As soon as his tongue touched him, Zhao Siqing hurriedly shrank back and stammered away from his lips: "OK All right... "
Huo Jingchen refused to give up, holding her hands on the back of her head, and bowed his head to deepen the kiss.
Zhao Siqing's face was red and his body was soft. It was not long before Huo Jingchen slowly let go of her and kissed her neck. "Is it comfortable?" he whispered
Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes drooped slightly. She wanted to find a place to sew them in.
Huo Jingchen is fond of teasing her. When she doesn't make a sound, she gently picks up her jaw voice: "if you don't speak, you will talk."
Zhao Siqing answered twice in a red ear, and blushed between his cold brows: "Huo Huo Jingchen, don't go too far. "
Huo Jingchen's handsome face slightly rubbed against her. Zhao Siqing only felt that his stubble scraped people, so he had to hide behind.
Huo Jingchen didn't touch her any more, but he couldn't bear it any more.
Eyes leap over the woman in front of her and fall on the mirror behind her.
Huo Jingchen frowned and pulled a wet paper towel to rub his handsome face.
Zhao Siqing's eyes swept over his strong body, and he could feel the hot temperature of his chest.
She took back her eyes unnaturally, slipped down the pool and turned to go back to the bedroom.
However, Huo Jingchen kicked the door and refused to let her go.
"What are you doing?" The narrow and closed space made Zhao Siqing look at him uneasily.
Huo Jingchen threw away the paper towel in his hand and put the handsome face that was too beautiful together: "either wash it for me, or lick it for me, choose it by yourself."
Zhao Siqing looks at him with a red face, speechless, ashamed and annoyed.
She hasn't seen anyone speak so freely since she lived for more than 20 years.
"Hurry up." Huo Jingchen is wringing his brow to urge him. The colorful face in the mirror makes him feel like a mentally retarded man.
Zhao Siqing can't help but wet the towel with his red face, wipe his face with his back against the pool, squeeze some cleanser, and put it on his face with his head up.
's soft fingers were frothy in his face, and his ears were red and his eyes were serious and gentle.
Huo Jingchen looked at her and couldn't help thinking.
If only it could last a lifetime.
*After a noisy morning, Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen decided to go to Luming mountain together.
Luming mountain is a famous mountain in the region. It is said that the Luming temple on the top of the mountain is a place for many people to pray for their offspring.
At that time, she did not lead Chen Shixiong here only by fraud, but also by hearsay about the wise monk.
But because he is a hermit, he is not easy to see.
So it's not clear whether the rumor is true or not.
It's a long way up the mountain, because it's still early, so there's a cable car to get there.
Huo Jingchen bought two tickets, and Zhao Siqing began to line up and wait for the cable car. Tang Zhi followed up automatically.
Before getting on the train, the ticket inspector stopped Tang Ji and said, "Sir, please show me your cable car ticket..."
Tang Zhi was stunned for a few seconds and looked at Huo Jingchen and said, "I am with them."
The ticket inspector turned to Huo Jingchen, who had a deep vision and a deep voice: "we don't know each other."
"No, President..."
Tang Zhi looks at Huo Jingchen's head and gets on the cable car. He looks silly.
What's his point