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"Heh......" Chu Qi let out a silly laugh, rubbing his cheek against his shoulder.

In fact, it was on purpose, deliberately rubbing his itch with his cheek.

However, men don't seem to be afraid of itching at all. As her cheek rubbed against his shoulder, he enjoyed it.

"Isn't it itchy?" Chu Qi raised his eyes and looked into his deep pool-like eyes.

He lowered his head and pecked her on the lips, smiling with a seductive face: "It's not itchy." ”

She reached out and pounded his stiff chest, "I hate it, you can't pretend to coax me!

His eyes looked straight at her smiling cheeks and shy, and he smiled lightly, "Seven, the hard-working person seems to be me." ”

Belch......

The seventh day of the first month was choked.

Then his cheeks turned red, and he wanted to break free from his arms, but the whole person was detained by him.

His hands were clamped into his big palms, his legs were sandwiched between his legs, and one big palm was wrapping around her waist, so that she couldn't move.

Twisted his waist in his arms, then his little face wrinkled and sniffed.

"What's wrong, unhappy? Still uncomfortable?"

Jian Yiyang asked her softly.

"My back is a little sore. ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously twisted twice.

"Don't move. "Big palm

Hold her writhing waist and gently knead it for her.

"Seven. ”

A gentle voice sounded above her head, as if he couldn't get enough of her name.

"Hmm. ”

nestled in his bosom at his call.

"Do you regret it?"

I don't know how many times I've asked this question.

Chu Qi raised his eyes, his watery eyes looked at him, and his smile was bright and delicate: "Do you regret it?"

As he spoke, he gently pushed his knee on his lower abdomen like a mischievous, deliberately and intentionally teasing the hot heat.

She deliberately and deliberately provoked a fierce flame to rise violently in Jian Yiyang's heart.

One rolled over and covered her underneath.

Her eyes were as burning as cheetahs in the deep vortex at the bottom of her eyes, and her thumb gently caressed her cheeks, which were blushing but smiling, to her neck, and gently caressing her earlobes.

"Seventh, it is the responsibility to extinguish the fire that is kindled. ”

His voice was hoarse and deep, and there was a deep desire in it.

She smiled coquettishly, put her hands on his neck, and exhaled at him: "You haven't answered me yet?"

The fingers that climbed on the back of his neck drew circles on the back of his neck.

He lowered his forehead and pressed it lightly against hers. Holding her and flipping her again, letting her lie on top of her, her powerful arms wrapped around her slender waist.

"Seven, I never do anything I regret. ”

Lying on his body made her very comfortable and comfortable.

Legs up, knees against his thighs.

As her legs lifted upward, the quilts on both of them were arched by her.

Holding his chin with both hands, his elbows resting on his chest, he looked at him with a smile like a flower: "Okay, my answer is good and quite satisfied." ”

With his magical palms climbing on her back, he smiled like a spring breeze at the corner of his lips, "Quite satisfied?"

She propped her chin and nodded a little weirdly, "Well, yes! ”

"Seven, then tell me, what kind of answer are you satisfied with?"

With his hands on the back of his neck, he looked at her with a crooked smile, waiting for her answer.