Unconsciously.

Chi Jiao was pressed on the sofa.

After the kiss, she lay on the soft sofa, panting slightly with her small mouth open, and looked at Quan Jue with wet eyes.

It's like a little milk beast that has just been bullied.

Quan Jue looked at Chi Jiao's cold cheeks, and only felt that her innocent and pure eyes with a little silent accusation were like a hook to hook his soul.

He lowered his head and bit her lip again.

"I can't wait." The boy's low voice suppressed some emotion.

Chi Jiao knew very well what Quan Jue was talking about, and her earlobes were red and almost dripping blood.

"I'll turn eighteen early next month, Brother Quan."

- At that time, he didn't have to treat her as a child anymore.

She's a serious adult, too.

In fact, her current soul is a serious adult.

She doesn't think there is a need to wait until a fixed point in time to do something, she just needs to go with the flow and come naturally.

Quan Jue naturally remembered Chi Jiao's birthday, he curled the corners of his lips and looked at her little face wantonly: "So what? You're eighteen, what do you want to do? ”

Chi Jiao felt that Quan Jue's ambiguous low voice was the best soul hook for her.

As an adult soul, she also has normal seven emotions and six desires, and will also have certain fantasies and preferences.

will also be beautiful because of the spring.

Hooking Quan Jue's neck with both hands, Chi Jiao raised her body slightly, leaned into Quan Jue's ear and whispered, "Whatever Brother Quan wants to do, I will do it." ”

The sweet voice seems to be filled with fine wine, with a natural intoxicating charm.

With a sweet breath, it pounced on Quan Jue's ears.

The heartbeat beat increased wantonly at this moment, and the nerves in the whole body were also excited at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that his usual self-control is amazingly strong, and he can still maintain a trace of sanity now, Quan Jue feels that he should carry the squeamish bag that is teasing him to the bed now, and let her know what the fate of flirting with him will be.

"Jiaojiao, are you challenging my endurance now?"

She knew what he wanted to do.

But he still deliberately said that kind of thing.

Isn't it just a challenge to his endurance.

Chi Jiao saw that Quan Jue was sweating on her forehead, and blinked her big watery eyes: "Brother Quan, in fact, you don't have to work so hard......"

As she spoke, she approached Quan Jue's ear again and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.

Chi Jiao's words fell, Quan Jue picked her up, got off the sofa, and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

An hour later.

When Quan Jue went to the bathroom to wash his body, Chi Jiao was already tired and groggy and fell asleep.

Originally, I wanted Chi Jiao to wash her hands, Quan Jue walked to the bed silently, and when she saw that she was sleeping, she turned back to the bathroom, took a clean towel and soaked it in hot water, and returned to the bed to help Chi Jiao wipe her hands.

Chi Jiao didn't seem to feel it, and she still slept very deeply.

After wiping her little hands clean, Quan Jue remembered the madness just now and sighed in a low voice.

- His self-control, in front of Jiaojiao, seems to gradually become ineffective.

Putting the towel back in the bathroom, Quan Jue returned to the bedside, and when he saw Chi Jiao kicking the quilt aside, he pulled the quilt over again and covered her body.

Finally, he gently dropped a kiss on Chi Jiao's forehead, and then he turned around and walked to the small sofa in this room to lie down.