imperceptibly.

Chi Jiao is pressed on the sofa.

After the kiss, she was lying on the soft sofa, breathing slightly with her mouth open, looking at Quan Jue with wet eyes.

It's like a little suckling beast who has just been bullied.

Right Jue looking at Chi Jiao double cheek cold spring appearance, only feel that she now that innocent pure Che and with some silent small accusation eyes, like a hook, want to hook his soul away.

He lowered his head and bit her lip again.

"I can't wait." The young man's low voice repressed some emotion.

Chi Jiao is very clear what Quan Jue is talking about. Her earlobe is almost red.

"I'll be 18 at the beginning of next month, brother Quan."

At that time, he would no longer treat her as a child.

She's a serious adult, too.

In fact, her soul now is a serious adult.

She felt that there was no need to wait until a fixed time point to do some things, just let it be.

Quan Jue naturally remembers Chi Jiao's birthday. He looks at her face wantonly: "so? You're 18 years old. What do you want to do? "

Chi Jiao thinks that Quan Jue's ambiguous low voice is the best weapon for her.

As the soul of an adult, she also has normal seven emotions and six desires, but also has some kind of fantasy and preferences.

Also because of the beauty, and spring sprout.

With both hands around Quan Jue's neck, Chi Jiao raised her body slightly, reached Quan Jue's ear and said in a soft voice, "I want to do whatever brother Quan wants."

Sweet voice seems to be filled with wine, with natural intoxicating flattery.

With the sweet breath, he pours on Quan Jue's ear.

The heart beat at this moment, and the nerves all over the body were excited at this moment.

If it's not because of her amazing self-control, Quan Jue feels that she should take his bag to bed and let her know what kind of end it is to tease him.

"Jiaojiao, are you challenging my endurance now?"

She knew exactly what he wanted to do.

But he said that on purpose.

It's a challenge to his endurance.

Seeing that Quan Jue was sweating on her forehead, Chi Jiao blinked her big eyes: "brother Quan, you don't have to work so hard..."

Then she came close to Quan Jue's ear again and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by them.

Chi Jiao's words fall. Quan Jue picks her up, gets off the sofa and walks to the bedroom.

In an hour.

When Quan Jue goes to the bathroom to clean her body, Chi Jiao is already tired and sleepy.

Originally, she wanted Chi Jiao to wash her hands. Quan Jue went to the bed silently. Seeing that she was sleepy, she turned back to the bathroom, took a clean towel, soaked it in hot water, and then went back to the bed to help Chi Jiao wipe her hands.

Chi Jiao didn't feel it. She was still asleep.

After wiping her little hands clean, Quan Jue thought of her madness and sighed in a low voice.

In front of Jiao Jiao, his self-control seems to gradually become ineffective.

Putting the towel back in the bathroom, Quan Jue goes back to the bed. Seeing that Chi Jiao kicks the quilt aside, he pulls the quilt over her again.

At last, he gently kisses Chi Jiao on her forehead. Then he turns around and goes to the sofa in the room to lie down.