Chapter 552 Don't go, okay

Qiao Wei was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Li Yeting.

His eyes were crimson, and he stared at her in a daze: "Don't go, okay......"

There was a hint of pleading in his hoarse tone.

Except for Qiao Weiwei, Li Yeting has never surrendered to anyone in his life, and has not apologized to anyone.

Qiao Wei looked at him for a while, and replied softly, "Okay, don't go." ”

She didn't want to leave, but her phone was left downstairs.

Li Yeting grabbed her fingertips, and with a slight force, he pulled Qiao Wei into his arms.

Joe was the only one who had his strength and didn't struggle.

Li Yeting's whole body was hot, and the breath next to her ear was even hotter.

His hot palm slowly reached in along the placket of her clothes, his fingertips constantly rubbing the soft flesh on her waist, and then along her flat lower abdomen, pushing her sweater up a little.

Joe pursed his lips and watched him sit up.

The moment his lips fell on her waist and abdomen, she couldn't help biting her lower lip, gasping slightly, and subconsciously hugged the back of Li Yeting's neck.

The only thing Qiao was wearing today was a skirt, and Li Yeting pulled her skirt straight off, holding her slender waist with one hand, and caressing the delicate skin on her body with the other hand.

Joe's only breath became even more rapid.

After a while, Li Yeting sat up on his knees, took off his shirt, and then pressed towards her again with a strong hormonal breath.

Joe was only a little emotional, and his little face was the same temperature as his fever, hot and red.

Li Yeting gently pinched her chin, and the hot kiss fell inch by inch along the delicate arc of her mandible, and fell to her lips.

The moment the lips of the two touched, Qiao Wei couldn't help but snort softly.

She looked at Li Yeting and let him kiss her.

He raised his hand, pulled her into the quilt, and called her softly over and over again: "Only, you are willing this time, aren't you?" ”

"Unique, Unique......"

Qiao Weiwei opened his lips slightly, and subconsciously hummed softly, responding to him.

The temperature on Li Yeting's body made her more and more out of breath, making her feel weak.

Li Yeting hugged her hard, entangled her lips and tongue.

His little one, his little mute, finally had a willingness to do it with him once.

He used his scheming to make her change her mind, but as long as she was willing to accompany him and stay by his side, what if he tried all means?

Qiao was so hot that he was sweating profusely, but he couldn't bear to push Li Yeting away, he had a fever, his endurance was not as good as usual, and he stopped gasping after an hour.

Joe was only held by him from behind, and he was not lightly tired, curled up in his arms, and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it wasn't dark outside.

Qiao only heard the sound of Li Yeting's breathing in her ears, and she turned around in his arms, glanced at him, and found that he was already asleep.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of the medicine I just took, or because of a high fever.

Joe Weiwei tried his forehead temperature again, and found that it was still very hot.

But even when he was asleep, he didn't relax the strength of his arms around her waist.

Qiao Wei thought about it, turned his eyes and glanced at his coat on the ground, stretched out his hand and carried it, took out his mobile phone from it, unlocked it, found Fu Li's number and dialed it.

Fu Li heard that Li Yeting had a fever, and immediately promised to come over immediately.

Qiao Wei hung up the phone and was about to put his phone aside, when he suddenly saw the WeChat icon.

She thought about it for a while, clicked in, and glanced at the circle of friends he posted at five o'clock in the morning, and found that he had set up some people to be invisible.

Obviously, Tang Yi was pulled into his invisible list.

Joe only took a closer look at his invisible list, and found that it was basically all men who crossed paths with her.

I have to say that Li Yeting really holds a grudge.