The man's lips were frighteningly hot.
The man's eyes gently reflected her slightly panicked look at the moment.
The man's eyebrows were soft and soft at the moment, looking deeply into her heart with nostalgia.
She only felt the extremely familiar tenderness eroding her reason bit by bit. As her breathing became entangled, she temporarily forgot all the entanglements of grudges and grudges.
She just wanted to indulge in his tenderness at the moment, habitually hugging the man's neck and letting him do whatever he wanted.
Every movement of the man was forceful and overbearing, as if he was venting his inner dissatisfaction, inner depression and torture, forcing her to feel his inner restlessness and painful struggle.
I don't know when the potion disappeared, and I don't know if she drank it or he drank it. Her breath was taken away bit by bit, and her head went blank.
She didn't know how long it took, but it was so long that she felt like a fish about to drown in the water, and she would die if she didn't breathe fresh air.
The man's target finally shifted little by little, and finally he buried his head in her neck, letting out a low, sexy, and satisfied sigh.
Ling Sheng tried to struggle for a while and buried her face on his chest. Even her voice was muffled and muffled: "Jun Shiyan, you bastard, are you taking advantage of your illness to act like a hooligan? You give me Let go."
"Don't make trouble." The man coaxed and patted her head gently with his big hand. His voice was low and hoarse: "Let me sleep for a while."
If Ling Sheng hadn't taken into consideration that he was a patient now and the doctor had said that he was seriously ill, he would have been rude to him long ago.
Why did the bastard touch her? She knew she shouldn't sympathize with him, and she shouldn't be soft-hearted and stay!
Seeing that she was finally honest, the man's voice became lower and hoarse, with a hint of pleasure in his gentleness, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment: "Be good."
Ling Sheng gritted her teeth fiercely: Get out!
In the direction of the bedroom door, Li Chengqi saw a man and a woman on the bed, finally pressed together. Their eyes were filled with excitement and they were moved to tears.
Great!
Good job Third Master, he is a man! That’s it!
Damn, he is such a genius!
Xu Xi stood behind him and couldn't help but look inside. After just one glance, he covered Li Chengqi's eyes and dragged him back.
Li Chengqi grinded his teeth angrily and lowered his voice and cursed: "Aren't you a gentleman when you step on the horse? You are a gentleman. If you have the guts, don't peek. You peeked just now. Do you think I don't know?"
Xu Xi's face turned red to the tips of her ears: "That's nonsense, I didn't read it."
"Didn't you see?" Li Chengqi's eyes were released by him. He was strangling him, but it did not affect his normal performance. He tilted his head back and just met his eyes. With his slender white fingers, he suddenly twisted He touched his earlobe with an ambiguous smile: "Oh, I didn't look at it, my ears are all red."
Believe it or not!
After seeing it, I openly said that after seeing it, I am still a gentleman, not a hypocrite!
Xu Xi's ears were definitely the most sensitive part of her body. Being touched so suddenly by someone made her blood rush to the top of her head, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.
Damn, this bastard's hands are so soft. Why didn't he know before that his hands were so soft and tender, just like a girl's
"Let go." Li Chengqi stared at him angrily, his eyes filled with fire: "If you don't let go, I will be rude to you!"
Xu Xi didn't know what happened to him, so he let go of his hand as if he was being electrocuted. When he saw the scoundrel in front of him, he rolled on the ground. He sat up straight and looked at him mockingly. He raised one corner of his lips and smiled.
"Xu Xi, like you, you will never be able to find a wife in your life." Li Chengqi sighed and shook his head with disdain, and rolled his eyes at him: "You don't know how to cherish a woman's beauty."
Xu Xi didn't yell out what he said about riding on a horse, but when his eyes glanced at him, he was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, he didn't know whether it was his imagination, the lighting was too ambiguous, or the bastard in front of him was too delicate and delicate, but his heart suddenly skipped half a beat.
grass!
crazy!
He must be blind now!
In front of a shameless and shameless man, a grown man, how can he be so charming on a horse!
The two people outside the bedroom have been fighting for eight hundred rounds.
A man and a woman were sleeping in each other's arms in the bedroom.
Jun Shiyan was already asleep and breathing very steadily.
Ling Sheng was tightly wrapped in his arms and couldn't move. She wanted to use brute force to leave, but when she saw the needle stuck on the back of the man's hand, she was afraid that if she moved, she would get blood, so she didn't dare to move.
The man's breath was no longer so hot.
The man's chin rested on her shoulder, and his face was almost buried in her neck.
Ling Sheng could clearly feel the man's slightly hot body temperature and his long and steady breathing. His heart suddenly calmed down, and he was tired from the tossing, so he slowly closed his eyes.
When Li Chengqi quietly came in to remove the needle, he saw a man and a woman hugging each other, smiling ambiguously and proudly. After removing the needle and packing away the things, he turned around and covered them both with quilts.
Take a look, take a good look, he is the best personal assistant. If Mr. San doesn’t use him from now on, he will be sorry for his good intentions!
The night is very quiet, and you can vaguely hear the patter of rain outside. It is the most suitable weather for sleeping.
In the bedroom, a night light beside the bed exudes a warm orange light, warm and soft, and the air seems to become warm.
Jun Shiyan frowned slightly, his narrow eyes were so warm that he could drown in water. He looked at the little woman breathing steadily in his arms and tightened his arms.
The little woman in his arms seemed to feel uncomfortable. She frowned in her sleep, twisted her soft little body, and then relaxed a little.
He didn't know why he lied to her to come here. He only knew that if he couldn't see her again, he would go crazy.
He thought he would never know what love was like, and he never thought he would fall in love with a woman until she appeared.
He never expected that in less than half a month, this irresponsible damn woman in front of him would steal his heart and affect all his emotions.
When he saw her, his whole heart was filled with the way she looked. Even the way she was angry and resentful, staring at him, he thought was cute.
When he couldn't see her, his eyes and heart were filled with her shadow, and his whole brain was forcibly occupied by her. He was tired of this feeling.
He wanted to tear her out of his heart, but no matter how hard he tried, she was like a curse that was hanging around him, and every touch caused pain like gouging out the heart and flesh.
He didn't know that the word love could torture people's minds so much. He also didn't know that longing could really turn into a disease and become a demon.
I started at least one chapter early. I am a diligent person. I hope I won’t be blocked, Amitabha!
I'll try to update the remaining chapter in the afternoon. Hey, please give me a vote.
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