Chapter 833

Qu Chengze said, his heartbeat couldn't help pounding.

He is not the kind of lengtouqing who doesn't understand anything, but I don't know why. At the moment, in front of Su Qinghuan, he just feels that he has become a silly boy who doesn't dare to make anything rashly.

Afraid of abrupt beauty.

And unwilling to leave directly.

……

"Oh, do you want to apply it on my waist? In fact, I was bitten by mosquitoes on my back."

Su Qinghuan seemed unaware of the change in the man's mood at the moment. She turned her head with a smile.

In an instant, the gorgeous face turned around and was almost only a few inches away from Qu Chengze.

Four eyes are opposite, breathing and smelling.

Looking at the dark and shining Phoenix eyes, Qu Chengze only felt that he was almost driven crazy. It happened that the enchanting Banshee in front of him didn't feel anything.

"This silk nightdress actually has an invisible zipper. You can see it when you turn your head."

Su Qinghuan turned her head again casually, half lying on the velvet sofa like a lazy puppet cat.

The pure white VELVET SOFA, her pure black silk skirt is so conspicuous, especially the woman's plain white feet on the sofa. The texture is even more eye-catching than the pure white velvet sofa.

……

Qu Chengze already felt that his self-control was limited, not to mention that he heard Su Qinghuan say such words at the moment.

For a moment, Qu Chengze doubted whether Su Qinghuan had deliberately tested himself.

But Qu Chengze subconsciously denied it.

Because no one knows better than him what Su Qinghuan chose to group with himself.

——She wants to be angry with Chu Bai, and his purpose belongs to another.

……

In an instant, a confused feeling rushed into Qu Chengze's heart. He couldn't wait to stretch out his hand, even a little delayed.

Su Qinghuan turned her head in surprise. Obviously, she didn't expect Qu Chengze to have stage fright at this time. She raised her eyebrows in doubt.

"What's the matter?"

"... no, nothing."

Qu Chengze's voice.

His eyes were dim, and the aggressive and oppressive body of a young man was slightly pressed down. From this perspective, the shadow cast by his tall body almost wrapped all the delicate girls on the sofa.

The lights in the room flickered, and Qu Chengze saw Su Qinghuan under his own reflection. Because of this picture, his heart was inexplicably sweet, and his desire for possession was full.

He took a deep breath and managed to calm his disordered breathing. Along the direction Su Qinghuan had pointed to, he soon saw what Su Qinghuan said about the invisible zipper.

When the man's hand touched the zipper head, he subconsciously asked one more question.

"Sister Qinghuan, why do you believe me so much?"

With the man's confused and hoarse voice, the zipper opened upward, revealing the woman's plain snow back.

But there are some tiny mosquito bags on it, a poor red.

……

Looking at the red that shouldn't have existed on the woman's snow back, the young man's beautiful peach eyes subconsciously flashed a dark awn.

——Inexplicably, men began to envy the mosquitoes flying under the overpass.

How wonderful it would be if he, not them, left these marks on the woman's back.

……

As soon as the idea appeared, Qu Chengze was stunned.

It's just that the young man hasn't figured out his feelings for Su Qinghuan yet. He has been obsessed with Ling Xianer for too long and hasn't thought about what kind of emotion he likes.

On the contrary, he attributed his abnormality at the moment to men's natural heart for women.

But that's right. If Su Qinghuan was so fat and ugly that he couldn't bear to see it, he was afraid that Qu Chengze would have fled long ago. Where would he stop here and be terrified.

……

When the young man was in a trance, Su Qinghuan's cold voice suddenly woke him up.

"Chengze, are you a bad man?"

The woman's voice is very good, especially at the moment, there are only two of them in the room, as if there were a shallow echo, hanging on the tip of the youth's heart, with an unspeakable ripple shaking.

"Well, I'm just kidding, but sister Qinghuan, don't let other men into your room at will in the future. It's too dangerous."

Other men

Tut.

These four meaningful words obviously exclude Qu Chengze himself.

Su Qinghuan suddenly felt that Qu Chengze was very ridiculous.

However, she was not stupid and sweet. If Qu Chengze was not the target of her strategy, she would not be bothered to give this kind of slag three colors.

……

Because he didn't want Su Qinghuan to belittle himself, Qu Chengze tried his best to carry the model of an upright man. Only when his hand touched Su Qinghuan's back, he subconsciously breathed heavily.

The man's finger abdomen was smeared with cooling oil and applied a little bit to the place where Su Qinghuan was bitten by mosquitoes.

He had never seen a woman as delicate as Su Qinghuan.

Obviously, there were few people passing under the bridge that day, but Su Qinghuan must have been bitten by mosquitoes.

……

"Sister Qinghuan, your physique is a little too miserable."

Qu Chengze tried his best to talk to Su Qinghuan normally in order to dispel those reveries in his heart.

Su Qing smiled and bent on the sofa, and make complaints about it.

"It's miserable. Generally, after I've been bitten by mosquitoes, this impression won't disappear in three or five days. If I'm in a bad mood, I'm afraid it will take a month to completely go down."

“……”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Qu Chengze's eyes drifted slightly. He couldn't help being in a trance. If the mark left on Su Qinghuan's back and arm was him, I'm afraid it wouldn't disappear for several days?

……

This difficult process of applying medicine really tests people's reason.

When Qu Chengze was a little unbearable, Su Qinghuan arrived in time and quickly zipped up.

"Well, that's it. It's quite late. Chengze, it's hard for you today. Go back and have a rest early. Tomorrow we have to record the reality show of emperor amusement park!"

“……”

Although he had known that Su Qinghuan probably didn't mean to stay in his own house, it was really hard to be beaten back to hell from heaven with a stick. Qu Chengze's face changed several times in the twinkling of an eye.

He looked at Su Qinghuan a little stuffy.

"OK, sister Qinghuan, good night."

Seeing Qu Chengze's unhappy appearance, Su Qinghuan almost wanted to laugh, but she still stood up pretending to be concerned and put her hand on Qu Chengze's forehead.

"Chengze, why do you look so ugly? Are you sick?"

The girl's concerned voice fell into her ears. Because of the distance, as long as Qu Chengze lowered his head slightly, he could kiss the woman's Fei Li's lips.

Qu Chengze suddenly lost his mind and subconsciously wanted to bow his head