Chapter 1131

When Shen Feiyang comes back, he sees Yu Xinya leaning in the corridor. He strides forward and holds Yu Xinya's waist with his long arm: "why don't you watch Qiqi in the ward?"

"Nothing. I'm going to go home and make some chicken soup for Qiqi. You can drive me back."

Shen Feiyang takes a look at Yu Qiqi's ward and takes his wife away.

……

The sound of closing the door rang out. Before Yu Qiqi could react, his chin was pinched.

The icy lips held her lips and sucked.

Yu Qiqi's little hand tightly grasped Xi Muhan's shirt and held his head up to accept Xi Muhan's request.

Xi Muhan's kiss is aggressive, like to punish the little girl in her arms.

Yu Qiqi's lips became numb under Xi Muhan's kiss.

I don't know how long it took Xi Muhan to let her go. At that time, Yu Qiqi's lips were numb and didn't feel any more.

The arm on the waist wrapped around her tightly, and the overbearing command fell on her head.

"Don't leave me."

"I didn't."

Yu Qiqi was defending himself in a low voice.

The bottom of her heart was filled with a guilty heart that she didn't believe in herself.

"Oh

Xi Muhan sneered and suddenly pushed Yu Qiqi down on the bed. His slender body was lying down with him, and the two bodies were close together.

Xi Muhan's breathing and heartbeat are within reach.

The warm breath sprays on the face, arouses a little bit of shudder, Yu Qiqi slightly moves away his sight uneasily.

The dark eyes locked Yu Qiqi's slightly flustered face, and her full fingers rubbed her forehead, eyes, nose, lips

"Seven seven, the day has thought, the night has the dream, if did not have the thought which wanted to escape, you can do that kind of dream?"

Xi Muhan's voice is very low, calmly narrates a fact.

Yu Qiqi was shocked.

A dream like that?

Inexplicably, Xi Muhan has guessed the illusion of her dream.

If you can, she really wants to see Xi Muhan's face.

So think, originally hang in the body side of the hands slowly toward Xi Muhan's face.

Xi Muhan saw her action, and his big palm grasped her little hand and put it on his cheek.

Touching Xi Muhan's cool face, Yu Qiqi's chest was throbbing.

"Brother Han."

Hard to spit out these three words, Xi Muhan staggered her hands, head buried in her shoulder socket, thin lips close to her neck.

"Seven seven, do you know? I'm not afraid of your coquetry, your anger, or leaving me. "

If yu Qiqi can see it, he will find that Xi Muhan's confident face shows a fragile emotion.

A little girl is coquettish. He can spoil her.

Little girl angry, he can coax.

He can keep the little girl blind.

But if she's missing, where should he look?

Listening to Xi Muhan's fragile throbbing voice, Yu Qiqi's heart was choked.

Originally, the idea of escaping from the bottom of my heart disappeared with Xi Muhan's low voice plea.

She asked, "brother Han, don't you think I'm in trouble?"

"Don't you know I like trouble?" Xi Muhan turned his head and gave Yu Qiqi a kiss on the face. "If I thought you were in trouble, I would have left long ago."

In spite of the trouble, he enjoyed it.