A voice suddenly sounded overhead, but Yan Qiqi didn't lift his head.
Just now she estimated and calculated the hour. Hao lianche should wake up.
Her hand was still placed in Hao lianche's Dantian, but she didn't move it when she heard the speech, but her wrist worked hard, her fingers added some strength, and then pressed it hard. Her voice was faint, "don't you see? I'm insulting you. "
Yan Qiqi's heart sank slightly when he said the nonsense that only disciples would say.
A pair of willow eyebrows frowned and stood up, feeling unimaginable. No, it was clear that the silkworm moth revolved around him just now. Why did she probe around with her hand and find nothing, nothing different.
Did the silkworm moth also make a mistake?
At that time, she was upset to find the reason. Hao lianche had no eyes to see. Naturally, she had no good words for him.
According to Yan Qiqi's idea at the moment, she only felt that Hao lianche's question was inexplicable.
For example, it's like those girls who are doing welcome and send business in the brothel. The patrons take off their clothes and are ready to go to bed, but the girl still tightly covers her clothes, knowingly asks, pretends to be shy and asks what the other party wants to do.
Do you want to be cheap and sell well?
Her medical skill is not bad. She presses his Dantian acupoint again, and doesn't open her pants to insult him. Hao lianche's medical skill is several times stronger than her. What's the reason why he can wake up and why her hand is here? Doesn't he count in his heart?
Hao lianche probably didn't expect Yan Qiqi to talk to him in this "flirting" tone. He didn't react for a moment.
Such a short stupidity made him miss the opportunity.
Because of his strength, Yan Qiqi unconsciously slid his thin fingers like cutting onion roots around his waist, which made his abdomen numb. That feeling went up from the back of his waist and spine, and then there was a crisp itching feeling from the back of his head to all parts of his body, like ants biting, and his breathing began to be heavy.
The body shook unconsciously.
Hao lianche's eyes sank. From below, she could just see her focus on exploring the cause for herself. There seemed to be a little scarlet in her eyes.
Yan Qiqi didn't look at him. Instead, he thought he had grasped Hao lianche with this short sentence.
But before she could be happy, she was suddenly held by someone, and then a whirl of heaven and earth. She was suddenly pressed by Hao lianche!
It was so fast that she didn't have time to respond.
In the panic, her eyes met Hao lianche's eyes.
Probably because the high fever had just subsided. She always felt that Hao lianche's peach eyes were a bit more twisted than usual. At first glance, she even showed a bit of evil.
His eyes were airtight, deep as black jade, with a faint cold light, like a lone wolf on a full moon night. He raised a thin smile around his mouth and looked at her with burning eyes. They were too close. Yan Qiqi could even smell the faint fragrance on him except for liquor.
His sight was too hot, and the dark color at the bottom of his eyes overflowed bit by bit, like a slowly expanding vortex, which made her involuntarily indulge in it.
She felt that she had become soft and weak. She wanted to move but couldn't move.
The person in front of her seemed to be dizzy across a layer of fog. Her body continued to sink and sink. A small voice at the bottom of her heart told her to get up quickly. At that moment, her senses didn't know what was going on. There was a moment of Qingming. Yan Qiqi's heart was filled with panic. She wanted to get up at the moment, but she didn't wait for her next move, In the dark, a familiar and strange breath completely enveloped her
Her lips were blocked by Hao lianche.
Perhaps it was the color that made him dizzy, or Xiao had thought for a long time. There was a small gap in the emotion that had been completely suppressed by will power before. Those hot and dry emotions gushed out and couldn't be suppressed, or because he didn't want to let her go again. Hao lianche looked at the countless faces in his dream and finally bowed his head and kissed her.
Her lips are softer than she thought.
It is also sweeter than any kind of cake you have tasted.
Soft, smooth, tender
Such as the first season of tea picked in the beginning of spring, the entrance is mellow; Like the fresh dew on the lotus leaves in summer, it tastes sweet; Like a ripe grape in autumn, the juice is delicious and sweet; Like a cup of hot cheese tea in winter, it is refreshing.
He wanted to taste it, but the more he looked inside, the more reluctant he was to let go and wanted more.
Hao lianche held Yan Qiqi's hand and intertwined her ten fingers. The rubbing on his lips turned into deep feeling, and his breathing began to become heavy.
Although Yan Qiqi was usually smart, her brain turned into a paste at the moment. Her first reaction was to get up, but Hao lianche was a powerful man even if she had just recovered from the disease. Her petite body couldn't get him at all.
What's more, he bowed his head and kissed, which stunned her to the ground, held her breath, widened her eyes, and looked at him like a monster.
God knows to return, her first kiss is gone
Hao lianche kissed intently, closed his eyes and looked full of enjoyment. Yan Qiqi felt a burst of tinnitus, as if thousands of fireworks had been blown up in his brain, his hands and feet were soft, and he looked completely numb.
She watched a lot of small movies, but it's the first time to really apply theory to practice, and it's still passive!
According to the popular words of her in modern life, she is a "mouth gun". She can only play with her mouth. If she really meets someone who wants to "practice", she will be the first to flee.
In modern times, she has lived for 25 years. She is still single, not to mention kissing. She is busy saving lives in the hospital all day. She has no time to fall in love and hold hands!
Therefore, although she said every time that she had seen no 1000 or 500 naked men, it was really the first time for a big girl to go to the sedan chair.
Hao lianche looked at Yan Qiqi, who was as numb as a chicken. He was in a good mood and coaxed in a low voice. "Qiqi is good. Close your eyes."