He's here. Why is it so sudden that she She's not even ready.
No, given her a lifetime, she could not be ready to face Bo Yanchen.
"Come here."
“……”
Leaf Qiao droops Mou to bite lip, do not want to be close to him, but think oneself already agreed to his trade, what does she take at the moment stubborn?
"I I'll change. "
It's too dangerous to dress like this.
The man's heavy pupil narrowed, his thin lips lifted, and repeated the two words again: "come here."
Tone does not see half of the impatience and dissatisfaction, on the contrary, it is a chilling indulgence, strange frightening.
In Ye Qiao's mind, this man is not a normal person. Who knows if he will get sick again, she still Be obedient.
Just that moving step, very slow, if you can, she would rather become a snail.
A few steps away, he just gives Ye Qiao the illusion of dozens of meters. Bo Yanchen looks at the appearance of the little woman moving small steps. The smile on the corner of his lips is deeper, but he does not urge or annoy him. Instead, he enjoys her performance at the moment.
Finally, she stood in front of him, close to each other.
Ye Qiao lowered his head and didn't look at the man's eyes directly. He felt that he was caught by a force between his wrists. The woman's eyes trembled. Before he could respond, he leaned toward his arms
Fall in the arms of men, touch that familiar and let her heart tremble, leaf Qiao just want to escape.
Probably that night Her fear of him was too deep for her to face the man calmly now.
"Don't move." Ear, is a warm breath, lingering around her, in the danger of a bit of bewitching.
His big warm palm was clasped around her waist, and his other hand raised her jaw, forcing her eyes to look at him only.
At this moment, four eyes looked at each other, the depth of his eyes, she could see clearly.
He understood the timidity in her eyes.
No change, nothing changed, wasted these years, he and she back to that moment.
"Little..."
Ye Qiao before a second also immersed in the man that can not see wear in the look, and hear him gently call out these two words, her mind was instantly pulled back.
Again.
The woman's pretty eyebrows frowned and whispered, "I'm not her."
It's her fault to disturb his missing the old man.
But he looked at her face and called other people's names, which was also disrespectful to her.
She thought that after she said that, the man would be angry, or, like the last night, he would force her
To Ye Qiao's surprise, Bo Yanchen, with a low smile, bowed his head and dropped a kiss between her forehead.
Then he took her and went to the big bed.
When the body touched the soft big bed, ye Qiao was nervous, a heart raised to the throat, and was afraid of what would happen.
Lips rolling kiss, so gentle, so careful.
Unlike the last abrupt and rude, Bo Yanchen now regards her as a treasure, for fear that she will have a little discomfort.
"Can you Wait a second? "
Finally, ye Qiao or timid, she knows this time to say this kind of words, the other side will not pay attention to.
But She was still in a fluke, trying to entreat him with this small face similar to his mouth.
Bo Yanchen's dark pupil reflects a touch of deep understanding. He sealed it with a kiss, blocking back all the words of women's entreaties