Chapter 118 (1/2)

Qiao Qing was caught off guard by this force and leaned on the bed on both sides of Jun yexuan's body with both hands.

Jun Ye Xuan held her in his arms, chin on her shoulder, ”I put myself drunk, is to give you the opportunity, you should firmly grasp.”

Qiao Qing:

”You don't know how many men and women in the country miss me? Only you don't put me in the eye and don't want to send me to the door. A little girl who doesn't know what's good or bad, she doesn't know if she's in good luck. ”

Qiao Qing:

He grabbed her small hands and put them on the collar of his shirt. ”There is only one chance. After this village, there will be no shop.”

Qiao Qing:

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the bright moonlight came through the window to illuminate their eyes and eyebrows.

Under the shadow of the night, in the foil of the moon.

A man's beautiful face, which has been captivating, has been tinged with a pale blush due to drunkenness.

Like the red of peach blossom in March, the beauty of Begonia in July, enchanting and gorgeous to the extreme.

No matter how strong the mind is, seeing such a goblin like man, he can't escape a burst of Qi and blood.

Even Qiao Qing has to admit that this man does have narcissistic capital.

However, after all, she is not a beauty.

Just as he was about to shake off his hand and leave, a string of melodious songs sounded in his ear.

Qiao Qing felt her mobile phone ring for a moment, but she quickly reflected that her mobile phone was always set to be silent.

When the clear song comes from the man's mouth in front of him, Qiao Qing is stunned.

Once upon a time, this pure and healing voice accompanied her to spend a sleepless night.

XJ, a unique and mysterious singer, has never released any soundtrack, only his original solo voice.

Don't sing about love, don't talk about utility.

Only from the heart, the true feelings of the soul, through the voice of the healing system, left endless reverie.