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Jian Yiyang was dumbfounded, and when he heard Chu Qi say this, his brain was blank for a moment.

And the seventh day of the first month, at this moment, is still rubbing on his thighs, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Seven, tell me, what do you want?"

Jian Yiyang lowered his head slightly, forcibly suppressing the heat in his heart, looking at the seventh day with cloudy eyes, and gently rubbing the seventh day in the fog with his fingertips.

Chu Qi seemed to enjoy his rubbing very much, rubbed his cheek on his thighs again, smacked his mouth twice, and continued to say in a somewhat hazy voice: "Yiyang, I want to drink water." ”

Belch......

Jian Yiyang had a feeling of crying and laughing.

The little villain, when he is thirsty, wants to drink water, and gives him such a sultry posture.

Gently and softly but without losing her pampering pinch the corners of her delicate lips, Jian Yiyang put her head back into the soft pillow on the bed, and then got up helplessly and went out to pour her a glass of warm water.

"Seven, drink water. ”

Holding a glass of water in one hand, he gently patted her cheek with the other to wake her up.

Chu Qi's eyes widened in confusion, looked at him with a worried face, and pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm back." ”

"Silly seven," Jian Yiyang reached out and rubbed the top of her hair very dotingly, and handed the water cup to her mouth, "Drink water, it's not hot." ”

Approaching the glass of water he handed over with both hands, he took a sip, looked up at him, and sniffed, "You've drunk." ”

took the cup in her hand, swung it on the bedside table on the side, stretched out his long arm and fished it out, and carried her into his arms.

With her chin resting on her neck, she rubbed it gently, and a deep voice rang in their ears: "Well, a few glasses of red wine." Did you smoke it?"

As she spoke, she deliberately sighed at the tip of her nose, and then before she could react, she grabbed her lips, sucking eagerly, devouring and absorbing her fragrance and sweetness.

"Seven. ”

The thin lips pressed against her delicateness, calling her name one by one.

"Well, Yiyang. Chu Qi's little hand grabbed his clothes tightly, tilted his head slightly, and responded to his enthusiasm.

"Seven, I seem to be a little drunk, what should I do?" his hands tightly wrapped around her waist, his low voice had a faint hint of coquettishness, and his slightly rough palm gently caressed her jade-like smooth cheeks, and he couldn't put it down.

"That'...... I'll help you make a cup of sobering tea. ”

Chu Qi's eyes looked at him like mist, wanting to get out of bed.

But he was pulled back into his arms and didn't dare to let go.

"Seven, I want you to help me sober up. ”

The tip of his tongue licked lightly on her sensitive earlobe, and a seductive voice sounded in her ear, and his big palm reached into her shirt.

Fingertips circled the blooming rose.

Chu Qi shuddered all over his body, and a crispy numb sensation spread, spreading from his chest to his whole body, and even penetrating into his bones.

"Yiyang ......"

Poured softly into his arms, Chu Qi's voice was soft and weak, but crispy and soft, all of them exuded a touch of temptation to men, especially the pair of beautiful eyes like water, and looked at him like two rippling waves, making him want to swallow her whole person.

"Seven, do you want it?"

The man's voice was hoarse and low, and his eyes like candles and torches looked straight at her, like two whirlpools, sucking her in.