Shen QingHan is still silent. Lin Jie's heart is even more flustered. He is afraid that he did something wrong, and then make Shen QingHan angry.

When Lin Jie's mind kept thinking, Shen QingHan suddenly sighed deeply, and then he stretched out his hand to hold Lin Jie in his arms.

Lin Jie was stunned.

"I'm not angry with you."

For a moment, Shen QingHan's cold and helpless voice sounded in Lin Jie's ear.

"Why do you..."

Lin Jie blinked and broke free from Shen QingHan's arms. He wanted to look at Shen QingHan's face and ask clearly.

Shen QingHan pressed Lin Jie into his arms, frowned tightly and said in a calm voice, "I'm just angry at myself. How can I not protect you well and hurt you?"

Smell speech, Lin Jie's cheek is slightly red.

"Shen QingHan..."

For a long time, Lin Jie gently around Shen QingHan's neck, hoarse voice gently called Shen QingHan, his eyes tightly looking at Shen QingHan.

"Well?"

Shen QingHan looks down at Lin Jie. The hand on his waist shrinks slightly and his eyes are dignified.

"I'm fine. I'm really fine."

Lin Jie spoke softly, and then he slowly leaned toward Shen QingHan. He pecked at Shen QingHan's lip corner, laughed, and his eyebrows were bent and bright, like a little star. "So, you can't ignore me."

"Good."

Looking at Lin Jie's appearance, Shen QingHan smiles helplessly and reaches out to scrape the nose of the robber. At last, he bends over and kisses Lin Jie gently.

How can he continue to pretend to be indifferent when such a grindstone is just in front of him?

With his lips and tongues tightly entwined, Shen QingHan did not give Lin Jie a chance to breathe. The lust between them completely ignited Lin Jie. Lin Jie felt that his whole body was boiling hot, as if he was about to burn up.

"Cold?"

After a long time of lingering, Shen QingHan reaches the tip of Lin Jie's nose, which reminds him that Lin Jie is not wearing half a wisp. He can't help but ask in a low voice.

Lin Jie shook his head and looked at Shen QingHan. There was a light fire in his eyes. He said with a smile, "no, I'm very hot now."

"It's better to put on your clothes first. It's not good if you catch a cold."

Shen QingHan deeply sighed, helpless way.

"What if I say no?"

Lin Jie moved his hand down slowly, and finally fell on Shen QingHan's abdomen. His fingers gently drew a circle on the thin clothes and grinned.

"You want to make a fool of yourself again?"

Shen QingHan frowned slightly.

"What if I make a fool of myself?"

Lin Jie asked with his head tilted.

"I said, I won't spare you any more."

Shen QingHan calm eyes son, light way a sentence.

"Well?"

Lin Jie blinked his eyes, and obviously did not reflect the meaning of Shen QingHan's words.

Then, the next second, Lin Jie was picked up from the water by Shen QingHan.

"Oh, don't..."

"I'm full of water. What if your clothes get wet?"

Lin Jie is in a hurry.

"No problem."

Shen Qing was cold and clear, and his eyes were staring at Lin Jie, as if he were going to swallow all of them.

"I'm not to blame for getting wet."

Lin Jie grinned and pulled Shen QingHan's body. He opened his legs and coiled it on Shen QingHan's waist.

"Then don't ask for mercy."

The water on Lin Jie's body has wet Shen QingHan's clean clothes. However, Shen QingHan is not angry and looks at Lin Jie's way quietly.

That pair of originally calm eyes at this time added a bit of smile, which made Lin Jie have a kind of heart hair feeling.

Lin Jie couldn't help but smoke. At this time, if he didn't understand, he would be a fool.

"Is it too late for me to regret it now?"

Lin Jiegan grinned, pulling the corners of his mouth, the smile gradually solidified.

"It's too late."

Shen QingHan's lips were light and he bent down to kiss Lin Jie tightly. Lin Jie's words of refusal were swallowed back.

Lin Jie perfectly expressed the word "death" incisively and vividly.

He almost forgot that he had to put out the fire by himself in the end.

Shen QingHan buried his head between Lin Jie's neck, and his thin lips gently kiss the skin of Lin Jie's body, from the tip of his ear to his neck, and all the way down. Finally, the cold thin lips have been moved to Lin Jie's clavicle, and each kiss is devoutly and seriously dropped.

Lin Jie clenched his lips, and his slender arm was clinging to Shen QingHan's shoulder. There was no support point behind him. Moreover, Lin Jie, who was kissing by Shen QingHan, was already weak and soft. If Shen QingHan's hands were not tightly holding Lin Jie's legs, he would have fallen down.Seeing Lin Jie's silence, Shen QingHan frowned slightly. Then he opened his mouth and took a small bite on the clavicle of Lin Jie. Lin Jie immediately cried out in pain and looked down at Shen QingHan with a plaintive look, "be gentle."

At this time, Shen QingHan, who was buried in the neck of Lin Jie, heard the voice of Lin Jie, and his eyebrows slowly expanded, and the corners of his mouth were also raised up slightly involuntarily.

Suddenly, he felt that his neck was bitten again. Lin Jieqi called out Shen QingHan's name, but before Shen QingHan could say the three words, Lin Jie was stopped by Shen QingHan.

Shen QingHan pried open Lin Jie's lips and poked in, plundering the last bit of oxygen in Lin's mouth. After a long time, Lin Jie's legs were softened and his lower abdomen was swollen and painful. His eyes were slightly red. He looked at Shen QingHan. He rubbed Shen QingHan gently and lowered his voice. The urn said, "Shen QingHan..."

"Well?"

Shen QingHan's body was slightly stiff, and his throat rolled.

"Hurry up..."

Lin Jie bit his teeth, slightly arched his body, and his arms hung limply on Shen QingHan's back. Unable to suppress his sense of shame, he simply buried his face on Shen QingHan's shoulder.

"How?"

Shen QingHan looks down at Lin Jie lying on his body. He smiles faintly and asks.

Hearing this, Lin Jie blushed with shame. His face was almost red with blood dripping, but his lower body was very uncomfortable. He was so anxious that he was about to cry. His voice was filled with some crying voice, "Shen QingHan, you deliberately play me..."

At the sound of Lin Jie's crying, Shen QingHan's heart couldn't help but draw. He hugged Lin Jie tightly and sighed helplessly, "I'm wrong. I'm sorry."

Why does he have nothing to do with Lin Jie every time?

SHEN QingHan holds Lin Jie and walks forward a few steps. He presses Lin Jie against the wall, panting slightly, and his eyes are slightly red, so he stares at Lin Jie.

Lin Jie and Shen QingHan looked at each other, and their throat rolled and swallowed.

With a faint smile, Shen QingHan reached out and held Lin Jie in his arms. The next second, he said in his hoarse voice, "that Here I am... "

Lin Jie couldn't help but blush. He quickly turned his face over and put out his hand to cover half of his face. "Um..."

"Lin Jie..."

Shen QingHan smiles and calls Lin Jie lightly.

"Well?"

Lin Jie was slightly stunned.

"Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

When he and Shen QingHan's soul and flesh were united, Lin Jie's sight suddenly darkened. Then, the cold voice fell in Lin Jie's ear, and Lin Jie was stunned.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!