Chapter 234： Brother kiss (1/2)
A low and sultry breath was in her ears, calling her name: ”Qiao Qiao...”
Luo Qiao swallowed and felt his temperature. Her fingers fell on his shoulders and couldn't help but gently grabbed his shirt.
Ming Siran moved, thin lips found her ears, kissed softly, and then again, as if lingering, as if struggling: ”Tell me, what should I do before you are willing to be with me? Huh?”
Luo Qiao's thin white fingers couldn't help tightening the shirt tighter, ”Ming Siran...”
”Tell me, okay?”
She didn't say, he just chuckled and treated her like a prank. Luo Qiao felt that her entire back was numb, but no matter where she hid, his light kisses could always fall down, the center of the eyebrows, the ends of the eyes and the cheeks. , By the ear, everywhere, there is a slight itching.
Luo Qiao raised his leg and kicked him, but the man seemed to be more and more unscrupulous, his fingers burning, and his breath was sultry, until Luo Qiao blushed and stared at him: ”If you do this again, I am angry!”
He glanced at her, then stopped slightly.
The man breathed a little, his hands on her face, a lazy and handsome face, he lowered his eyes slightly, watching her flushed face and emotional eyes, and a low laughter overflowed from his throat: ”Okay, That brother won't kiss.” He reached out his hand and gently rubbed her face: ”Don't be angry...”
Plain and **** words, like a hook, just penetrated her ears.
Neither of them spoke. Inside the car, he looked at her and she looked away.
His eyes were so hot that he couldn't ignore it, and the good smell of his body was wrapped around him everywhere. Luo Qiao swallowed, but after all, she couldn't help but turn her face away and press her lips.
After a while, the man leaned over, touched her forehead, and chuckled out again, ”So...you are Nanan.”
His hand found her, hooked it, and shook it lightly: ”Sign me, eh?”
Luo Qiao: ”...”
He is really enough!
...
The fact that Luo Qiao is the South Bank caused a huge reaction on the Internet.
Originally thought it was only rich, but did not expect to have talents, what else does Luo Qiao do not know?
Fans of Jiang Qingyu no longer dare to show talented people in front of pretty fans, otherwise a ”Reverse” script will be shot over and they will kneel down and call Dad.
...
Jiang Qingyu returned to the apartment.
She walked directly into the bathroom with a cold body.
Before long, the sound of falling objects came from the bathroom, loud noises, and the scalp of the listener was tingling.
About an hour later, Jiang Qingyu walked out of the bathroom again. She was wearing a soft bathrobe, her skin was white, and the expression on her delicate face had returned to calm, and she could not see the hysteria just now.
The phone on the table vibrated, Jiang Qingyu lowered his eyes and glanced, and reached out to pick it up to answer.
”You just lost at the beginning.” The man's voice couldn't hear emotion.
Jiang Qingyu's eyelids drooped slightly and did not speak.
”What are you going to do?”
Jiang Qingyu: ”This is the last time.”
”Ok?”
Jiang Qingyu took a breath and said lightly: ”I said, this is the last time I lost to her.”
The man over there seemed to laugh, and his tone was unclear and said: ”Really.”
Jiang Qingyu closed his eyes, didn't tell him any more, and hung up the phone.
When she walked to the wine cabinet, she took out a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass of wine. The red liquid swayed gently in the glass, shaking slightly, making her look unpredictable.
After a while, Jiang Qingyu took the phone from the desk, pressed a series of numbers, and dialed it.