"What do you mean?"

He Dong squinted his eyes and smiled, then stood up, walked to her side, and lifted the cloak from her head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A delicate little face was suddenly exposed to the dim light, he looked intently at her black hair and white skin, leaned over and slowly approached her red lips, and a familiar body fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

He was much taller than her, and Cheng Qinghe's whole body was shrouded in his shadow, but she stood, not moving at all under his approach, and his gradually enlarged face was clearly reflected in her eyes.

However, at the moment when the two of them met their lips and teeth, He Dong missed her red lips and whispered in her ear: "He is a man, you should know what my conditions are." ”

As he retreated, Cheng Qinghe's long eyelashes trembled, and he said, "I understand." Then she grabbed him by the neck and, as if with some determination, embraced him into his arms.

But because she was too short, she stuck to his neck instead.

The soft breath imprinted on his collarbone made him gasp, but after a moment of joy, he quickly cooled down, and his eyes were deep, like a bottomless whirlpool.

"Do you know what happens if you do that?" His voice was low and mellow, with a hint of warning.

Cheng Qinghe, who was in his arms, was quiet when he heard this, and replied softly, although it was light, but in his ears, it was like a roar, making his muscles tremble with excitement.

"I'm not going to give you a chance to regret it." He stooped down and picked her up, and kicked open a door with a beaded curtain behind it, staggering as they walked by.

The supple black hair sagged all the way until it was pressed against the soft bed by its owner.

He Dong propped his hands on her sides, took a deep breath, got up and brought over a jar of things, "Don't worry, with this, your injuries will heal in three days." ”

Cheng Qinghe didn't speak, she lay on the bed, her eyes looked at the ebony wall above her head, and she felt the coldness on her ankles, something covered her burning wound little by little, and the coolness of the spleen dissipated the thirsty pain that had lasted for a long, long time.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He Dong put the jar aside, not caring whether the people on the bed felt his caution, but sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes struggling.

But this struggle didn't last long, and after a while, Cheng Qinghe found that the clothes on his lower body were gradually pushed up.

Dream Eater Aya obediently automatically hidden, revealing the thin skirt she was wearing, she couldn't help but move, and He Dongyi grabbed the ankle of her other foot.

He Dong looked at her delicate jade feet for a moment, then pushed her legs to the side, and the skirt slipped off, revealing her fair and delicate skin.

"If someone else had asked you to do that, would you have agreed?" He finally covered her, the silky touch making him breathe short.

Cheng Qinghe only felt that a soldering iron was pressed on his body, and he was very awkward, and she was stunned when she heard the sentence he asked, no, without hesitation, this was the answer that her heart told her.

But why not? She wondered about herself.

"Could it be that in your bones, you are actually a casual woman?" He didn't go any further, as if waiting for her answer.

His heart was tormented at the moment, yes, he was waiting for her answer but he was afraid of what she would say.

Whatever, woman? Cheng Qinghe's eyes were confused, maybe, right? If not, what is she doing now? But you see, she had no choice but to live and appear in front of her father alive.

"So, what are you waiting for? White Stone. She said coldly.

He Dong was stunned for a moment, and quietly walked over with a look of shock, "When did you find out?" ”

"From the moment you looked at me seriously." She knew that if she saw such a look once, she would not forget that He Dong was Baishi!

He Dong, oh no, Shiraishi pressed his hand to the side of his face, a mist of light flashed on his face, and he took off a translucent mask and placed it on the head of the bed, revealing his originally handsome face.

His mood seemed to get better the moment he was exposed, Cheng Qinghe didn't know what he meant, but when he saw him smiling, he slowly approached her lips and kissed her gently.

"You're so smart, but this time, you sent it yourself."

Seeing that he sighed and quickly undressed him, Cheng Qinghe was inexplicably flustered, she grabbed his undressing hand, and said coldly: "Senior brother, have you forgotten that we are senior brothers and sisters?" ”

Bai Shi raised his eyebrows, "Naturally, I haven't forgotten, junior sister doesn't want to break her word and get fat?" He's coffin shop has never been a loss-making business. ”

"But ......"

After Bai Shi finished undressing, he pressed her hands on top of her head, and whispered in her ear: "Since the last time, junior sister should be mentally prepared for this day. ”

It seems to be different, but it seems like it all takes for granted.

Although Bai Shi looked very thin when he was outside, but when he took off his clothes, he looked strong and powerful, he pinched Cheng Qinghe's slender chin and said: "I will tell the world tomorrow that you Cheng Qinghe is my Bai Shi's wife, the future head of the Bai family." ”

"I don't agree."

"You have no position to object, Cheng Qinghe, I tolerate you escaping for too long, I don't mind arresting you back to the Bai family and training you well." He was above her, speaking in a deep voice.

As for how to train, he Baishi naturally has a way to make her convinced.

As the young master of the family, he naturally has the ability and courage to bring her back, the reason why he let her stay outside for so long is just to understand her childish nature and let her play, originally he thought he could wait a little longer, but now the opportunity to come to the door, how could he miss it?

"You ......" Cheng Qinghe couldn't hold back his cold mood anymore, and kicked between his legs, he seemed to always have the ability to make her angry.

Shiraishi took the opportunity to press her legs sideways, squinted his eyes and said, "You are trying to murder your husband, huh?" ”

"You let go of me!" Cheng Qinghe struggled, sweating on his forehead, as hot as cooked shrimp.

"What are you doing letting go? Go find that little young master of the Murong family? He's not bad enough for you? ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Cheng Qinghe gritted his teeth and said, of course, what annoyed her was not his words, but his messy hands on the skin behind her waist.

"Shhhh Seeing her struggling, Bai Shi coaxed slightly, thinking that he was a master of the Ming Dynasty, and he actually said such a thing to a girl who was nearly ten years younger than him, if he was seen by his subordinates, he was afraid that he would lose his big teeth in shock...... (To be continued.) )