"You...... What are you doing? An Xiaoxi was nervous and stammered a little.

Bowing his head and leaning over, Qiao Wenhan's snort rose and fell clearly, rhythmically slapping on An Xiaoxi's cheeks and the tip of his nose. It was like volcanic lava that burned her face.

Through the thin shirt, An Xiaoxi could clearly feel the warmth of the man in front of her emanating from his skin. Dressed to show a thin and unclothed body, the temptation is full of points.

Jian Mei frowned slightly, as if he was full of thoughts. And those clear and sharp eyes, with two faces, gentle and cruel, complex and charming. After watching it for a long time, it seems that I want to be sucked by this deep and heroic eyebrow.

"Remember?" Qiao Wenhan lightly lifted his lips.

"Remember My Smell"

Looking at each other, Qiao Wenhan unhurriedly took off his shirt.

Not only the smell, but also the hormones of an adult man.

"I remember the smell, I thought it was ......," An Xiaoxi whispered.

"Why?" Qiao Wenhan looked at An Xiaoxi's round eyes, like a lion looking at the deer he had just hunted.

"Thought you were going to ......"

"What are you going to do?" Qiao Wenhan smiled evilly.

An Xiaoxi felt ashamed and pulled the quilt to cover her face with a sharp pull, before blushing completely.

Qiao Wenhan felt the outline of An Xiaoxi through the quilt, and An Xiaoxi hid in the quilt, as if her whole body was electrified.

The body involuntarily becomes docile.

Qiao Wenhan lifted a quilt corner, and An Xiaoxi's face was already all red, like a ripe peach.

"Fish"

Qiao Wenhan gently called An Xiaoxi in a voice that he had never heard before.

Look at the pretty woman in front of her, her lips, her eyes, her nervous eyelashes, her freckled nose and puffy cheeks.

So, naturally.

The red lips are printed with the red lips, the hands are in the palms, the heartbeat is accompanied by the heartbeat, and the breath is inhaled.

The deep kiss, like a whirlpool, made the two spin and fall, sinking in this secret and gentle sea.

An Xiaoxi gradually became unconscious, and her mind repeatedly remembered the words of Madame de Pompadour, the mistress of Louis XV: After I die, no matter how big the flood is!

Indulge in this sea, but An Xiaoxi has not forgotten that she is just a contract lover, and she is trading with money to do these things.

Thinking of this, a tear rolled down An Xiaoxi's cheek.

Qiao Wenhan stopped asking for his lips.

Looking at the tear on An Xiaoxi's cheek, I remembered that tear many years ago.

On that night when love was gone from him, there was also a woman crying in his bed.

Qiao Wenhan gently stroked An Xiaoxi's tears, walked barefoot to the wine cabinet, and poured a glass of whiskey.

“Sorry”

This apology gave An Xiaoxi, and also gave him the love that he once swore allegiance to.

An Xiaoxi lifted the quilt, and her body was very sensitive after the heat dissipated. Involuntarily sneezed. Qiao Wenhan threw a pajama from the chaise longue, and An Xiaoxi hurriedly put it on.

Qiao Wenhan's big clothes were covered on the little An Xiaoxi, and An Xiaoxi was even more exquisite.

Passing An Xiaoxi a glass of wine to An Xiaoxi, who was spread out on the bed, Qiao Wenhan rubbed his drowsy head.

"Damn it"

The devil's olfactory training evokes the instinctive pleasures of human nature.

But Qiao Wenhan has never been able to treat An Xiaoxi like any other woman. It seems that there is a program in his body that automatically controls him, preventing him from invading An Xiaoxi.

The most important thing is that on the side of the cliff by the sea, An Xiaoxi said "like" with tears.

It's not love, it's love. There are few people in this world who can really like it, and he knows the weight of this liking.

Qiao Wenhan, who stopped at the point, relieved An Xiaoxi, and also gave An Xiaoxi a trace of respect.

The man who pitied her was only Qiao Wenhan from beginning to end.

From the elder brother of the adoptive father's family to Chen Hansheng. The men closest to her never cared about her feelings. Just take advantage and vent.

Only Qiao Wenhan was romantic, but in fact, he gave her the greatest respect. I can see her fragility, and I can't see her. I saw the tears in her eyes, and I saw the tears in her heart.

was supposed to be a warm and kind person, but now that he has become a tyrant, Qiao Wenhan must have Qiao Wenhan's story. He didn't say it, An Xiaoxi could feel it.

She has a new understanding of Qiao Wenhan, which is a good understanding.

"It's not too early, I'll go back first"

An Xiaoxi was about to go back to the room when a large nosebleed dripped onto Qiao Wenhan's dressing gown.

The four looked at each other, and the scene was very awkward.

"Excited?" Qiao Wenhan put his arms around An Xiaoxi's shoulders with his bare body and handed An Xiaoxi a tissue.

"What do you say! It's on fire" said An Xiaoxi's nosebleed again, and it dripped onto Qiao Wenhan's bed.

The fire aroused by Qiao Wenhan burned too strongly, and An Xiaoxi was embarrassed again this time.

"Do you want to really give you defeat?"

Saying that, Qiao Wenhan was about to take off An Xiaoxi's dressing gown. An Xiaoxi hurriedly grabbed the nightgown with both hands and made a vigilant gesture.

"Ok, don't move you"

Qiao Wenhan let go of his hand, An Xiaoxi bounced on the ground, and fled from Qiao Wenhan's room as if flying.

The cleaning maid came in and saw the blood on Qiao Wenhan's bed.

At this time, the entire Qiao Mansion was lively.

At dinner time, An Xiaoxi said that she would not come out to eat if she was not feeling well. In fact, because he was shy, he was embarrassed to share a room with Qiao Wenhan and sat opposite him.

What I am most afraid of is seeing Qiao Wenhan's eyes.

Qiao Wenhan had no choice but to instruct the kitchen to make some light and nourishing dishes for An Xiaoxi alone.

"Miss is not feeling well, you make some tonic for her to make up for it"

Maid and cook, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other. Coupled with the red incident that has spread for a long time, Mr. Qiao and Miss Yu are afraid that there has really been actual progress.

An Xiaoxi felt sleepy and slept until half past eight. The maid brought in dinner, and An Xiaoxi was stunned when she saw it.

Black chicken and red date soup.

Ejiao cake.

Eight treasure duck.

It is all tonic for conditioning the female body and strengthening the source of cultivation, An Xiaoxi already has a nosebleed, and she will definitely not be able to sleep after eating these. However, compared to insomnia, thinking that the entire Qiao Mansion knew what Qiao Wenhan was doing with her in the afternoon, this was the most fatal.

The aunt in the laundry room saw the red blood stains, the cooks got the will to give Miss Yu a tonic for them, the maid in the living room saw An Xiaoxi returning to the room with her hair scattered in a nightgown, and Qiao Wenhan, who had nothing on her upper body, drinking whiskey.

It's really unreasonable now, not to mention that An Xiaoxi is still a hired lover, everything is natural.

The next day, An Xiaoxi appeared with more serious dark circles under her eyes. Qiao Wenhan was on the side.

"Can't sleep after a whole night?"

"Not really! Do you have that much charisma? Aftertaste"

In fact, it was said that An Xiaoxi was also a little weak-hearted. Qiao Wenhan's figure was pestering her all night, and she couldn't sleep at all.

The servant next to him had already exploded in the WeChat group.

"I'll just say they're together!"

"The young master is really here this time"

"Will there be a little master?"

"Wow!"