The palms of Jimoya behind him were also a little sweaty, he could clearly sense the trembling sensation from Huan Qingyan's body coming from his fingertips, this little girl's body was so sensitive that even those who made him used to women feel a little bit Can't hold it.
His eyes were dull, and his breathing was several minutes faster than usual.
"You ask."
"Is there really a marriage in your family?" Huan Qingyan decided to make a detour first.
As soon as she finished asking this question, she felt that Jimo Ya's swimming fingers behind him paused.
"For sure." He didn't care about this matter. His marriage partners are all arranged by the family. He never asks and is not interested. It is a strong marriage. In order to continue the best human descendants, he was selected for him. The best match.
But so far, the family has several marriage partners, and it is not known which one will be settled in the end.
Jimo Ya was a little irritable for no reason.
Huan Qingyan let out a cry of disappointment, and then she really couldn't help it anymore, turned around, and looked at Jimo Ya seriously...
At this time, Huan Qingyan's clothes were in tatters, even her chest was damaged several times, and with her big breasts, she didn't even know she was having fun.
As soon as Jimo Ya lowered his head, he could look at all kinds of things. The gentleman's style made him turn his eyes to the side, but the next second's movement of turning his face made him never think about it.
Huan Qingyan suddenly stretched out her small hand to touch Jimo Ya's waist and sleeve robe, "It's fine if you have a fiancée, and I don't want to, then can you bring some delicious food with you, give me something to eat eat!"
This style of painting changed so fast that Jimo Ya didn't expect it at all.
Huan Qingyan has already pounced on him, sniffing him, "It smells so good, I want to eat it when I smell it, where is it hidden? Is it here?"
I touched my waist.
"No, is it here?" He touched the sleeve robe.
"No, is it here? Poor, I haven't eaten all day today, you must have something delicious on you." This touched his chest.
It was exactly the same as the first time I smelled him.
It makes your index finger twitch, and you want to eat it terribly!
Jimo Ya was successfully attacked by her three times, and he didn't react until her claws hit his chest, and slapped away her claws that were carelessly touching him!
There was a crisp sound of "pop".
With a slap, Huan Qingyan was thrown several meters away, and Huan Qingyan landed on the ground in a posture of a dog chewing mud.
There was sullenness in Jimo Ya's voice. "What nonsense!"
Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, Huan Qingyan was shocked by Jimo Ya's momentum again!
With the posture of a dog chewing mud, she lay on the ground for a long time and did not dare to move. Mom, she really underestimated her male god!
Thinking about the scene just now, she borrowed courage from the sky.
Oh my god, it's her fate that the male god didn't slap her to death.
Jimo Ya came to rescue her this time, and he was much friendlier than the way he treated her before, and the sense of danger she felt before him was much less, that's why she dared to be so presumptuous.
"I just want to find something to eat, and I didn't mean it. That, well, I'm sorry... I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it next time."
Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, please apologize first.
Jimo Ya's expression eased, he looked over, and saw Huan Qingyan facing him in a doggy posture, with a beautiful view on his chest...
His breathing stopped.
Flying out a long men's robe, he threw his face at Xiang Huan and said angrily, "The bleeding has stopped, put on your clothes first."
Huan Qingyan didn't dare to provoke him anymore, she had nothing to eat, and it was not bad to have the male god's clothes to wear.