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Chu Qi raised his head, his beautiful eyes looked at him as vividly as early morning dewdrops, and his hands gently pushed his chest, "I hate it, you smell of wine." I'll help you put in the bath water, and you'll take a warm shower in a while. ”

"Don't. ”

The man hugged her waist like a coquette, but he didn't want to let go.

At this moment, his expression is even more like a child begging for candy.

If it was said that the seventh day of the first month just now was an unconscious teasing, then now, Jian Yiyang is deliberately making it bad.

And this time, it will be the turn of the seventh day of the first month to cry and laugh.

Hands around his neck, eyes staring at him like pearls, "Then what do you want?"

The torch-like ink eyes looked at her with heavy pulses, her face was shy, her skin could be torn, her big shirt had been lifted high under his spoilage, her two jade-like legs rested on her thighs, and the fullness of her chest rose and fell with her breathing.

I don't know when, the buttons have been unfastened twice, and under the slender white swan-like jade neck is her delicate and seductive collarbone, and then by the looming beauty peak.

"Seven, I want you. ”

Jian Yiyang rolled over and pressed her under him.

However, he didn't put all his strength on her, and his hands were on her sides, reducing his weight a little.

The forehead drooped, gently touching her smooth and jade-like forehead, the tip of her nose touched the tip of her nose warmly, the warm breath sprayed on her cheeks, and the smell of wine was mixed with the faint smell of tobacco.

In fact, to be honest, Chu Qi likes this smell on his body very much at this moment.

It gave her a feeling of excitement, especially his fiery eyes, which made her unable to move.

With one hand on one side, the right hand unbuttons on the shirt that have not yet been unbuttoned.

Inside the shirt, a piece of delicate, infinite beauty.

As the button was unbuttoned, the perfection of the seventh year of the first month was displayed in front of him at a glance.

"Yiyang ......"

Chu Qi looked at him a little shyly, and subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to block himself.

A touch of heat came, and although he was fully dressed, it did not affect his hot energy in the slightest.

"Seven, don't stop, I'll take a good look. ”

He reached for her hands in front of him, and clasped his fingers with hers.

Chu Qi didn't know how to react, and the whole person just lay motionless, looking at her with his torch-like eyes.

Then, the man lowered his head and lips and held up a blooming rose.

"Well, Yiyang. "The seventh day of the first month was a sigh.

"Seven, mine. The man's voice was low, hoarse, and slightly indistinct.

Chu Qi subconsciously bowed his body, slightly catering to his enthusiasm.

In his thick black hair, his mouth kept whispering his name, "Yiyang, Yiyang." ”

"Seven, I'm here, always there. He sucked softly and responded with a muffled voice.

Then he stretched out his long arms and picked her up from the big bed.

"Ah," Chu Qi exclaimed, and his hands quickly wrapped his arms from his hair to his neck, "Yiyang, where are you going?"

"Take a bath. ”

Jian Yiyang hugged her and strode towards the bathroom.

His thin lips never left her lips, and he kept kissing her softly, and his face always had a satisfied smile.