Chapter 275 (1/2)

However, why does jimoya seem jealous? Does childe ya like her?

As soon as Huan Qingyan was short of muscle, he asked the question directly, ”childe's career, are you interested in Xiaoyan?”

”What do you think?” Jimo Ya still maintained the posture of wall Dong. Looking down at her from his angle, he just saw a bulging chest and a pair of star like eyes. I don't know when it was covered with a layer of fog.

The breath was also deep and heavy.

”Before Xiao Yan said to promise you by example, you don't want it, and now he always doesn't let me go with boys. What do you want?” If he never leaves and lives in the chuiyun empire for seven or eight years, it is estimated that he can't even find a male basin friend.

Even if you meet a suitable boy, you will be scared away by the childe's career.

That's a lot of injustice.

Jimo career was a little closer and said vaguely, ”it used to be before, but now I want it.”

Hey! Childe's career, you lost your integrity. Pick it up quickly!

Huan Qingyan broke down again. ”Childe's career, you know it's not easy for me. I just want to find an iron rice bowl. Do I have to use the hidden rules of sleeping with you? Of course, I'd like to warm the bed for childe's career, but Xiaoyan will marry in the future, in case of being abandoned by my husband's family...”

Jimo Ya suddenly laughed. This little girl is really a bad scenery!

At this time, she can tell cold jokes in a painstaking tone. Shouldn't she be shy and throw herself into her arms?

The little girl's infatuation with him seems not as deep as expected, that is, Moya doesn't know whether it's disappointment or fighting spirit.

Huan Qingyan saw Jimo Ya smile and relaxed. With this relaxation, she smelled the tempting fragrance of Jimo ya that makes people want to commit a crime.

She leaned close to her nose and smelled it again at the chest of Jimo ya. She vaguely remembered the delicious taste of the last time. The greedy insects all over her suddenly flooded, ”childe ya, I'm scared and hungry by you. Can you give me a drink? A small bite...”