Chapter 226

When the cold naked upper body, height legs long three two steps came to the bedside, cold staring at Zishi.

That seems to be a sign that Zishi is really cold, but Zishi pretends not to see it. His round head rubs against song Qinghuan.

When the cold eyes slightly a Leng, stretch the son from the bed to lift up, and then stay on the ground.

Zishi turned a circle on the ground and stood by the bed reluctantly. It seemed that he was reluctant to do so.

Song Qinghuan was suddenly embarrassed and shy, but also upset.

She held her breath, her white cheeks were red, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she looked up, she kept warm: "or I'll go outside and play with Zishi again

Shi Yuhan looked at him with drooping eyes. His momentum was like a king in the world. His deep eyes were under the light, and they were like gods and demons.

He didn't pay attention to song Qinghuan. He just turned his eyes and looked at Zishi.

Eyes slightly narrowed, flashing cold sharp light, Zishi this time no longer nostalgia, but twisted buttock left.

The moment the door closed, song Qinghuan suddenly felt a little thirsty.

She stood up from the bed, a little hesitant.

Still some don't want to, this white dry, wake up and cold together to sleep.

"That..." She raised her hand uneasily and waved it in the air.

Then he pointed out to the outside and wanted to say that I would go out to play with Zishi again

But shiyuhan didn't give her any chance to speak.

With an extension of her arm, she gently embraces her waist. Her cool and beautiful fingers pinch her chin and lift it slightly.

Then, his thin, cool and sexy lips pressed down, gently kissing, tossing and turning, and his tongue pushed in strongly.

"Well Well, um... " Song Qinghuan was stunned, blinked twice, and then spilled a few words of exhortation from his mouth.

The deep and lingering kisses make song Qinghuan uncontrollably confused.

Subconsciously, she raised her hand to push him away.

As soon as her fingers touched his hot skin, she took back the electric shock, clenched his pants, and pushed him hard.

When the cold hugged her hard on the body, the body slightly forward, pressure on her lying on the bed.

Song Qinghuan's heart was tight at this moment, and his thin body was twisting. He resisted because of fear: "don't..."

She refused him with both hands, but at the same time she had some vague expectation.

Such contradictory psychology made song Qinghuan feel at a loss.

She hated herself and the two ends of soul and brain under different control. It seemed that reason and feeling were struggling, which made people very embarrassed.

Gently thin a word, also don't know is to hear haven't heard, will her push away hands together grasp to the top of the head.

He kisses deeper and heavier, and his hand goes into her pajamas to touch her petite fullness

The air is full of ambiguous factors, watching a desire to touch hair.

Just at this time, the cold phone suddenly rang.

He gasped, raised his eyes and looked at her, breathing thin heat, eyes dark and deep, as if to see through her.

Song Qinghuan was born again, panting with his breath.

She was terrified, as if it was not herself when she was confused.

She bit her lips and stared at her cold eyes. In her eyes, she saw that her face was not generally red.

PS: four more chapters, less sleep, wake up. Finally announced the day before yesterday and yesterday's lucky baby: used to have you I and match you just.. )