Chapter 112: My Face
Yuan Yan turned to a comfortable sleeping position and lay on his lap, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a shallow pear vortex. She said softly, "Okay." ”
Well-behaved and soft like an obedient milk cat.
Xi Yan smiled, and gently rubbed Yuan Yan's stomach with his palm.
In the hot summer, Yuanyan's pajamas are all silk with a cool feeling, thin and light, and very comfortable to wear. Even through the fabric, it still can't stop the delicate skin.
Xi Yan rubbed it around her belly, and when she rubbed it to her waist, Yuan Yan's body was crooked, her legs were bent and she formed a shrimp, and said with a smile: "Xi Yan, can you rub it, I'm so itchy." ”
"Is this itchy?"
Xi Yan scratched lightly, causing Yuan Yan to roll over and over, and she kicked her legs and begged for mercy: "Don't ...... Other...... Hahahaha. ”
Just when Yuan Yan was itching and tears flowed out, Xi Yan suddenly stopped.
He seemed to hear a slight movement outside.
Yuan Yan was bullied by him miserably, and when he saw this, he seized the opportunity to turn over and suppress Xi Yan.
She straddled his waist and abdomen, her little hands grabbed Xi Yan's wrists and divided them on either side of his head, and her white forehead pressed against Xi Yan's.
Although Xi Yan couldn't see it, he could imagine this posture. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his appearance was calm and calm, and his flirtatious voice slowly overflowed from his throat: "What does my Yan Yan want to do?" ”
The four words 'my Yanyan' came out of Xi Yan's mouth, with a sultry restraint. Yuan Yan's heart was slightly swaying, and he was hooked by him.
"You ......"
"How am I?" Xi Yan chuckled, "Huh? ”
Yuan Yan pretended to be fierce and said, "You are not allowed to speak!" ”
"Oh? My Yan Yan is angry? ”
"It's all said, don't talk to you!"
Yuan Yan listened to those four words, and only felt that his head was dizzy, as if he had been poured Huadiao wine by Xi Yan, and he was so drunk that he lost his basic discrimination.
"My ...... Not. ”
As soon as Xi Yan opened his mouth this time, Yuan Yan held his cheek and blocked all his words with his lips.
Yuan Yan has a strong ability to learn and comprehend in other aspects, but she is still young and unfamiliar in these aspects, although Xi Yan has already taught her once.
She pressed her lips against him, and said softly: "Xi Yan, don't talk about it...... okay"
Besides, her soul was almost snatched away by him.
The warm breath intertwined with each other, the eyes of the Yuan Yan were rippling, the lips were pink, and the black hair was scattered over the shoulders, and then fell on Xi Yan's chest.
Xi Yan couldn't see, his palm was against half of Yuan Yan's cheek, and his rough fingertips traced her delicate eyebrows and eyes, moving step by step along the contours of the side face to her lips, and the fingertips were pressed lightly, soft and delicate.
He pinched Yuan Yan's jaw, lifted it slightly, and kissed the smearing lips like a rose in spirit.
Xi Yan whispered softly, like a sympathetic whisper: "How did I teach you before? Well? ”
His lips opened slightly, and his breathing became heavier. Yuan Yan only felt that her head was dizzy, sometimes cloudy, sometimes low, and the gap was huge, which made her heart tremble.
Yuan Yan reached out and pushed Xi Yan's shoulder, trying to avoid the kiss like a strong drink, but Xi Yan was locked on the back of his head and imprisoned in his arms and couldn't move.
While he comforted Yuan Yan, he didn't forget to tease her: "Is it so easy for Yan Yan to be shy when she is with me?" ”
Xi Yan chuckled, and the bridge of her nose was pressed against her, "With such thin skin, if we reach a certain step in the future, you won't be ashamed to death?" ”
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It rained heavily in the second half of last night, and the next morning, the sky was filled with the scent of grass, and the gray sky seemed to have been washed, and now it was blue.