452 Night Smell 7

The distance between the two people stopped when it was about two fists, and An Chenglin took a good look at the woman in front of him.

I didn't apply a little powder, but my cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms, and the luster was so beautiful, full of cheeks.

This delicate white skin reminds people of peeled white eggs. Extremely tender, in the world, this kind of skin seems to have a description of the saying, called blowing bombs can be broken.

Even when I saw a girl with delicate cheeks, I didn't seem to notice this before.

At this time, the distance is close at hand, but people can't extricate themselves.

Ye Qingli lowered his head slightly, as if he was stunned for a moment. When you come back to your senses, it's the touch of the skin on your cheeks.

It was very lukewarm, very warm, and it made one wonder if it had just come out of that water after soaking in the hot water.

That kind of heat spreads from the cheeks to the texture and to the heart.

Ye Qingli subconsciously raised his head and saw his eyes as bright as the sun, and the light in those eyes was so shining.

Just by looking at it, you can understand the hidden rising heat from this unusual intensity.

"Are you alright?"

Her cheeks were not cold, but after skin contact, there was a sense of gap, and Ye Qingli felt that compared to his body temperature, hers was indeed very low.

At this moment, what is circulating is an inexplicable love thread.

Hooked up, a wonderful change of mood.

Ye Qingli looked around, he couldn't see anything, the space was very large, and a slight cool air in the night rushed in along the placket that was a little open.

What causes it is a tremor on the skin.

Ye Qingli moved slightly, wanting to distance himself a little more.

This coolness is nothing at all for Ye Qingli, who currently has so much strength. It's just that it's a reminder that she should stay awake when it's cold at night.

A strong, slightly rough hand, pulling some distance.

Ye Qingli felt it, the hand supporting the ground had not yet exerted its strength, and under the bent knee, there was an extra hand, and there was also an extra strength on the waist.

The strength of her clothes made her move backwards.

It's just that where can you retreat backwards, what you collide with is the warm touch of the body that is only half a fist away.

It's not so strange anymore, she seems to be getting familiar with it.

Slightly sideways, the change of posture made her body not very stable.

In the midst of the turmoil, she instinctively circled his neck.

This action was echoed with a contented chuckle. It seems to come out of the depths of the body, a low smile.

"I'm not going to let you get hurt."

How could it be, how could the person who cared for her in the palm of her hand make her hurt.

Neither can others nor themselves.

The bed was right behind him, so he didn't have to take a few steps at all.

Ye Qingli was placed on the soft bed. I don't know what kind of material it is, it's not soft enough, but even in my heart, it's a little soft.

The lights are not so dazzling, but at this moment, it is enough to make people blur.

Ye Qingli blinked, at this moment, he didn't know what to say. She could almost realize that she seemed to be in a state of emptiness.

That's right, it's the state of being empty.

Don't think about anything, don't go and don't think about anything.