The smile, with a slight hint of interest, suddenly bloomed on his lips, with a bit of a dangerous taste.

Ye Qingli stepped back almost instinctively, but unfortunately, sometimes, even if there was a reaction, the effect of speed was absolutely not to be underestimated.

The hand behind him seemed to have predicted such an action in advance, and all of a sudden, he asked to hold the woman's waist steadily.

The moment before he approached, Ye Qingli heard his voice:

"It seems that I'm still too good to you, so that you still have the heart to do this."

The smile on the corner of his mouth widened, and gradually, it was retracted again.

Ye Qingli felt that there was a feeling as if the world was spinning, at first, her eyes were wide open, and her consciousness was still very clear, but later, the darkness that was slowly approaching in front of her made her close her eyes.

When you can't see things with your eyes, you become more sensitive to the senses around you.

She felt everything around her.

The man, hugged her tightly, everything he did.

Finally, he slowly stopped, pulled away a little, and looked at her.

His cheeks were slightly red, as if he was half-drunk, and the corners of his mouth and eyes were also red.

Ye Qingli didn't move, to be precise, at that time, his brain was already a little dead.

Maybe he lost the strength to think, or he didn't want to think anymore, in short, Ye Qingli didn't move, just stayed quietly like that.

Her heart was beating fast, again and again, beating extremely powerfully, and she had the illusion that she had just experienced a big war, and she was a little physically and mentally exhausted, but it was not entirely like this, and there seemed to be some excitement in it.

She didn't know very well, but she quietly waited for the heat on her body to slowly come down.

She felt that her heart, with great difficulty, was finally cooled down by the slightly cool air of this season.

Finally, the confusion of consciousness, some taste of recovery.

However, this realization did not last long.

The initiator, I don't know when, actually appeared in front of Ye Qingli's eyes again, and there was such a clear smile in his eyes.

But inexplicably, people perceive the approach of danger again.

This smile is as if something is brewing.

Arouse a wonderful feeling, even if you are curious, and you want to refuse, which may happen next, may not be so desirable to be accepted.

Ye Qingli heard his voice:

"You're probably thinking well, but it's a pity, I've always been a good person, and I don't necessarily want to be a good person today."

In that gentle gaze, there seemed to be some emotion brewing and accumulating, like a prelude to a storm.

Ye Qingli stepped back a little, putting a little distance from him, his brows moved, and he didn't stop it.

"Well, at this level, it's probably really not going to stop me at all."

The tone is still so gentle, but in the end, I probably can't hold back the surge of emotions, and there is some ambition in the words.

Ye Qingli suddenly had a feeling like a thorn in his back.

She was almost a second, screaming in her heart, screaming in her heart.

Instinctively, I wanted to retreat again, but unfortunately, there was only one step.

She felt as if she had become a prey.