Although it's only one floor and the lights are still on, Huang Qingwu is also afraid.

She did not understand that she was so afraid, where the strength came to find clothes for Han Yichu.

Han Yichu has been a little distracted in the bathroom, but he hasn't recovered.

He was still in the throb, his heart beating.

He could feel that the tilt dance didn't repel him, didn't let him close any more.

This is enough, as long as he can appear in her side, this time, he will love her, for him to love to chase.

Han Yichu thought in a trance.

If he comes back, he will realize that Qingwu is so afraid that he can't let her go upstairs.

In that case, he would never let him leave the room.

But the key point is that if Han Yichu is capable again, he will be in a trance and neglect things in love.

So when a thunder suddenly exploded, "boom" seems to be in the ear.

Huang Qing dance just came near the living room, feeling the thunder in her ear, she yelled "ah".

Because the floor was wet and slippery, she slipped directly to the ground, and her brain was shocked.

Han Yichu heard the cry of Huangqing dance, and he couldn't care about anything. He instinctively ran in the direction of Huangqing dance.

"Tilt dance, tilt dance, what's the matter with you? How are you doing? "

Huang Qing was held up in a daze.

There is a trace of grievance in her eyes. When she opens her eyes to see Han Yichu's appearance clearly, she has a kind of dazzling feeling.

The temptation of wet body, this man no longer stimulates people's vision all the time, charming soul.

Huang Qing dance at this moment, only feel extremely fragile heart, eyes with a moist light.

This kind of her, let Han Yichu's heart palpitation of fierce, in the heart of the softest place as if to be poked.

He just wanted to hurt her.

Can't help it, Han Yichu bowed his head to kiss the lips, slowly tasting, eyes more and more dark.

Huang Qingwu feels surrounded by a burning breath. She is in a trance and wants to break free, but she doesn't know how to do it.

This kind of breath also seems to let her familiar, let her greedy.

What Huang Qing dance doesn't know is that sometimes people's memory is gone, but the feeling is still there.

She has always had a feeling for Han Yichu.

Han Yichu is more and more tightly holding the imperial dance, and wants more and more. Once there is a breakthrough in his depressed emotion, he can't control it.

All of a sudden, there was a thunder, "boom..."

Huang Qing danced back to himself, "Oh, don't..."

She pushed Han Yichu away.

Han Yichu felt that it was really fatal to let go of Huangqing dance at this time.

But when he felt the tears of Huang Qing dance, he was shocked and let go of Huang Qing dance.

Huang Qingwu stood up and gave his clothes to Han Yichu in a hurry. "Go and change your clothes."

She put her head aside to avoid the embarrassment.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here with you. Don't worry. If you don't want to, I won't do anything."

When Han Yichu returned to the bathroom, Huang Qingwu covered his heart and gasped.

Just now her heart was really about to jump out of her throat, just that kind of feeling was too strong, the palpitation was severe.

But how? How could she feel this way about a man she'd only met a few times?

Although he is very good-looking.

And now she feels that the lips are still hot, and her face is hot.

She just did not dare to see Han Yichu's look, for fear that he would see his own unnatural.