Chapter 142: Play Dafa

Yuan Yan: "......"

She glared at Xi Yan fiercely and charmingly, and spurned: "You are indecent, you have bad intentions, you are a disciple!" ”

Hmph, the little beauty is really getting more and more excessive!

"I'm lewd, I have bad intentions, I'm a disciple." Xi Yan was even more annoyed, directly and generously admitted, and even asked Yuan Yan: "Don't Yan Yan like it?" ”

Yuan Yan: "......"

She stared at Xi Yan's handsome face, and she really couldn't say anything against her heart that she denied.

"I don't want to tell you!" Yuan Yan pushed him away, "If you want to rub it yourself, I won't!" ”

She tilted her head in a sign of determination.

Xi Yan likes to tease her, and sighs deliberately, as if she is a little lost, "Sure enough, love will disappear, right?" ”

This soulless tone made Yuan Yan unbearable to hear. She struggled, and finally turned her head to look at Xi Yan and pursed her lips, still unable to bear to see him lost.

She hesitated, "You...... Don't do that, big ...... It's a big deal, I'll just rub it for you. ”

Xi Yu: "......"

He just wanted to tease Yuan Yan, but he didn't have this intention. After all, doing this kind of thing is easy to go wrong.

"Ahem." He clenched his fists and coughed lightly, "No need, I'll tease you." ”

Yuan Yan felt that he was about to refuse and welcome.

She couldn't resist and said, "No! I do what I say! ”

Xi Yu: "......"

It seems to have played Dafa.

Yuan Yan broke his hand and slid off his lap, squatting in front of Xi Yu, elbows supporting his knees.

The metal clasp makes a crisp "click" sound.

Xi Yan buckled the armrest of the wheelchair, and his usual cold expression was a little unbearable.

He breathed lightly and said: "Yan Yan, don't make trouble, be good, obedient ......"

The slightly cool little hand was covered, and with a gentle force, the green tendons on Xi Yan's wrist were exposed, the raised Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a low muffled snort overflowed from his throat.

*

Last night, there was a heavy rain late last night, and the vegetation was dripping. The next morning, the golden sunlight shone on the emerald green leaves, and the round droplets of water reflected the sparkling light.

Yuan Yan pillowed on Xi Yan's arm, sleeping sweetly in his arms like a milk cat. Xi Yan had already woken up, but at this moment he was still lying on the bed, his palms running along Yuan Yan's silky hair.

Yuan Yan arched in Xi Yan's arms, and slowly woke up after a mutter. When she opened her eyes, she saw the broad chest in front of her, as well as the seductive collarbone and the raised Adam's apple, the curvature of the neck was beautiful and lustful, and it was a beauty picture early in the morning, which made Yuan Yan feel very good.

She greeted Xi Yan with a smile: "Xi Yan, early in the morning." ”

"Early."

Yuan Yan didn't get up, nestled in his arms and looked at his palms, a little red, as if he had been abused.

She muttered and complained about Xi Yan: "Xi Yan, it's all your fault, my palms are still red." ”

Yuan Yan is really delicate. Xi Yan hugged her, her chin against her forehead, "I told you last night to let you stop making trouble, you yourself have to rub it if you are disobedient." ”

"But I wanted to let go after rubbing it for a while, but you didn't let me loose!" Yuan Yan pouted, aggrievedly accusing him of evil deeds.

Xi Yan: "Once this kind of thing starts, how can it be easily stopped?" I can't control it. ”

"Humph! You're quibbling! Yuan Yan felt that he was sometimes a big fox with a black belly, and he specially pit her to death.

She looked at her palms, which were obviously clean, but she always felt that last night's things were still on them.

Yuan Yan couldn't help but complain about him again: "Xi Yan, I blame you, my hands are not clean." ”

"......" Xi Yan pinched her chin and pressed the red lips, "It's that your hands are not clean now, and that's it for you in the future." ”