Chapter 122

A burst of crisp feeling spread from the tail bone of the river, so that he could not help but send out a shy sweet hum.

Qiao JUNHE chuckles in a low voice and is obviously pleased by Jiang Shi. He rubbed his hand against the delicate skin on the back of his neck and felt the blood flowing under his palm.

At this moment, he felt at ease.

"Don't ask that question again." Qiao JUNHE murmured in his ear when he was on the river, like a whisper between lovers.

"Why?" Jiang Shi was stunned, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Be good, be obedient."

Qiao JUNHE touched his eyes and forced him to close them.

Jiang Shi, who has lost his vision, has a keen sense at this moment, and Qiao JUNHE's every move is magnified.

"I..." Jiang Shi didn't know how, and a touch of grievance appeared in his heart.

He fiercely opened his eyes, pushed away Qiao JUNHE, looked at him coldly, and said: "the Lord took me as a playwright?"

When Qiao JUNHE looks at Jiang, how can he not know what he is angry with?

But his instinct told him that the problem could not be said.

Because he has a hunch that something he can't accept will happen.

"You are the only one in my heart. I can give you the position of Princess and promise you that you are the only one." Qiao JUNHE grabs Jiang Shi's ankle and drags him back.

He sat between his legs, forced him in the corner, raised his chin and said, "I like you, but I can't say that word."

"And you?"

Qiao JUNHE bowed his head, kissed him on the lips and held him firmly in his arms.

Jiang Shi's eyes drooped slightly, across a trace of dark, "system, is this

System: "Ding, it doesn't count. It only counts if I love you."

"I'm not going to like you!" When Jiang Shi recovered, he put his hand against Qiao JUNHE's chest, "up, I'm a little general Jiang, but I won't give in."

"Good." Qiao JUNHE doesn't want to listen to Jiang Shi's wordiness any more, and starts his own dinner directly.

After a while, there was a warm and ambiguous smell in the carriage, and it made a sound of water.

After the spring event, Jiang Shi's face was disgusted, and Qiao JUNHE still acted.

He can't beat this man, and his identity can't compare with other people. He still pesters him every day and gets into his bed.

The more I think about the river, the more angry I am. With a cold hum, I turn over and don't look at Qiao JUNHE.

Qiao JUNHE looks lazy, gently picked up the river, put him on the bed.

By the time he opened his eyes, it was already evening, and the river was dark.

Quickly get up, put on clothes, cover his traces, just a go out into Qiao JUNHE's arms.

Jiang Shi glared at him and left with a cold hum. This man just likes himself, not love.

He won't be shameless to be with him.

Looking at the back of the river, Qiao JUNHE's eyes flashed a trace of dark, it seems that he is going to move, how can it go on like this.

Just over the wall of the river, toes just point to the ground, behind a sound, he was startled.

He looked back and saw that it was Xi Yu with a bowl of chicken soup in his hand.

"It's you." Jiang took care of his clothes.

"Young master." Xi Yu nodded, ready to bypass the river.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Shi stopped her and took out an account book from his arms. "This is the evidence of the gambling house at the end of the inclined street. Maybe you can use it."

When Xiyu turned her back to the river, she was trembling. She couldn't believe what she heard.