Wei Yi felt a tightness in his hand, and then heard Qing Hong hurriedly say:

"Nope. This king has not heard of this custom. ”

Even the title has changed.

Wei Yi looked at his somewhat stiff body, and in the mist, his skin was even fairer and smoother, and he was a little reluctant, as if he wanted to see how this skin suddenly turned pink in such a mist. So, she said softly and regretfully:

"Haven't you really heard of this custom?"

"Nope!"

Qinghong almost categorically denied it. Such a direct attitude made Wei Yi unable to unfold smoothly even if he had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

"Alright then, here's this for you, I think you'll use it."

Wei pressed the thing with his fingers, and Qing Hong's fingers tightened when she heard this, but she found that her hand was still holding on and did not let go. As soon as his fingers tightened just now, it became a disguised clenching of her hand!

The heart danced to a strange rhythm, something softened, and something jumped excited.

"You can, you can let go, I've got the thing."

Fingers on the lips, bright eyes, dripping with one idea after another. Her voice grew coquettish.

"Guess what it is?"

"......"

Hearing the sound, Qing Hong was stunned, as if his heart was caught, he was nervous, his breathing became solemn, and his ears were full of the words "?~" and "?~" just now.

Good girl's family, why can't you talk well? What are you? Speak well!

"Yes? It's a comb, it's a comb. ”

didn't even dare to touch it again, Qing Hong leaned on the corners he had groped before, speculating.

Stroking his long hair, Wei said as he thought.

"I was going to sleep for a while, but every time I did, I felt very uncomfortable with my hair. Luckily, I had it with me. I just combed my hair, how about you? ”

She pointed to his arm, which was obviously very light, but it made the man stunned. When she saw it, her heart was filled with joy again, and her voice was slow and vague.

"Do you need me to comb your hair?"

When the words fell, Wei Yi felt a power and suddenly spread his hand away.

"I can do it myself, I don't bother you with this kind of thing."

Such a short, unsteady breathing voice made Wei Yi ask again.

"Look, are you telling the truth?"

Qing Hong was stunned, why should there be a difference between truth and falsehood? Don't answer, he thinks Wei Yi won't give up.

"Hmm. It's true. I can fix such a small thing on my own. You, you are not a slave, but a daughter, help me comb my hair, how can you condescend and be inappropriate. ”

Stretched out his fingers, silently approached the man in front of him, and at the same time as the words fell, his fingertips touched his arm, lightly, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, not painful or itchy, and it could be said to be as light as a feather. The fingers were restless, and they followed the line of his arm, step by step, step by step, towards his shoulder.

"Honestly, huh?"

"Hmm."

Qinghong had no choice but to respond again.

Feeling something light, he walked up his shoulder, stepped over his collarbone, stepped on the spot, and stopped on his chest.

The heartbeat suddenly became more noticeable.

Wei Yi stared at him, his voice was coquettish and demagogic.

"But why didn't I hear this from your heart?"

At the moment when the words fell, the light fingers went down, and the first step was settled, and suddenly he was held by another big hand, and he held it tightly.

The big hand suddenly wrapped the small hand tightly, and the two body temperatures were suddenly stirred together, and the heart suddenly became chaotic. Breathing, too, is messed up.

She was walking like this, where did she want to go? What did she want to do just now?

How could she!

Qing Hong breathed heavily, didn't know her movements, and was troubled by her behavior, but what was the matter with this faint joy in her heart?

Pursing his lips, the Adam's apple moved up and down, and he said calmly:

"What can my heart say? Can you still hear me? ”

Being held so tightly in this way, a feeling of being protected quietly arises. Looking at his forcible composure, those evil thoughts suddenly became like cool hot water, not so hot, not so wanted.

"If your heart really didn't say anything, I can't hear it, you don't have to be so nervous. Even if there were, I wouldn't demolish you. ”

As the words fell, the drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the momentary regret.

Qing Hong blinked in confusion, as if there was something wrong with what he said just now.

“…… No. You, put things down, spread your hands. It's not good that we're deadlocked like this. ”

Is it good, is it good, and after a long time, it will only be good? Okay, aren't we taking a shower together?

Wei Yi pursed his mouth and silently complained all the way to Qing Hong's side face. Strong muscles, a strong figure, clear body lines, and a good-looking and bright side face. Subconsciously, the Adam's apple couldn't help but move up and down.

This time, the bad taste didn't make this person red, which is a pity. But it's really hard for her to just let the delicious, smooth, tender guy not take a bite and walk away as if nothing happened.

The eyes narrowed, and they were all cunning and coquettish.

"It's okay for me to let go, and it's okay for me to leave after I leave."

Doesn't it have to leave if you leave together? You're going to tell me so well?

Qing Hong roared speechlessly in his heart.

"But if I want to leave, you must promise me one thing. I'll leave when I'm done. If you don't say yes, I'll keep doing it. Think about it, do you want to say yes? ”

"What do you want me to promise you?"

After a while, Qinghong returned to his usual uprightness.

“NONONO。”

Wei Yi shook his fingers, which he couldn't see, and his voice was so soft that he sounded like he was coquettish with a little girl, and he was more cunning and comfortable than a little girl being coquettish.

"You can only choose to say yes, or not to say yes."

Obviously, he chose to agree, maybe he would be tasted by her again; But if he chooses not to agree, he doesn't want to get out of the current predicament.

Do you find the rope and go up to meet another challenge that may come your way, or do you continue with the current challenge?

"I promise you!"

Bravely dying, Qing Hong nodded. Then, he felt the hand he was grasping move, pulled away, and touched his arm and shoulder again, but this time, it didn't move on the shoulder. Five fingers lightly pressed against his shoulder, and he opened his blank eyes, looking left and right. Nothing to see.

Wei Yi propped his chin on his backhand, stared at him, and smiled. A mouth, against his shoulder, snorted gently.

Hearing his "hiss", Wei Yi turned around and swam back.