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Gongxi Leng's fingers stroked Qiao Liuhua's cheek, his movements were so soft, very light and light, with trembling.

He was so careful and treated the treasures so gently.

Even if he had tolerated it to the extreme at this time, even if his whole body was about to explode, and the accumulated feelings would burn him, he still looked at Qiao Liuhua with red eyes.

Look at her look, see her reaction, and see if she is willing.

He can disregard his own feelings, but he has to take care of Qiao Liuhua's feelings and wonder if she is happy.

Qiao Liuhua's whole body was burning like fire at this moment, and she didn't know what happened to her.

She was completely caught in the fire by Gongxi Leng, and her enthusiasm was also ignited.

Qiao Liuhua didn't know what she was like, she just hummed tenderly and softly, "Cold cold ... Stream cold ..."

Her voice was crying, so tender, waiting to be soothed.

Her toes curled up.

She looked at Gong Xi Leng with a frowny eyebrow, and she had water in her eyes.

Gong Xi Leng looked at his paintings and kneaded them into water. His breathing was heavy and his eyes became redder.

"Pictures, I'm here, pictures, my pictures ..."

The sound of Qiao Liu's painting was so husky, with a strong emotion in the husky.

Such a deep emotion, once poured down, would drown Qiao Liu's painting like a flood.

Qiao Liuhua listened to the **** and whispering voice in his ear, and his body was like the fire burning.

She stepped on the bed sheet, and she could not help reaching out to hug Gongxi cold, tangled like a vine, and tangled up.

It seems that this can alleviate the fiery body.

But she did not know that she was like a fairy, and his soul was gone.

He didn't want to slow down, but at this time, Qiao Liu's paintings were really like vines, tangled tightly, and she was holding them tightly.

So hot, so hot, even if he burned him all, he couldn't bear to let go.

He just hated being able to rub her into the body, rub it into the bones, rub it ...

It's his painting.

Gong Xi Leng knew in his heart how strong he possessed Qiao Liuhua.

This possessiveness allowed him to breed dark emotions in his heart.

His body and his soul trembled. He hugged Qiao Liuhua with one hand, fixed her with one hand, and then lowered his head and kissed deeply.

Gongxi kissed deep and densely.

He couldn't love anymore, he could only kiss like this deeply, and then let go of the fire-like emotions.

Qiao Liuhua was breathing heavily, she felt hot and hot, and her black hair was dancing.

Dark hair and white skin form a strong visual effect, making Gong Xi's cold eyes burn with flames.

Gong Xi's cold breath can bring out the flame, and the light under his eyes is getting darker and darker, like the same vortex that can swallow people in. Qiao Liuhua only felt that the whole body was turning into water, the soft fingers could not be lifted, and the body was bowed.

"Picture ... yao?"

Qiao Liuhua didn't know what Gong Xiliang was talking about. She hummed with a cry, hugged Gong Xiliang hard, and bit her teeth on his shoulder. Although she was weak, she was biting hard. What can be alleviated.

Gong Xi felt cold, he couldn't help it.

His arms were such a deep person that he loved, leaning so softly on his arms, he couldn't do nothing.

He just wanted to force hard, love hard.