Chapter 94

Inkstone when seven seems to be the tone of love by men ironed decadent tired, in his burning line of sight sat up, slender legs folded in the side of the body, hands supporting the bed, eyes embedded in a clear water, clear mouth: "how to pick me up tonight?"

"I'm not going to Quancheng tomorrow. I should see you before I leave."

The man's voice is low alcohol and gentle, looking at her eyes, the warm light reflects each other's figure.

At this time, his heart read a move, some impulse bent over, picked up her soft face, in her lips fell a deep kiss.

This kiss, fierce, atmosphere, a little out of control.

Outside the window is the lovely dusk of the cloudy moon, and beside the bed is his loving embrace and deep kiss.

For a long time, the man breathing slightly heavy let her go, deep eyes like the pool of ink jade, surging with the dark awn.

His eyes stopped on the lip of inkstone Shiqi. It was gorgeous, slightly swollen and charming.

Then there was a tacit silence.

Inkstone when seven pursed the corner of the lips, nose full of man's strong sweet breath.

Her face was flushed, her eyelashes drooped, her fingertips fiddled with the edge of the bed from time to time, and her heart beat like a drum.

Qin Baiyu catches her small movements. It seems that when she is nervous, she will unconsciously make such moves.

He pressed down the dryness of his heart and said: "did you have dinner in the evening?"

After he asked, Yan Shiqi shook his head: "no, I've been recording. I don't have time."

"Take a bath and go downstairs for dinner later."

When the man spoke, he pushed the hair in her ear to the back, pinched her soft face, and got up and went out of the door.

Yan Shiqi looked at his broad back until the door was closed. Then he bent his knees slowly, put his hands around his ankles, put his chin on his knees, and bent his lips. Inadvertently, he thought of the deep kiss he had just had.

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Half an hour later, Yan Shiqi came out of the bath and saw a brand-new Nightgown on the bedside table. The water blue silk fabric, knee length, is just comfortable to wear in the current season.

After changing her nightdress, she simply wiped her hair and went downstairs with her slippers.

In the kitchen, Qin Baiyu sat at one side of the dining table, half a cigarette in her hand, and seemed to be busy with her iPad.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned off the screen and saw her wet hair, frowning slightly, "didn't you blow your hair?"

Inkstone when seven don't care about rubbing ear side, "didn't blow, a while dry."

In fact, she was hungry and didn't want to waste time.

The man, noncommittal, put the iPad aside and said, "come and have dinner first."

On the table, there is a bowl of simple porridge, and a stir fried bamboo shoots, light and nutritious.

When Yan Shiqi sat down, he took a spoon and drank a mouthful of porridge. It was not tasteless. There were vegetables and a bamboo shoot in it. It was crisp and tasteful.

She chewed, swallowed and asked, "did you make these?"

The man leaned against the back of the chair. The cigarette at his fingertips had been pinched out. He nodded slightly and his eyes were warm. "Well, does it taste good?"

"Together! It's a special match

Inkstone when seven holding the spoon's hand, very serious to the man's thumbs up, on the face of a school and Rongyan appearance.

How excellent!

After dinner, it was nearly eleven o'clock in the night.

Inkstone when the seven stand waist, rubbing the stomach, eat satisfied and comfortable.

Qin Baiyu was not there. When she was about to finish eating, she went upstairs with her iPad.

She thought it might be business.

Yan Shiqi scratched her face and got up to clean up the dishes. She finished bamboo shoots and porridge. She planned to wash the dishes.

Just put the bowl and chopsticks into the sink, the man who has gone back and forth has already stood at the kitchen door and said, "put it, sister-in-law Lin will clean it up tomorrow. Come and sit down and blow dry your hair. "