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Chu Qi turned his head mischievously, not looking at his scorching eyes with meaning, and continued to look at the bouquet of champagne roses without squinting, but his heart blossomed with joy.

The sullen man, who obviously has a bad idea in his heart, but pretends to be innocent, and wants me to jump down?

Hmph, don't jump down, just let yourself jump first, and I'll jump down later.

Seeing that her face was cute, Jian Yiyang just hooked her lips and raised a smile with a deep meaning. Then the big palm around her waist, the fingers began to get busy, and they climbed up on her waist all at once.

The seventh day of the first year is afraid of itching, and he is very afraid of itching, especially in front of Jian Yiyang, that is, wherever he scratches, he itches everywhere.

And then......

"Haha...... , don't, don't scratch, Yiyang, don't scratch. Itchy, itchy. The seventh day of the first month hid left and right in his arms, but there was nothing to hide.

The man, like that, held her in his arms, crawled on her waist with one hand, and scratched her neck with the other.

These are the two places that I am most afraid of in the seventh day of the first month.

Oh no, it should be two of the three. In addition, there is one of the most itchy places, and that is the soles of the feet.

Jian Yiyang knows the seventh day best, and understands every cell and every shortcoming in the seventh month.

But no, since he was a few months old in the seventh month of junior high school, he pulled his hand with one hand. Now, even more so long in the same bed. Which landlord on the seventh day of the first month is something that Jian Yiyang doesn't understand?

In the case that the two big palms are crawling and scratching, and the waist and neck of the seventh year of the first year are extremely itchy, the man will naturally not let go of the third weakness of the seventh day of the first month.

The toes of the big foot began to toss on the soles of the seventh day of the first month.

So, on the seventh day of the first month that was attacked from three sides, the tragic situation can be imagined.

"Ah, Yiyang, I was wrong. I was wrong, I was really wrong. I beg for mercy, I beg for mercy. Other...... Don't scratch, itchy, itchy. "In the seventh day of the first month, except for begging for mercy and showing little, there is no second way out at all. Who made her so afraid of itching? And this man was not afraid of itching in a single part of his body.

Once, Chu Qi was also attacked by him from three sides. Then the seventh year of the first month, who had a sense of revenge, secretly tickled Jian Yiyang who was sleeping when he was asleep. From the neck to the armpits, to the waist, and then to the soles of the feet.

However, the man didn't react at all, and he still enjoyed lying in a large shape, scratching and scratching by her, as if she was giving him a full body massage, which was called a full enjoyment. And the seventh day of the first month obviously became his free masseuse.

Angry Chu Qi gritted his teeth, that is called a hate.

He wasn't even afraid of itching at all.

After the angry Chu Qi shook him with a white eye, he simply fell into his arms. Then, naturally, Jian Yiyang's arms were clasped and hooked, holding her calmly and contentedly enjoying the feeling of a woman in her arms.

"Seven, what's wrong?" Jian Yang also stopped the hand that was scratching Chu Qi's neck and waist, but he didn't stop the script toe that was tossing the bottom of her legs. Ink-like eyes stared at her burningly.

Chu Qi wanted to retract his feet, but he was caught by his two feet, and there was nowhere to escape again.