Xi Mochen likes to see the posture of a little woman like her.

His eyebrows and eyes have always been cold, and at this time, it is rare, fainting a trace of gentle and gentle pampering.

She is really beautiful in her arms, so beautiful that every look and every action is flirtatious for him. The meaning of people.

If he still had some self-control over her, after that kiss in the car, the spark was enough to be set on fire.

Xi Mochen carried her into his room quickly, and during this period, his eyes never took his eyes off her face.

When he put her on his bed, he fixed his eyes on her face.

Unable to avoid her gaze, he leaned over, supported the weight of his upper body with one hand, grabbed her chin with the other, and said in a deep tone: "Good, look at me." ”

The voice, which is as low as a cello, seems to have a flirtatious voice. The magic of the heartstrings, Su Qiandui listened to the heartbeat inexplicably slowed down.

She was forced to look in his direction, but her gaze remained unwavering.

His eyes were so deep and immersive, and like a whirlpool, she was afraid to get caught up in them.

"Huh." Xi Mochen was amused by her expression, and laughed lowly: "Who is trying to flirt in the car. Dial me, this will, why do you admit it? ”

"I ...... How can I tease you, nothing! Su Qianhui chose to refuse to admit it.

"No?" Xi Mochen's thick eyebrows were raised lightly, and her fingertips rubbed lightly on her chin, this feeling was really different from the past.

No longer rough, but smooth and smooth.

He rubbed slowly, from her chin to the side of her face, then to her forehead, and then ran his fingers through her black hair, combing over and over again.

The tone was still low and dark, "Do you have an impression?" ”

Is this to awaken her memory?

"I'll just comb my hair."

Su Qianwei still denied it, how can she admit that she feels that she has no taste? It's even harder to say why you do it.

But when Xi Mochen's kiss fell to the center of her eyebrows, and then to the tip of her nose, she reflexively covered her lips, and still couldn't help but say: "Don't you like me like this, why do you still kiss me?" ”

Xi Mochen pecked the back of her hand covering her lips, "Where did you see that I don't like you like this?" ”

"That's it...... You ......" Su Qianwei felt a little embarrassed to say it, and hesitated a little.

"What's the matter, what's wrong with me?"

Xi Mochen's hands were not idle when he spoke, sliding from the side of her face to her neck, and then slowly sliding down to her waist, and the palm of her hand was slightly retracted, pinching the position of her itchy flesh.

Su Qianwei couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Ha, haha...... Don't touch it...... Ha ......"

"Then you say, or don't you say?" Xi Mochen said gently, and the movements between his hands were gentle, but for Su Qianhui, who was particularly afraid of itching, it was an uncompromising threat.

"I said it can't be done yet? Ha ha...... Don't pinch it yet. ”

"You speak first." Xi Mochen likes to see her smile very much, a pair of eyes, smiling like water covering the mist, dyed with a layer of alienated phantom color, very good-looking, but also tempting. Very human.

The laughter was even more beautiful, and he hoped that she would be able to laugh freely every day they were together in the future.

"Okay, I said." Su Qianhui had to compromise and express the doubts in her heart: "You didn't look at me much when you were in the car before, and your expression was still cold and more like an ice cube, isn't it obvious that you don't like the way I look now."

I'm still thinking about it, do I want to do what you like later, and put the old makeup back on? ”