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"Yiyang. ”

When Chu Qi came back to his senses again, Jian Yiyang loved her densely and softly.

Chu Qi called his name softly, rubbing his hands deeply into his thick black hair, and his eyes looked at him like water.

"Seven, my seven, mine. "I kept calling her name in my mouth, as if I couldn't call her enough in my life.

The eyes that looked at her were so soft that they could drip water.

The heart of the seventh year of the first month climbed with him to the highest point.

Fluttering, tender and tender.

Until he was fully released, the whole person of Chu Qi was like a puddle of muddy water, unable to move.

He didn't quit immediately, but picked up her cheek and pecked her softly, her lips, the tip of her nose, her eyes, her forehead, and her cheeks.

Everywhere, he left his incomparably tender kisses.

Holding her, turning over, let her lie on top of him, looking at her with tender eyes like water, and gently rubbing her flushed cheeks with his fingertips.

Chu Qi had not yet recovered from his passion, he looked at him with a crimson face, and there was still a hint of shyness in his eyes, and then he hung his head a little shyly, buried in his chest, and did not dare to look at him again.

"Seven, look at me. ”

Jian Yiyang cupped her blushing face with both hands and asked her to look at him.

In desperation, Chu Qi could only meet his eyes, looking at him with sparkling eyes, and his hands on his chest.

He still hasn't quit.

And then......

"You ......"

Chu Qi looked at him with some tears and laughter.

How could he be so fast?

Reaching out and rubbing the top of her hair, Jian Yiyang chuckled: "Silly seven." ”

The tone was full of love and doting, and the tenderness on his face was something that no one could see except for the seventh day of the first month.

"Jian Yiyang, you hate it the most! I hate it, I hate it!"

Chu Qijiao was disgusted, and gently beat his chest with his hand, and the flush that had not yet receded became even redder at this moment.

"Well, I hate it!" As she tickled his chest, Jian Yiyang looked at her with satisfaction and satisfaction, and her eyes were full of indulgence and pity, as well as pity.

With a bend of his fingers, he scraped the tip of her nose very dotingly, and continued to say in a superior and beautiful voice: "As long as you like it, you can do anything." ”

"I hate it!" Chu Qi was coquettish again, and his cheek pressed against his chest, "Yiyang, don't come, okay?"

The big palm hugged her slender waist, "Okay, I'm not coming." Let me lie down a little longer. ”

Chu Qi stopped talking, lying on top of him, her cheek against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

With his hands around his neck, he enjoyed the moment.

The feeling of hunger came from the stomach again.

"Yiyang, I'm so hungry. ”

Chu Qi raised his head and looked at him, his sparkling eyes were full of Chu Chu's pitiful look.

Jian Yiyang chuckled, looked at her with a pair of ruffian-like amusement, and reached out to pinch the tip of her nose: "Aren't you still feeding? Why are you hungry again?"

"Jian Yiyang, don't you hate it, don't you hate it!" Chu Qi glared at him hatefully, and stretched out his hand to give him a slap.

Holding her, she turned over quickly, and her sharp eyes looked down at Chu Qi like a cheetah, "Seven, I'm hungry, can I feed you again?"

The smile was sullen and rippling.

And then......

"Gurgling......" A very inopportune voice came.