Chapter 867：

Chapter 867

As the iron door slammed shut, only Qiao Yi and He Yunting were left in the room.

Qiao Yi's hand was still covering He Yunting's face, which happened to be the side with his scales.

The scales did not cover his face, but they grew around the eyes, almost disappearing from the cheeks, and the edges showed irregular shapes. At first glance, he thought he was wearing a silver mask with a special texture.

The scales feel hard and smooth, and they are cold, and Joe loves to touch them very much.

He Yunting stood there, motionless, her azure blue eyes filled with her reflection, allowing her fingertips to slide up and down on his scales.

After finishing touching the big scales, Qiao wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was stopped by He Yunting.

He couldn't help but said, grabbing her hand and covering it on the scales of his left chest again, beckoning her to continue touching.

Qiao smiled, but didn't move, because the place where her palm was pressed was his heart, and strong pulsations came from under her skin. She frowned slightly. Is this frequency too fast? .

He Yunting seemed to be a little angry when he saw that she hadn't moved for a long time. He held her wrist and touched herself up and down, and his gasping sound became heavy.

"Oh, don't do that." As soon as Joe made him hold it sore, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held it tighter.

Those azure blue eyes gradually deepened as she struggled back and forth. The ink-like deep blue, like a tempting vortex of sinking, wanted to **** her into a place where there was no more disaster.

Qiao realized the smell of danger. The person in front of him was He Yunting but not him. Is it possible that he would really hurt her?

At this moment, his other hand suddenly passed through her waist, unexpectedly hugged her whole body.

Qiao whispered, and he instantly reacted to something.

He Yunting now has a sense of strength that is not weaker than her.

He leaned over again, burying his head on her neck and inhaling the smell from her body. This time was different from last time. This time he was closer, as if he was sticking to her ear, and the wheezing gasp was on her. Ear.

Joe motionless, his whole body froze into a sculpture.

What should she do?

She tilted her head to look at the corridor when Zhu Jiu left, and secretly calculated, if she makes a move now, can she escape before He Yunting can react?

Before she could understand, a slippery thing suddenly scraped from her neck, and she trembled all over, the thing seemed to be interesting, one after another, lower and lower, lower and lower...

She was wearing a round-neck dress, which caused him to tear open a big hole in a few times.

In order to breastfeed the little guys, her clothes are loose and easy to take off. Even the innermost bra is exclusively for breastfeeding and can be untied with a single pull.

……

I wish Jiu Huo rushed downstairs, suddenly a foot brake!

7 pairs of eyes, 14 eyes facing each other.

He Er holding the coffee cup, just took a sip, and was about to swallow it. Seeing Zhu’s 900,000 hurried appearance, he suddenly didn’t dare.

A sip of coffee couldn't fit in his mouth, but he was so uncomfortable.

"How come out?" Zhao Yi spoke first.

In the anger of Jiu Yi, I kicked the coffee table and the things on the table jingled and smashed all over the floor. Fortunately, Wu Liang and the others quickly took the baby away without hurting the innocent.

"You are so ashamed to say, I'm on the line of life and death with one by one, you sit here and have a tea party!!!"

Zhao Yi immediately got up when he heard the words: "On the front line of life and death? What happened?"

(End of this chapter)