Luo Xiaoxiao chuckled, she hooked Beigong Yao's jaw, and exhaled like a lan: "Why did you forget what your name was?" ”

She lunged forward, her boneless arms wrapped around his neck.

"Don't be stunned, carry me to bed. Don't you want me? ”

Beigong Yao's eyes suppressed the storm that was about to come, and she thought about it again, she said that person looked very similar to him.

But among the faces she raised, there was no one like him.

Where he doesn't know, how many men does she have?

The more angry he was in his heart, the colder he became.

He didn't move, and Luo's little fingers went down his mid-coat.

No longer through the fabric, the fingers are in contact with the skin, and every inch that passes, it stirs up a burst of heat.

Luo Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and laughed like a cat: "Why are you still so reserved?" ”

Her legs rubbed lightly against him.

His hand was taken out of his shirt, but all the way down.

Beigong Yao snorted.

Luo Xiaoxiao chuckled: "It seems that you are not reserved enough." ”

"Luo Xiaoxiao."

Luo Xiaoxiao subconsciously raised his head, and his lips were choked by him.

His strength almost wanted to eat her raw.

Luo Xiaoxiao leaned back and collapsed on the bed.

was treated like this, instead of dodging, she stroked his waist with ease.

The moist eyes were even more provocative, as if urging him to hurry up.

No one could resist her temptation at this moment.

……

The bed tent fluttered slightly, and suddenly a sweaty hand stretched out, and she seemed to be unable to bear the grasp of the bed tent, trying to escape.

But soon, he was wrapped in the palm of his hand by a slender knuckle and grabbed it back.

……

Luo Xiaoxiao opened his eyes, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears, because of the previous incident, the cold voice was stained with hoarseness.

"You're awake."

"How are you?" Luo Xiaoxiao wanted to sit up, but her legs moved, and her face suddenly distorted a little.

Dry!

Did he think she knew martial arts, so she could control any posture?

Legs are going to be broken!

Luo Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and swallowed bitterly, rubbed her temples with one hand, and said coldly: "I accidentally drank too much and recognized the wrong person." You should pretend that it never happened. ”

Beigong Yao grabbed her hand that wanted to get out of bed, and his narrow eyes stared at her, almost aggressively: "Miss Luo sounds like she has experienced a hundred battles, so why is there still virgin blood?" ”

Luo Xiaoxiao patted Beigong Yao's face, and said with a smile: "You want me to praise you for your talent?" ”

She ignored Beigong Yao's instantly cold face, and commented: "It's a pity, it's a stunned young man who can only rampage." ”

She broke free of his hand: "This time, Miss Ben recognized the wrong person and didn't care about you." But while you still have enough time, you can read more books and learn some skills. Otherwise, the second lady doesn't have such a good temper as me. ”

"Oh?" Beigong Yao clenched her empty palm, as if she wanted to use this action to gather her temperature together.

"Miss Luo, isn't this going to be responsible for me?"

Luo Xiaoxiao said incredulously: "Are you going to marry you when I sleep?" If that were the case, I would have been predestined for hundreds of my lifetimes. ”

"But ......" she looked at Beigong Yao's peerless face, full of hints: "If you want, we can meet often in the future." ”

Beigong Yao knocked off her hand, her face was covered with an invisible layer of frost, and she got up and left.