyes.
"Okay, my fault!"
A man who is full of food and drink is especially easy to talk to. Yu Chiche's cold eyes were stained with a faint smile, and he let Luo Liyan's little hands domineering over him.
Standing up and putting on the clothes casually, Yu Chiche went into the back room, washed, and then came out with a piece of silk cloth, wiped off the dirt on her hands, and kept kissing her lips lightly.
"Hey, go to sleep." Yu Chiche changed into a clean Confucian robe, and wrapped her in his arms.
Luo Liyan resisted and moved to the side, but was pulled back again.
"You are not allowed to touch me!" She stared at Yu Chiche warily.
This man is really too frivolous, they haven't married yet, yet he forced himself to do this kind of thing for him.
"Don't worry, I won't wipe you clean before we get married." Yu Chiche said softly, comforting the little man in his arms.
"Who said I'm going to marry you!" Luo Liyan angrily stretched out his hand and pinched Yu Chiche vigorously, but he had a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't feel anything at all.
"Yan'er promised to marry me twelve years ago. I have waited for so long, with red makeup for ten miles, and Jiangshan for the engagement! Isn't it sincere enough?" Yu Chiche's tone was filled with inexplicable cruelty.
Shocked, Luo Liyan's drowsy head instantly woke up.
"Jiangshan is hired, what do you want to do?"