Chapter 220

Tang Qiao didn't look at him at night. He looked away and didn't return his lips.

Long Yuchen's slender fingers pinched her chin and forced her to look at him.

His long black eyes looked at her seriously and asked again: "really not ready?"

Tang Qiaowan's serious and hot eyes on him, some negative words can't be said.

She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, blushed, and whispered, "fake."

She spoke in such a low voice that she could hardly hear.

Even if long Yuchen didn't hear her voice, he could see what she said by looking at her lips.

His dark eyes dyed with a thick smile, once again bent over her lips.

Tang Qiaowan's delicate lips trembled and began to get nervous again.

Long Yuchen gently kisses her, her voice is low and hoarse to comfort her, "if you are afraid, hold me tight."

Tang Qiaowan smell speech, subconsciously raised a hand to embrace his neck.

Her misty eyes met long Yuchen's charming eyes. She gasped and asked, "Mr. long, that Then do you have something to do with me Well... "

"Yes." Long Yuchen bowed to her lips and said something.

Hearing this word, Tang Qiaowan's confused eyes were stained with a thick smile, and he hugged him tightly. He was no longer afraid and nervous at the bottom of his heart.

She closed her eyes again and responded shyly to his kiss.

Long Yuchen couldn't help holding her up, kissing her and striding out of the bathroom.

Put her on the bed, long Yuchen hot narrow eyes tightly looking at Tang Qiaowan, once again look serious asked: "are you sure you want to give yourself to me?"

He wanted to be sure again, because he didn't want her to regret it.

Even though he was nervous and afraid, Tang Qiaowan had made sure.

Her misty eyes seriously looked at long Yuchen, cherry red lips overflowed with shy words, "sure."

Long Yuchen's long, narrow and deep eyes flashed with moving light. He leaned over and gently kissed her on the lips

The indoor spring light is diffuse, the temperature is rising higher and higher, and the passionate and beautiful night begins.

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At noon, the rising sun, honey like golden sunlight through the silk floor curtains burst in, shining on long Yuchen's body, as if for him plated with a layer of golden halo, beautiful, dazzling, just like a noble king.

In particular, his beautiful and extraordinary face, with a deep and three-dimensional outline, is particularly frightening and charming under the sunlight.

Looking at him, Tang Qiaowan couldn't help being absent-minded and forgot to look away