He said that if you don't write, you will bite her.

She couldn't write, could she draw, and he seemed to like the way she painted.

Bite her? Bo Qibao locked his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Inadvertently swept over her pink lips.

A thin blush crept silently up his fair face.

The young man's Adam's apple is very beautiful, and he rolls slightly as if he was in a mood.

She's so young...

He lowered his eyes.

The long eyelashes cover the eyelids, hiding the throbbing that quietly grows at some point.

His gaze fell on the white-clothed immortal in the painting.

The corners of the thin soft lips sank slightly: "Who is drawing?" ”

When Ah Chan heard this, his trembling eyes slipped with a gleam.

"Immortal Monarch~"

The soft and glutinous tone has been raised by one point, showing that she is happy.

The small body was unconsciously next to him.

With a soft finger, he gently touched the small flower bone: "Dumb treasure, and Xianjun~"

Thin Shippo ......

Stared at the white-clothed immortal with cold eyes.

A low hum seemed to come out of his snort: "Isn't my brother better looking than him?" ”

He accompanies her every day, where did he come from?

And the previous one.

He didn't find any of them.

Derpy, how many people are in her little head?

"This one doesn't count, repaint."

Bo Qibao snorted coldly, rolled up the painting in his hand, and wanted to throw it into the trash.

I saw that her little face was nervous, and she raised her hand to stop him.

Bo Qibao only felt that his heart seemed to be drilled into a bubbling acid-making machine.

"Goo, goo", bubbling sourly.

He jerked his head down.

Slender fingertips cupped her little face.

The voice hated: "How is my brother going to punish you, huh?" ”

Ah Chan ......

Why do you want to punish her??

The little obedient is not well-behaved at all, fierce and difficult to coax.

Bite her, bite her, she won't redraw.

Ah Chan raised his little face, puffing out his little face and looking at the little one who was dead: "You bite, you bite." ”

Just bite it, she's not afraid of pain.

Bo Qibao was slightly stunned.

The long eyelashes trembled in a trance.

The soft and cute delicate little face is sent into his mouth like this...

His heart was hot, and he tilted his head abruptly.

Adam's apple rolling.

The voice was muffled: "It's not early, go to bed." ”

As he spoke, he let go of him and ran away towards the bed.

Ah Chan's face got rid of the shackles, and he blinked a little dazedly.

Don't bite her again?

It's getting harder and harder to guess the little girl's mind.

She walked over on her little heels.

Tilting his head to look at the young man sitting on the edge of the bed: "Little boy wants to sleep in my bed?" ”

"Hmm." Bo Qibao lowered his eyes.

The tips of the white ears faintly sparkled with a thin red.

I lifted the quilt and sat in.

The tone was slow: "How many times have you slept in my brother's bed, I slept once in a dull treasure... Ahem bed, no? ”

Not?

"Yes!" Ah Chan immediately nodded.

Of course.

The little girl gives her all the good things, and of course she can also share her bed with the little girl.

System:...... There is no love face.

Silly treasure, alas! Your bad little obedient is a routine.

Get into your bed first, then ......

Your people!

Sooner or later, he'll leave you with all the hair left!

Derpy, how did you get this big badass?

Where can it be refreshed in routines and anti-routines? Wait online, hurry to kill it!

Bo Qibao held the little man in one hand.

Cover with a quilt.

Raise your hand and turn off the warm light at the head of the bed.

The night was quiet, and all I could hear was his trembling heartbeat and the soft breathing of the man in his arms.

All the secret thoughts seem to have escaped from the cage.

Thin Qibao thin soft lips tightly pursed.

Her eyes drooped slightly, sweeping her pink lips in a sleepy haze.

It was as if there were two villains fighting in my head.

Want to bite?

Biting??

Beast! Want to bite?