Chapter 3161： Want a deeper **** (3)

He said, "I'll take a call. You can rest here and don't get out of bed."

Han Qiqing, "..."

Damn, why didn't everything go smoothly?

Han Yuexiu went out to answer the phone, leaving her alone in the bedroom.

Han Qiqing opened a gap in the bathrobe and aimed at his figure.

Is her figure not attractive enough?

So he can bear it?

Yes, it must be.

If only she had such a small devil figure.

Han Qiqing sighed.

Han Yuexiu made this call for a long time.

Han Qiqing has been waiting for him to come in, so he has to thank the flowers.

"brother……"

She could not help but called weakly.

She raised her ears, trying to tell if he was still on the phone.

What phone is going to talk for so long?

Still he was afraid that she would use any tricks, so he simply wouldn't come in.

Han Qiqing thought about it and called out with a loud voice, "Brother, are you okay? I seem to be hurt, my back hurts!"

Fortunately, he was still worried about her.

When she heard her cry, she came in.

"what happened?"

Although she guessed she was acting, she was also worried that she really fell.

Han Qiqing flattened his mouth and said pitifully, "It hurts."

"Back pain?"

Han Yuexiu walked over, squatted in front of her, and turned her eyes around.

Han Qiqing shook his head, "No."

He asked, "Did you fall into your butt?"

Did she really fall? Not acting?

Han Qiqing still shook his head.

Han Yue frowned. "Where does it hurt?"

Han Qiqing pursed his mouth, grabbed his hand, and put it on her chest.

"It hurts here."

Han Yuexiu looked at her.

Han Qiqing asked aggrievedly, "Am I so unattractive?"

Han Yuexiu confirmed that she hadn't fallen and was relieved.

He said quietly, "No."

This girl didn't know that her attraction to him was completely fatal.

Han Qiqing said with a flat mouth, "Still, my figure is not good enough?"

Han Yuexiu's eyes were deep, "No."

Han Qiqing didn't believe what he said and thought he was inconsistent.

"I know, men like **** ..."

In fact, her **** are not small.

Han Yuexiu's mouth moved slightly, and he seemed to smile. He retracted his hand and touched her head.

Han Qiqing snorted. "It is so! I, I just did that, you are indifferent."

Han Yuexiu said in a low voice, "I'm not indifferent."

Han Qiqing narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

In other words ...

When he saw her look, she actually had ...

She said helplessly, "Can you just stand this way?"

Han Yuexiu said with a deep eye, "You are still young, this matter is not urgent."

Han Qiqing sobbed and said, "But I'm in a hurry!"

She wants to determine the relationship.

Not just the kind of wishful thinking, but the kind of physical and mental union.

Han Yuexiu turned to the topic, "Do you still have any pain?"

Han Qiqing resentfully said, "Distressed, sad!"

Han Yuexiu laughed, stood up, and helped her pull the bathrobe.

"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Han Qiqing said frankly, "Hungry, I want to eat you!"

Han Yuexiu said, "Except me."

A cell phone rang again.

And this time, it was Han Qiqing's phone.

Han Yuexiu went out, carried her bag in, and put it in front of her.

Han Qiqing was frustrated at seeing him hard and soft.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag and saw that it was Mu Xiaoxiao's call, so she had to answer.