Chapter 334 kiss again

Zhao Siqing stared at his face for a long time, but he never had the courage to reach out again.

He was warm and warm in his arms, only holding her hand with amazing strength. It was so tough that Zhao Siqing even felt a little hurt. It was even more difficult to climb out.

After more than an hour, Huo Jingchen gradually woke up.

He looked at the little woman in his arms and said in a low voice, "I'm so good today. I'll give it up in the morning."

Zhao Siqing looked at his flowery face a little guilty and said softly, "good morning."

"Yes." Huo Jingchen answered lightly, thinking that she hadn't eaten much these two days, and planned to ask the hotel to deliver some breakfast.

When he got up, Zhao Siqing hurriedly got up and looked at him uneasily, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Huo Jingchen narrowed his eyes and stared at her eyes.

A few seconds later, he turned and went to the bathroom. As soon as he looked up, he saw the colorful face in the mirror. His eyes were cold and his face was livid.

"Zhao Siqing, come here!"

Listen to his voice, Zhao Siqing's legs are a little weak.

He slowly rubbed against the door of the bathroom, looked at the man with a naked and strong upper body, and pretended to be calm: "I I'm sleepwalking... "

The two words of sleepwalking come out without thinking, and then Zhao Siqing finds that this excuse is very useful.

Huo Jingchen is actually laughed by her gas, eyes color is deep, slowly way: "come here."

His voice was low and he was a little hoarse. Zhao Siqing moved into the bathroom slowly with fear.

As soon as he came near, Huo Jingchen pulled her over and pressed her on the pool. He sneered and said, "you are brave now."

Zhao Siqing can't be nervous. His fierce black eyes make his heart tremble.

Now it's too late to kneel down and call Dad

The line of sight passed his tall nose and fell on the thin, bright red lip.

Zhao Siqing licked the lip, put it together and printed it on his lips. In a soft voice, he said, "I'm wrong."

Huo Jingchen raised his eyebrows, his eyes dark.

Zhao Siqing slipped down the washing table to run, but Huo Jingchen fished her back with a long arm and whispered, "dear."

Zhao Siqing looks at him with a small red face and doesn't say a word. How can this person be such a rascal.

Huo Jingchen gently pasted her small face on the tip of his nose. His eyes were dark, and his voice was hoarse. "I didn't teach you how to kiss?"

When Zhao Siqing thought of the way he kissed her, his cheeks were burning.

Huo Jingchen encircles her waist with big hands. Seeing her still, he can't help but threaten in a low voice: "or I'll pick your pants and slap you."

Zhao Siqing was frightened by him and couldn't speak. His cold eyes looked at him mistily: "you..."

Huo Jingchen's heart was tickled by the kiss just now, and he gently coaxed: "darling, kiss again."

Zhao Siqing's throat is tight. He looks at the magnified handsome face in front of him, hesitates for a moment, puts his hand around his neck, raises his small face and drops the lip on his lip.

The heart is beating fast and the sound is like playing a drum.

The lips are close to each other, Zhao Siqing's breath is heavy, and his chest is slightly undulating.

After a pause, she bit his lip a little bit like him, and her soft tongue tentatively stretched out a little.

Her movements were raw and stiff, gentle and careful, with a touch of sweetness.

Huo Jingchen only felt the tickling of his heart, and there was a vicious fire along his abdomen. His spine was crispy and numb, which was almost explained here.