Chapter 132

132 didn't have time to ask the exit question

Shen Qingru was stunned and looked up. Huo Qijun was leaning over and smiling at her. His loose clothes were not tied tightly, revealing his strong chest. And his thin lips with beautiful shape were rubbing her ears intentionally or unintentionally. The warm breath made her tremble uncontrollably.

Her shyness seemed to delight him. Huo Qijun gave a low smile in his throat. Shen Qingru was annoyed by his smile. Angrily, she wrapped the quilt tightly and turned over to sleep inside, giving the space outside the bed to each other.

Huo Qijun turned himself into bed, continued to stick it to her back, and finally received her in his arms with her quilt. The thin lip stuck to her white auricle, gently rubbed her small earlobe and whispered, "well, what do you want to tell me?"

She wanted to ask him about the treasure Pavilion, but in this case, she really couldn't say it.

During the day, she had thought about the treasure pavilion over and over again. She was more and more curious about the mysterious treasure Pavilion. After thinking about it, only Huo Qijun could help her solve her doubts.

Shen Qingru buried her head in the quilt and tried to organize the language to speak again. Only a crow's hair was exposed outside. Huo Qijun saw that she didn't speak, so he tightened his arm and moved slowly along her waist. Strength gently touched her, and the soft lips also fell on her back neck. With the back neck kissing all the way down, the dense kiss fell on her snow-white neck and round fragrant shoulder.

"Husband, you know there is a mysterious shop called..." Shen Qingru was about to speak, but he found that his clothes slipped below his shoulder, and Huo Qijun was holding the bed with one hand and looking at himself with a smile.

Huo Qijun glanced intentionally or unintentionally. Well, the little wife is not only slightly taller than when she first met, but also her chest is more... Just now, the soft touch is enough to make people feel bloody.

Shen Qingru screamed, ignoring the problem of treasure Pavilion, subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick up the Luo Yi that slipped to his chest. How can Huo Qijun let her succeed? The warm big palm pressed her little hand firmly on the pillow like a pair of pliers and couldn't move at all.

His breath became more and more hot, and the hot breath of his nose rushed on her skin, causing her to tremble. The atmosphere became a little strange. Shen Qingru felt that her face was burning, and suddenly her body sank... Huo Qijun's enlarged handsome face was an inch above her face.

"Qingru..." Huo Qijun stuck her cheek and murmured her name.

Shen Qingru was a little flustered. She wanted to pull him off. She grabbed him with one hand and pushed him out. Unfortunately, his palm was pressed on one of his thighs. His thighs were muscular, thin but hard. Across the thin Chinese clothes, not only her palm, but also his skin, she quickly retracted her hand.

"Madam, where is your hand?" Huo Qijun smiled. Shen Qingru was embarrassed by his smiling face and quickly took back his hand.

She wrapped herself like a winter polar bear, with a light color of satisfaction in her eyes. It's so cute, Huo Qijun thought with a smile.

Huo Qijun stretched out his long arm and fished Shen Qingru, who tried to escape wrapped in a quilt, into his arms. Shen Qingru's clothes have been thrown under the bed one by one, revealing a large amount of crystal powder. He drooped his eyes and appreciated the large piece of smooth snow-white, just like a piece of crystal clear glass and precious jade, which was carved with superb craftsmanship. This is a territory that no one has ever set foot on. It belongs to him alone.

Her body has been shaking, her teeth are rustling, and Huo Qijun is not in a hurry. He only kisses her gently and gently.