Chapter 815

Light gauze tent windless automatic.

Yan Qiqi's fingers like white onions gently rubbed Hao lianche's face.

Her voice like gurgling water, tinkling wantonly flowing through his heart, "the book says to close your eyes when biting." Yan Qiqi's brain has been completely short circuited. She thinks she is modern. It seems that she never knows Hao lianche. She just regards him as a simple beautiful man.

And she is the bad guy who robbed the sex.

Hao lianche had never seen her so innocent and with a little evil spirit. Ignoring the shallow ambiguity between the two people, he looked at 77 inexplicably and said that she was drunk. She seemed to be very sober, but she was not drunk. She didn't seem to recognize who he was.

Doubt returned to doubt. He closed his eyes like a stream of good advice.

Yan Qihe smiled and patted him on the cheek twice, "that's good..."

He wants to see what Qiqi wants to do.

The idea floating in his heart hasn't finished yet. Hao lianche feels that his lips are soft, and the dry and fragrant lips fall on his mouth. Hao lianche is shocked and opens his eyes.

Seeing that he opened his eyes, Yan Qiqi quickly moved away, and a strange blush flashed on his face, "liar!"

At that moment, Hao lianche felt that his whole body's blood flowed back and rushed straight into his forehead. His current temperature was hotter than Yan Qiqi's, his eyes were stained with scarlet hot light, his voice was dull and low, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was trying to suppress, "Qiqi, who am I?"

Yan Qiqi seriously tilted his head and thought, exhaled like LAN, "well, you're a handsome man."

Hao lianche: "

Even if Hao lianche is about to be ignited at the moment, he also wants to be a gentleman. Qiqi obviously drank too much. He can't even recognize it. He can't take advantage of others.

The kiss just now, although it was not intentional, can also give a trace of comfort to his dry heart.

The fingertips are soft, fragrant and greasy. Even if he doesn't give up, he can't take advantage of people's danger. The tenderness in Hao lianche's eyes tilted out like the moonlight. The gentle tone makes people soft, "77, you drink too much, sleep well, wake up... If you still want to bite me, I won't resist."

After drinking, Yan Qiqi was very tall, and her cheeks became red. Her face was like the peach blossoms in full bloom in spring, which made her bones crisp and charming. But at this time, she couldn't listen to Hao lianche's words at all. She had been stubbornly holding his arm and rolling all over the bed as if she were coquettish, "don't go... I'm hot."

Hot?

Hao lianche's eyes converged, and it was not easy to restrain his hand from sticking to her pulse. As soon as he touched his fingertips, he pulled his hand back instantly.

This, this is too hot!

"77, are you not feeling well?"

Hao lianche has excellent medical skills. Just now, she found that her pulse was like a drum, her blood brushed her face, and her body temperature was different from that of ordinary people.

Logically speaking, the concentration of this fruit wine is not high, and it is not as good as those old cellars who get drunk when they drink. What's the matter with those people whose body temperature is so hot?

He was thinking carefully, and the touch on his back suddenly softened. Unexpectedly, Yan Qiqi got up and lay down on his back again. He was as stiff as a stone and dared not move for half a minute.

Yan Qiqi's small head arched at his shoulder socket, and all the exhaled heat sprayed on his ears.

"I'm hot, so hot, please let me cool down, please..." Yan Qiqi not only said, but also started. His soft boneless hands swam along Hao lianche's collarbone in his chest.

If she let it go again, I don't know what special things she will do.

Hao lianche took her restless little hand.

Yan Qiqi's hand is so small that Hao lianche can wrap it in one hand. His throat is hard and painful. "Qiqi, stop making trouble. If I make trouble again, I'll be out of control."

Of course, this is true. Hao lianche had zero self-control in the face of Yan Qiqi.

Just now her disorderly touch completely disturbed Hao lianche's mind. Now don't say that he is cold, but I'm afraid his temperature is almost the same as Yan Qiqi's.

"I'm thirsty and want to drink water."

This sentence brought back Hao lianche's mind. He hurried out of bed and brought the tea cup full of water on the table. Yan Qiqi was very good and didn't lie. She was really thirsty. She took the tea cup and drank the water clean.

"It's getting late. It's seven or seven. You really should go to bed." Hao lianche's heart beat like a drum. Just now they tossed about. Qiqi's thin clothes were about to be naked.

What's more, from the perspective of Hao lianche, the spring scenery can be seen at a glance.

But it happened that he was a little reluctant to move his eyes.

Not seen for more than a year, 77 is not only tall, fat where it should be, thin where it should be, slim waist, Yingying unbearable grip, but already has any charm that a woman should have.

He was thinking about it, but Qiqi hooked his finger mysteriously.

Hao lianche lowered his head and saw Yan Qiqi like a clever snake. His arms were as fast as lightning. He wrapped his neck around him, mouth to mouth again, and gave him all the remaining saliva in her mouth.

She held her head high and Hao lianche lowered her head. To say that the water didn't cross much, they all slipped through the collarbone along the corner of her mouth, soaked in clothes and flowed to the bed.

The fragrance of tea curls around, mixed with her body fragrance, just like the sweetest spring in the world.

He didn't drink much. Gan lie's tea went down his throat. He felt that what he drank was not water, but sparks. A little spark spread all the way and swept to his chest. It merged with the fire he had accumulated for a long time. In an instant, it started a prairie fire, burning his eyes scarlet and couldn't hold it at all.

Full of hot desire to bully in his chest, Yan Qiqi seemed to be unaware of his battle between heaven and man at this time. He also stretched out his sweet tongue and licked it. Hao lianche swallowed it for several times to resist the impulse to overwhelm her.

Turn your head to one side, "77, be obedient, will you sleep?"

In fact, he didn't drink much wine at night, but no matter how proud of his self-control, he couldn't stand Yan's repeated provocation on July 1.