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In the end, Chu Qi still helped, but his face was also blushing, no different from a boiled prawn.

"Yiyang ......"

Chu Qi called Jian Yiyang's name softly and delicately, because at this moment, she really didn't know what else to do except call his name.

Then he was so stupid, looking at him like a wooden fool, blushing and staring at him with a pair of eyes like pearls without blinking.

"Silly Seven. Jian Yiyang called her very dotingly, holding her with one hand, and caressing her smooth hair with the other hand, with a warm look in his eyes.

Chu Qi bowed his head slightly, and gently hit his stiffly bound chest with his forehead.

Pick her up and walk down the steps to the pool.

"Do you want to swim?"

One hand supported her hips, and the other gently hugged her waist, "Seven, you are so beautiful." ”

His hands were tightly clinging to his neck, and Chu Qi buried his head in his neck socket, ashamed of himself.

"I hate it, I've already carried people into the water, and I asked if I want to swim, is there a person like you?"

Chu Qi buried his head in his arms, shyly and lightly.

Jian Yiyang didn't make a sound, just looked at her with his warm eyes without blinking.

"Yiyang," a suppressed and comfortable tweed came from her mouth.

Chu Qi's eyes looked at his ink eyes in a daze, and his delicate lips were pouted, making people want to hand it over in one bite.

"Seven, my seven. ”

Jian Yiyang called her name, leaned over her lips to grab her delicateness, sucking, gnawing and tossing softly and domineeringly.

Chu Qi's whole person fell softly into his arms, at his mercy.

Jian Yiyang is bad, and he hangs on her.

"Yiyang ......"

The misty eyes of the seventh year looked at him with longing, longing for him.

However, the man just didn't give it, and looked at her with burning eyes, but he didn't make the next move, just stood guard at the door and didn't enter the door.

"Yiyang," she called his name again, longing for his fulfillment.

"Seven, do you want it?"

The man smiled wickedly, his eyes crooked at her.

Chu Qi nodded, nodded heavily, and looked at him with watery eyes, "Yes." Yiyang, give it to me. ”

"Seven, tell me, who am I?"

The big palm gently rubbed her cheek like white porcelain jade.

"Yiyang, you are Yiyang. It's my Yiyang. ”

Chu Qi's misty eyes looked at him shallowly and misty, and the delicate red lips were slightly pursed, as if inviting him to taste.

"What else?"

For the answer of the seventh year of junior high school, the man was obviously very dissatisfied.

"My man, the man of the seventh year of junior high school, the only man. ”

There was a roaring fire on the seventh day of the first month, and at this moment, the whole person was soaked in the swimming pool.

In this way, it is like being in the realm of ice and fire.

"And who are you? Tell me, tell me, and I'll give it to you. ”

"The seventh day of the first month, the seventh day of your first month. ”

The soft voice of Chu Qi sounded in his ears, and his whole body collapsed on top of him like a ball of soft mud, unable to exert any strength at all.

"Seven, do you love me?"

Chu Qi nodded, nodding heavily: "Love, Chu Qi loves you." ”

"Love whom?"

"Love is also Yang, love is also Yang. Yiyang, I'm uncomfortable, it's very uncomfortable, can you come in?"