Chapter 337： Isn't Jojo unwilling to take his brother?

Chapter 337 Isn’t Jojo unwilling to take his brother?

that's all,

Qiao Yi was strongly taken into a slightly warm embrace with a touch of tobacco fragrance.

Her little nose is less than 1 cm away from the neck of Big Boss.

The mouth was printed on the neckline of the big Boss shirt, and the dark gray neckline was instantly printed with an ambiguous lip print by the oil on her mouth.

The upper body of the two of them is almost ＼＼＼ pasted together. Such a close distance was enough to make her feel the heat slowly radiating from Boss's body, as well as his strong heartbeat.

He dragged her head with his big hands, pressing her against her neck arrogantly.

boom! Bang bang! Bang bang bang! Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Qiao Yi’s heart rate rose exponentially.

The little hand with nowhere to put it, grabbed the big Boss shirt at the waist, and squeezed it tightly in his hand.

There was a slight itching around her ears, and He Yunting’s voice was like a mountain stream, gurgling into her ears.

"Good Joe, give me some more time, I will tell you everything you want to know.

But now, I am not ready yet.

There are some things that I don’t want to say yet.

Also, you are not allowed to hear or see from other channels.

Can you agree? "

Joe was dizzy, what can she say, big Boss is so gentle, besides saying yes, what else can she say?

He Yunting got his wish, but didn't let go of her. He tightened his arms and took her into his arms, covering her head with his big hands, like a cat, running down her slightly curly hair again and again.

"Hey, I'll take me when I go out for divination in the future."

Qiao Yi: "..."

Did she fall into the pit?

I wanted to push He Yunting away, but he was held tighter by him. Qiao Yi's heart was unstable, and the small hand that was originally held on his waist shirt was forced to...wrap He Yunting's waist.

Why hasn't she seen Boss holding the second youngest?

"Every time, do you have to go with me every time?"

He Yunting tilted his head and asked her softly, facing her ear.

"Don't you think Jojo doesn't want to go?"

Joe’s bones all fell apart.

Wow, Boss is tricking her into a beautiful boy! ! !

How does this make her answer!

"Yes, how can you not, it's an honor."

"But I don't think you are happy."

"Well, do you know your own aura?" Qiao asked weakly.

He Yunting puzzled, "What aura?"

Joe curled his lips.

What kind of aura can be? You sit there, the ghosts retreat.

She cleared her throat, trying to wake herself up as much as possible.

"It's just domineering, too domineering, if I take up the job in the future, if the victim is not a rich man, but a small commoner, you may be scared."

He Yunting was flabbergasted, and Qiao Qiao’s answer was a bit beyond his expectation.

"Then, what should I do?"

Qiao licked his lips, slightly deviating from He Yunting and his embrace.

"Do you mind, change your look when you go out with me?"

There is a nice peach scent on the little guy, which is faintly floating in the air. You can smell it just now, but now it suddenly disappears.

He Yunting sucked his nose in dissatisfaction, subconsciously tightened his arms, dragged Joe into his arms, and pressed it again. \ \ \ \ Tighten yourself.

Fearing that she would run away again, one arm was placed directly on Joe's waist.

This time, Qiao Yi was almost moved from the position where she was sitting by Big Boss to Big Boss's leg.

The whole person is completely suspended.

(End of this chapter)