Also, she could clearly feel the abdominal muscles on his body, which were still eight pieces!

Thinking about it, Ye Lonely didn't feel that his qi and blood were surging, and he was close to the seven orifices!

I really want to touch his bewitching and beautiful handsome face, and I also want to kiss his thin lips......

Somehow, Han Qi was stunned for a second, and Ye Lao naturally came to his senses.

Wait a minute! What the!

Could it be that she was tempted by Han Qi's face again? Ye Lonely, Ye Lonely, you are so useless!

Ye Liao regretted it, and saw that her little claws were pinching Han Qi's perfectly bony chin.

I'll it!

What is she doing? How did she become so shameless and act directly on men? Ye Lonely took back his claws with a swish, but accidentally touched the ** on Han Qi's chest again.

Ye Lone: !!

At this time, Han Qi only tensed his tall body slightly, but his powerful iron arm still didn't let go of Ye Lone.

Not long after, he stopped in front of Ye Lone's room, and then carried her into the room.

Ye Lone: "......"

Brother, is it really good for you to trespass into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night? In ancient times, she had to make a promise!

Suddenly, Ye Lao remembered that according to a normal woman's thinking, should she shout shyly and say no at this time?

But she's good, the man who broke into the boudoir didn't mean that, she took the lead in getting started, as if she had never touched a man in her life!

There were more and more crooked thoughts in Ye Lao's mind, and her little face, which was already full of rainbow colors, became even redder, as if it had been painted with a layer of red paint.

"Ahem—"

Ye Lao coughed twice to cover up his weakness.

"Put me down!" Ye Lao pushed Han Qi's copper-iron arms with both hands, frowned, and whispered in annoyance.

"You can keep touching my chin, I don't mind." Han Qi not only didn't let it go, but also made great efforts to sit on the edge of the bed with Ye Lone.

The strength is neither light nor heavy, but Ye Lonely just can't break free.

Ye Liao sat on Han Qi's lap diagonally, and the feeling of discomfort made her extremely uncomfortable.

She struggled and yelled incoherently, "I mind, you let me go!" ”

"Don't move! I can't guarantee what will happen next! ”

Han Qi lowered his eyelids, and his cold voice gave an order, and his tone was so strong that he couldn't be ignored.

But Ye Lao just didn't eat the tough set, "I'll move, I'll move, what can you do!" ”

Ye Lao was still moving up and down as he spoke, twisting his body as soft as water, and his water snake-like waist looked even more unbearable in Han Qi's big hands.

As Han Qi's hand on Ye Lone's waist tightened, Ye Lone's ass suddenly felt a heat, and finally, she stopped her swaying body.

She seems to have bumped into Han Qi's **!!

It's embarrassing!

After Ye Lao realized this behavior, he was about to get up by rubbing the ground, and Han Qi seemed to feel Ye Lone's embarrassment, and gradually loosened the arm that was shackled on Ye Lone's waist.

So, Ye Lao got up and ran to the farthest position from Han Qi at a gallop, making defensive movements with both hands, looking at Han Qi as if he had seen a hungry wolf who wanted to eat meat.

"Han Qi, you are so shameless, how can you on this occasion-"

Han Qi pretended not to know, propped his hands on his side, leaned back slightly, his black eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Ye Lonely leisurely, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Heh, what's wrong with me?" ”

Ye Lao pointed at Han Qi with one hand and complained: "You-you shameless one!" In this case, you actually got into estrus, shameless, shameless! ”

Han Qi said lightly: "I'm shameless, who ran out to seduce me with a sheet?" ”

Ye Lone: "......"