Chapter 3230

The young man's cold white fingertips like porcelain and jade gently clicked on the table. He was lazy and cold. He looked like a proud young master, but he was dangerous and dark for no reason. He straightened up and was tall, neither cold nor cold.

Qiao Zhuxing coughed gently, looked at ran Bai and just wanted to say something.

Who knows, the voice of qingjue bewitching fell first, which was very pleasant to listen to, with a smile of evil bewitching, a little frivolous and calm.

"Follow me." Qi Yun smiled and looked at the person in front of him. His eyes were dark and his meaning was unknown. He stretched out his hand to ranbai and sent out a romantic invitation. His leisurely tone was very like a blood sucking aristocrat. The elegant and cold darkness bewitched girls in the world.

"OK." the girl paused for a second and looked at the figure of the God residence close in front of her and the white fingers of the young man stretched out in the air. She smiled and put her fingertips on the young man's hands. The black leather coat was lined with a wanton temperament, like a soul catching goblin: "sir."

Qiao Zhuxing: "

His face twisted slightly.

This Mr. Song is really arrogant.

"In that case..." Qiao Zhuxing smiled without anger, becoming more gentle and treacherous: "jiunai, arrange the room."

The robot boy who has been standing outside always stands there without any superfluous expression. It seems to be a dead and dry cold pool. The angel like delicate and beautiful face is translucent and pale, like snow.

There was no response for a while.

It's like a crash.

Joe Zhu Xing couldn't help looking.

But in the next second, I heard jiunai's cold voice without desire, as if with a bit of mechanical sense, "yes."

Jiunai stood at the door and made a gesture of invitation, politely indifferent: "please follow me."

Qi Yun half narrowed Ling's narrow eyes. There was a light ice blue in the bottom of his eyes, which was not easy to detect. He was filled with light blue light. He was not in any mood. He just untied the button of the black windbreaker and reflected half of the cold light.

Took off the windbreaker and put it directly on the dyed white body. Then he was very slow and obedient. He buttoned the girl in turn with low eyes, covering the white and beautiful waist line.

As he made such an action, it seemed that the sharp of evil craftsmen inadvertently brought out a bit of aristocratic tenderness, which was more like the moment when the devil spread his wings and smiled, silently leading people to sink.

On the windbreaker, there is still the unique clean and light fragrance of the youth. It is clear and smells good. It is stained with the smell of mint tobacco, and it is cold and quiet.

Dyed white paused slightly, immediately leaned against the young man's ear and said with a smile, "maybe it would be better for Mr. to take me back."

Every word is exciting.

Qiyun's chip was getting hot, and the temperature on his ear was also very hot. He couldn't calm down until the girl left. He stood in place for a moment.

Flirting with the beauty, dyed white, was in a good mood. She walked forward, her eyebrows and eyes curved like a rose in the breeze, and looked at the young man standing in place, "Sir, don't you go yet."

That's too bad.

It would be more pleasant to take off the mask.

Qiyun's long eyelashes dropped an attractive radian and quietly looked at dyed white. There was an imperceptible emotion in his eyes. The end of his eyes outlined a cold and demon governance radian, "go."

He answered calmly. His long legs were straight and walked forward until he came to the girl. His eyes seemed to be a little delicate and dangerous, and the bottom was elusive. In the next second, he suddenly made an action with elegance and dignity.

"Didn't you agree to hold you?" Qi Yun easily bent over, with a beautiful breath, abstinence, a bit of noble and evil fawning. His slender and perfect fingers bypassed the girl's legs and directly held people up one by one. His action was affectionate and romantic, like a bewitching devil. His thin lips whispered in the girl's ear, wild and reckless, "how can he go first."

This sudden movement and instant flight, dyed white fingers on the young man's cold and beautiful shoulder line, and eyelashes blink slightly.

Tut.

A flirt overturned the car.

However, ranbai didn't mind and didn't bother to go by himself. He said calmly, "please take me away."

Qiyun looked at her with his eyes down inexplicably. He held the girl in his arms like a cat in his arms. His voice was very low. Only ranbai could hear it and smiled: "as you wish."

Qiyun calmly walked out of the box and nodded to the young man. He was very cold: "please lead the way."

Jiunai didn't take another look and went straight ahead.

The girl was slim, and the black windbreaker looked particularly broad and loose on her. She looked at the figure close at hand, and was sorry for herself if she didn't do anything. She supported the youth shoulder line, and her eyes hung indifferently to cover the gentle eyes. The thin and beautiful lip flap suddenly bit Qiyun's clavicle like a prank.

Not heavy strength, subtle shudder, but let the pace of the young people walking forward calmly, no longer calm sense of rhythm.

The dim light in the corridor, the girl's hazy eyebrows and eyes.

"What's the matter?" ran Bai tilted her head and smiled as if she hadn't done anything: "go."

Qiyun glanced at her, her eyes were deep, hugged the man in her arms and walked forward.

The girl's weight is very light. She is light in her arms. She has no weight at all. It's wonderful.

Dyed snow white tiger teeth slightly against the youth's delicate jade clavicle, grinding, leaving a small tooth mark, harsh and silent.

Qi Yun remained silent and allowed the girl's actions. The ice blue in her eyes was full-bodied, and her pace was still calm and indifferent, but her breathing lost its frequency and was no longer cold.

He clasped the girl's waist and slightly used his strength with his fingertips.

"Mr. Song, please rest here tonight." jiunai stopped outside a room. He slightly staggered his eyes and looked at Qi Yun. His gray glazed eyes stared at the snow-white wall behind the youth. "If there's anything you can call me, I'll go first. Mr. Song was tired and rested early."

After mechanically saying a long paragraph, there was a sense of business procedure. There was no pause during the period, and there was no emotion in the tone. Without waiting for the youth to respond, the youth left directly, with a slight pace. He was a little lonely in the dim light of the corridor, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Qi Yun approached the room, then closed the door with his backhand, looked at the girl silently, then pressed the man directly on the door panel and kissed him.

Fierce and gentle.

His hands clasped the girl's waist, very thin, as if it would be cut off with a little strength. The black leather coat and snow-white skin set off an extra desire.

Qiyun's eyes were dark and aggressive and dangerous.

Ranbai gave a low smile. She whispered, "sir." she smiled and said, "explain?"