Chapter 818

Li Qinian stood straight and led the way in front: "come in."

Jiang Wang followed her and closed the door.

She blew her hair tonight and put the hair dryer in her bedroom. When she put her hand on the door handle, Li Qinian suddenly thought of something and raised her arm.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Wang noticed her pause.

Li Qinian lowered his eyes: "... No, I suddenly forgot where the hair dryer is. You go to the sofa for me?"

Jiang Wang didn't doubt her and turned to the living room. Li Qinian rushed to the big bed, took out the bra and breast in the quilt, stuffed it into one side of the wardrobe and hid it in the interlayer of several shirts.

Just after this action, footsteps came from behind.

"I've seen all the living rooms, but I haven't."

Jiang Wang looked at the young man squatting in front of the wardrobe and looked puzzled.

Li Qinian pretended to look in the room: "it may be in the bedroom. I'll look... Ah, it's here."

She took out the hair dryer from the quilt and handed it to Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang plugged in the plug, but there was no next action. He turned his head and looked at the tightly wrapped teenager with gentle eyes:

"Mr. neighbor, would you mind doing me a favor?"

Li Qinian certainly wants to show his gentlemanly demeanor: "it's a great honor."

She turned on the hair dryer and carefully blew her hair for Jiang.

Brother Wang is really... Even a hair is beautiful.

Her eyes were burning, and she appreciated Jiang Wang's beauty openly.

"Yes."

It was only half blown, but Jiang Wang suddenly stopped.

Li Qinian puzzled and turned off the hair dryer: "there's still a little bit that hasn't been dried."

Jiang Wang grabbed the hair dryer from her hand and threw it by the bed: "no need."

They sat next to each other by the bed, and Li Qinian looked at him puzzled.

Jiang Wang looked pale, but Li Qinian noticed that his jaw was a little tight.

"Let's go to the living room and watch TV?"

Lonely men and women sitting in bed always feel not very exciting.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to lift a corner of the quilt on Jiang Wang's leg, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, her hand was suddenly pressed and held down, preventing her next action.

"Don't move."

Jiang's voice line is a little tight.

Li Qinian: "......"

Through the thin air conditioning quilt, she felt the warmth, hardness and things under her hands. She blinked her eyes dully, her eyes were absent, and her soul opened like an out of body:

"... oh."

Who is she? Where is she? What did she touch?

Jiang Wu felt her soft palm and her chest was reddish:

"... let go, don't hold."

His voice seemed to suppress something.

Li Qinian instinctively opened her five fingers, but found that the big hand on the back of her hand had not been moved, and her soul was still wandering outside her body. Her voice was in a trance and said:

"... you didn't let me go."

Jiang Wang's back is straight and upright, and he doesn't look very smart:

"... Oh, it should be me."

He loosened his five fingers holding Li Qinian and closed his thin lips in a straight line.

The quilt suddenly became hot. Li Qinian suddenly retracted his arm and coughed his throat:

"Cough... Are you thirsty?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll pour you a glass of water."

Li Qinian found an excuse for himself and rushed to the kitchen as soon as he lifted his feet.

Running to the kitchen, she poured herself a full glass of ice water and poured it down her throat.

Ice water into the belly, blood boiling brain instantly wake up a lot.

She stared at her right hand, her curled eyelashes fanned slowly, patted her cheeks hard, and tried to calm herself.