When Gong Xilin said this, his tone was very serious. He really thought so.
He loves Qiao Liu's paintings, so if he thinks that children are like Qiao Liu's paintings, he will think of giving all the good things of the sea people to the children.
When thinking like this, gong xi's cold eyes are gentle.
Qiao Liuhua can see the soft light under his eyes when he looks at Gongxi cold.
He is smiling, she can feel that he is really looking forward to the arrival of this child.
His smile is real, and his expression is real.
When Qiao Liuhua is in a trance, he can't help but reach out and touch gong xi's cold eyes.
She felt that gong xi was so charming when she was gentle, and her eyes were full of enchanting charm, which made her involuntarily immersed in such eye waves.
Looking at Qiao Liu's painting like this, gong xi is still and cold.
In fact, his heart was trembling. This was the first time Qiao Liuhua came to him and stroked his eyes.
He was still nervous. He didn't move. His breathing was tight.
He could feel the temperature of Qiao Liu's fingers, which was the temperature he loved.
Gong xi's voice was cold and hoarse, "painting......"
Qiao Liuhua hears gong xi's cold voice, and suddenly he returns to his mind and wants to extend his hand back. But at this time, gong xi Leng suddenly holds her hand.
Gong xi holds it cold and hard, but he also controls the strength and doesn't hurt Qiao Liuhua.
He looked at Qiao Liuhua deeply, with strong emotion in his eyes, holding her finger and kissing on his lips.
Qiao Liuhua has feelings for Gongxi Leng from the bottom of her heart, so her heart palpitates with his movements.
She was sensitive to his kiss, and Qiao's breath rose and fell, "Gong Cold stream... "
As soon as she opened her mouth, it was a soft voice.
Gong xi's cold eyes darkened, with a strong desire at the bottom of their eyes.
He never thought that one day his self-control would be so ineffective.
Only when facing his painting as a child, his self-control will collapse and it will not work at all.
But he also remembered that at this time, Qiao Liuhua was pregnant, and he could not do anything drastic.
He took a deep breath, lowered his head, kissed Qiao Liuhua's eyebrows and eyes, and gradually lowered them.
Qiao Liuhua tilts his head to one side, "Gongxi is cold, no No...... "
Gong xi said in a cold and hoarse way: "darling, I know, don't move..."
When Qiao Liuhua listens to Gong Xi's cold voice, he can hear the forbearance in his voice, the hoarse tone, so that Qiao Liuhua can understand something.
She dare not move.
Gong xi's cold kiss is very gentle, gradually downward.
Qiao Liuhua was a little bit breathless when he was kissed, but she was a little better, mainly because gong xi was cold and the temperature on his body seemed very hot.
Qiao Liu's paintings all have the feeling of being burned by this temperature.
She can feel that Gong Xilin's feelings for her now are real and deep.
She knew that maybe every move of her could stimulate him.
She felt his forbearance, afraid that he would suffer.
Kissing and kissing, Gong Xilin finds that his impulse is getting stronger and stronger. He really has no self-control in the face of Qiao Liuhua.
Gong xi Leng buries his head in Qiao Liuhua's neck and breathes deeply, trying to calm his breathing.
Kissing her neck.
"Well It's cold in Gongxi...... "
"Painting."
Gong xi stood up cold and looked down at Qiao Liu's painting. His eyes were full of hot light, which seemed to burn the soul of Qiao Liu's painting.
"You Do you want to take a cold bath? "