So Ye Xinghan stood at the door of the market with a basket, his face so cold that he could freeze a layer of ice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After tossing for a long time, Qingqian finally bought the vegetables and patted him like a big dog: "Let's go home." ”

The basket couldn't be stuffed, and Qing Qian also carried a large bag and a small bag in his hand.

While humming a little song, she jumped around, not having the majesty of Baizhou before, but more like a lively and lovely little girl.

Night Star Han looked at her back, and looked down at the food in his hand again, his expression didn't seem to be so cold.

"If you love me, you will hug me, if you love me, you will kiss me, kiss, hug, love you......"

Qing Qian skillfully plucked off the petals of vegetables and threw them into the basin, humming a messy and incomprehensible tune in his mouth.

"What's for dinner?" Ye Xinghan asked, standing at the door of the kitchen specially opened for Qing Qian, looking at her.

"Anchovies, sweet and sour pork ribs, cabbage and shiitake mushroom vermicelli pot, and kelp keel soup. ”

"You know how to do it?" Ye Xinghan was a little surprised, unable to associate these dishes with a heartless foodie.

"I used to only know how to eat, but many times it was always inconvenient. People are slowly pondering on their own, how can they figure out the hall and enter the kitchen!" Qing Qian turned around and threw a wink.

Qingqian is used to talking to herself, just when the other party will not answer her, who knows that Ye Xinghan actually snorted.

Qing Qian's surprised expression seemed to make Ye Xinghan feel good, and he smiled lightly.

This smile is like melting snow in spring, bright like peach blossoms, and the cold breath seems to fade with his smile, and there is an indescribable bright color between his eyebrows and eyes.

The shallow saliva was about to flow out: "Han, don't laugh like this outside, otherwise there will be a large group of people chasing you to make a promise, then I will lose a lot." ”

Night Star Han stretched out his hand and lifted her chin, a rare hint of teasing and lightness in his smile.

It shows a bit of thrilling charm, and it has the potential to be a disaster.

Qing Qian felt that he was starting to have a little difficulty breathing: "Don't laugh......"

Before the words fell, his lips were gagged.

The previous kiss in Baizhou was different in time and place, and it was even more tense and exciting.

But now in a quiet and warm environment, this kiss has a different kind of tenderness.

As if he wanted to make up for his regrets, Ye Xinghan first sucked on his lips and felt it.

Only then did he pry open his lips and teeth and roll in, and the hand holding the other party's waist slowly tightened.

The other hand clamped the shallow chin and fixed it to prevent it from escaping, savoring the taste of the soft lips and tongue curling and intertwining.

Although someone is heartless in other aspects, he really doesn't know anything about it.

Originally, Qing Qian also wanted to fight with Night Star Han for 300 rounds, but he lacked experience and was not Night Star Han's opponent at all.

This realization made Night Star Han feel quite pleasant, and his subordinates' movements became more and more leisurely, teasing and flirting as much as possible.

But he forgot that he was shallow and faceless, and his learning ability was not bad, and after the first few internships, he quickly figured out something.

She grabbed the other person's neck, pulled him down a bit, and took the initiative to respond, deepening the kiss.

Ye Xinghan's figure is just a head taller than Qing Qian, so tossing and turning, his body is stacked, and it is incomparably compatible.

After a while, the two separated, out of breath, and opened their mouths to say, "Han, where did you learn this technique?"

"What do you say?" Ye Xinghan didn't shake a cold face, but asked rhetorically.

Qing Qian shook his head: "Anyway, it's not me, my skills aren't so bad!"