Chapter 52: Big Guy, Let's Fight! 52
A large hand pressed against her waist at some point.
Push her body down.
Qinghui only felt that he was hugged by him.
Then pressed into his burning arms.
His chin was also against the top of his hair.
Circled her whole body into his arms.
Qinghui was stunned.
I wanted to look up blankly.
His head was pressed against his chin firmly.
Isn't it going out?
What are you doing with her in your arms?
I felt him press a little tighter.
Then he sighed, as if he was quite satisfied.
"Yes, it's cool."
Qinghui: ? What do you say?
Seeing that Qinghui's white and tender little face was full of confusion, the corners of Chi Yan's lips hooked again.
He bowed his head to the little girl's forehead.
Then his hand squeezed the little face.
It is indeed comfortable, the little girl's body is cold and cold, like a piece of warm jade, her body temperature is not high, but it is not too low.
With this soft skin, it can't be more comfortable when you hold it.
Especially in the hot summer.
I saw that he was holding himself and didn't speak, and he kept rubbing against himself.
Qinghui fell into a deep confusion, and subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to push him away a little.
And then the hand was also caught.
This person was stinking and shameless rubbing against Lord Lingjian's body.
He also rubbed Qinghui's with his face.
"It's really comfortable to hold in this kind of weather."
The noble boy's movements looked a little lazy, and he circled his long legs and circled the little girl into his arms.
His words were relatively low just now, and Qinghui didn't hear them clearly.
Now I hear it clearly.
Qinghui: ???
Qinghui was a little hairy, "What are you doing?!" Do you use me like an ice pack?! ”
Do you want to fight?!
Seeing that the little girl was about to kick again.
Chi Yan held down the little girl unhurriedly.
"You used me as a hot water bottle, what did I say?"
When the weather was a little cooler, he ran to drill his bed every day and slept with him, but he didn't say anything.
I'm afraid of the cold, and I'm not satisfied with rolling when it's overheated.
The main thing is that it's a real rollaround.
Roll yourself to dust, and you don't have to mop the floor.
Chi Yan narrowed his eyes and pressed Qinghui into his arms again.
"What's more, I'm going to take you to eat cake later, and you still say that you want to raise me, shouldn't raising me meet my needs?"
Qianjia saw Chi Yan enclosing the little girl in his arms, explaining his crooked reasoning seriously.
Asah: Emmm, yes, it's good for you to be happy.
If you think about this cause and effect, it doesn't seem that there is much of a problem?
Chi Yan looked at the emotions in the little girl's eyes, and knew that the other party was moved.
But the little girl raised her head, "Don't rub it anyway." ”
Did you touch the Spirit Sword?
What, I touched you first? That's your pleasure!
Look at the one who justifies you.
Chi Yan couldn't help but laugh when he looked at her expression.
He pinched her face again, rubbing his fingers against a small piece of dust that had been imprinted on her face from somewhere on the couch.
Well, very well, this little girl helped him find a hole in the cleaning again.
Thinking like this, his voice sounded with a slight helpless doting.
"Rubbing myself like a little mud monkey all day long."
Bear child.
Then bow your head slightly.
The lips seemed to rub against the little girl's fair cheeks unintentionally.
It was the little girl who let go, straightened her collar, and said casually, "Go change your clothes, go out to eat cake, move around, and then go to dinner." ”