"You really don't want to taste the food of the Ten Thousand Demon Spirit Kitchen?" Qing Qian looked at the little egg playing in the distance, and saw that it didn't care about them, so he stabbed Night Star Han's strong chest presumptuously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that Night Star's cold face remained unchanged, he seemed to draw circles on his chest with his fingers.

Ye Xinghan looked down slightly and saw a sly smile on his face, and the little fingers that were moving in an orderly manner on his chest, numb from the outside to the inside, hitting his whole body.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Ye Xinghan's voice was a little hoarse, a trace of fire flashed in his eyes that had always been plain, and his light gaze became a little thicker.

The perpetrator showed that he was not scared at all, but his emotions were completely excited, "I—what can I do?"

Qingqian didn't need to look up to know the mood fluctuations of the man next to her, she rubbed her forehead against the other party's neck, as if she had done it countless times.

There was silence all around, and the little eggs were just frolicking in front of them, not noticing their small movements.

"Han ......" said quietly and lightly, smelling the man's body with a slight fascination.

If Ye Xinghan had barely been able to stabilize his mind before, but now he was touched by this charming and confused voice, and the thread called reason was suddenly broken.

"You brought it on yourself. Ye Xinghan dragged Qingqian into his arms, pinched the bad little hand in the palm of his hand with one hand, and pinched her chin with his empty hand, raised it slightly and pressed it.

Different from the fiery kisses in the past, this kiss came violently, like rain hitting pear blossoms.

Before Qing Qian could reflect, Night Star's cold tongue had already broken through her threshold.

Layer by layer is not resisting, layer by layer is routing.

Ye Xinghan didn't give Qing Qian a little bit of energy, looking at her crimson face and panting slightly, the fire in her eyes became even hotter.

In the end, Qing Qian's hand twitched slightly, and Ye Xinghan let go of her.

Both of them have a silver thread outlined on their mouths, ambiguous and fiery.

Qing Qian's brain was starved of oxygen by this storm-like plunder, and his eyes were foggy.

His hands and feet also lost their strength, and the whole person was weak and boneless, sticking to Ye Xinghan's body, and he could only rely on his chest to pant slightly.

There were drops of crystal sweat on his shallow face, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked like he had been bullied.

……

The little egg in front of him made a fuss for a moment, didn't hear the movement behind him, and trotted in front of him.

This angle made it not see Qing Qian's appearance, but looked curiously at Qing Qian, who was leaning on Ye Xinghan's arms, and said, "Master, what are you doing? What's wrong with her?"

Night Star hugged Qing Qian without changing his face: "She's too hungry." ”

Little Egg didn't doubt it, because after so long, even he felt a little hungry.

At this time, it would be nice to have roast chicken and duck, and it would be even more wonderful if there was some fairy fruit wine.

Qing Qian didn't expect that he wanted to tease him, but he was ridiculed by the front hoof, and thought that he would grow wise after eating a sting, but he didn't expect to be teased by the night star and couldn't help himself.

Hearing Xiao Dan's voice, Qingqian hurriedly left Ye Xinghan's arms, turned sideways, and coughed slightly, hiding her appearance.

"Little master, are you hungry?"

"It's a little ......" Qing Qian rolled her eyes, although she was still hungry physically, she was psychologically fed.

"Let's go, when you get to Yunmengze, you naturally have something to eat. Night Xinghan seemed to be in a good mood, and even the corners of his eyes had a slight arc of a smile.