Chapter 480 (2/2)

Song Ye suddenly opened her eyes. The strange and familiar touch on her lips made her feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. This was her first kiss in practical sense.

However, Qin Zhan is not the first time to do things stealing relatives.

So after a very short period of surprise, he quickly fixed the gauze, pressed song Ye's back of the head with one hand, and held her waist with the other, and rolled it from top to bottom.

The temperature from the friction of the lips spread all over the body, dispelling the cold outside. The familiar smell of tobacco in the man's mouth made song Ye feel at ease.

Now, her identity, gender, all the disguises have been removed, there is no more to care about, this man is also her favorite, since he dares to kiss down, she will also be open and BOLD response.

The slender arm was pulled out of the quilt and caught the man's neck. Song Ye raised his neck high, closed his eyes, and tried to learn the skills of the other side to make the same response. Under the trembling eyelashes, there was a hot breath interlaced with each other.

Unfortunately, she underestimated men's self-control in this respect, especially when Qin Zhan had been eating hand rolling noodles for 26 years and was in the same state as a hungry wolf. Song Ye's little enthusiasm was enough to crush his restrained nerves into powder.

The skin under the palm is delicate and smooth, which makes his fingertips linger. Song Ye's body begins to tremble under the comfort of his rough big palm. The strange heat surges into his heart. The sweet and sour taste like vines starts to invade her heart again, which makes her unable to help but shout.

”Well...” The sticky voice from the nose made the two people in the kiss slightly stunned.

Song Ye never knew that her voice was so boring that she was more coquettish than a coquettish girl.

Qin Zhan opened his eyes and parted his lips. He opened his eyes and parted his lips. He gazed at Song ye, whose face was flushed with kisses. The next second, his lips rolled down again. With more violent and intense force than the first time, Qin Zhan clamped her waist, hoping to swallow her life alive, full of the taste of aggression.

Creak a sound, the door leaf is at this time was pushed open without warning.

Qin Zhan, who is very quick to respond, grabs the quilt and wraps the people under her tightly. Even her face is blocked by her own body. The annoyance of being disturbed makes his expressionless face even colder.”Get out.” No matter who the visitor is, Ning Yiming, who has just stepped in with one foot, is frightened by Qin Zhan's icy reprimand.

”Cough, it's me.” Ning Yiming thought the other party thought he was a nurse, so he coughed twice to show his identity. When he heard that there was no movement inside, he stepped in carefully. He only saw the suit coat and white shirt stained with blood on the ground, and then looked at the posture of two people sitting and standing by the bed. Ning Yiming opened his mouth instantly and felt that his opening degree could swallow two eggs.

”Something?” Qin Zhan opened his mouth again, and his tone was comparable to that of ice and snow. His face clearly said, you'd better be really something, or I'll make you regret coming in.

Ning Yiming had a cold war. He suddenly realized that he had to save his life and raised his bag in his hand. ”Ha ha, this is what the little nurse just bought, eh I put it here. ” With that, the bad doctor quickly left.

It was not until the door closed again that he patted his chest and felt as if he had been walking around the gate of hell.

The man who wants to be 0 and dissatisfied can't be provoked. It's terrible.

Hindsight, he was sad to remember, these two people excited 0 passionate each other is his office, lying or his bed.

As a single dog, Ning Yiming feels that he has been hurt by 10000 points.

It is impossible for Qin Zhan to really do anything beneficial to his physical and mental health in Ning Yiming's bed. Firstly, he has a habit of cleanliness; secondly, song Ye is still injured; thirdly, song ye I'm still under age.

”Well, what did he buy?” Song Ye felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he casually found a topic.