Qiao An silently turned her head, burst into tears, then took a deep breath, squatted down, put her hand on his shoulder, turned Jing Yiran around, let him turn his back to her, and then said coldly: "Turn your back to me, don't turn around." ”

Then press his body down so that his body can be completely immersed in the water.

And silently breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, Jing Yiran turned her back to her, even if the expression on her face accidentally collapsed, she couldn't see it!

The happy Qiao An unscrupulously began to relax her vigilance, smiled, and the light in her eyes became gentle.

Her fingertips tapped Jing Yiran's shoulder.

After hearing this, Jing Yiran suddenly exploded in anger, relying on Qiao An's inability to see his face behind him, and the corners of his lips hooked up a sneer.

This woman!

Is he so unsightly?!

He touched the scar on the right side of his face.

If he knew that this woman was beautiful, he should have put a skin here directly to cover the traces when he made a makeover, instead of making a random scar.

Let her see what he really looks like.

Make her disgusted!

Jing Yiran, who used to be a beautiful man, took a deep breath and tried to calm down, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw that after the woman stretched out her hand, the wide sleeves that fell into the pool were overlapping more than six layers!

He clenched his fists again.

This woman!

It's really a tight defense against him!

He felt that the disguise he had just built up with great difficulty was about to be broken by this woman's anger again!

No, he had to do something to prove his existence!

Qiao An was lucky, and was about to start dredging the meridians for him, but his hand was grabbed by Jing Yiran.

The blazing palm suddenly rested on the back of her hand, which made Joan startled, and she could clearly feel the thin callus in his palm, scratching on the back of his hand, like a feather on the tip of her heart, making her heart tremble.

Before she could react to scold, she saw Jing Yiran turn her head, a pair of dark eyes with a certain light, a little unreal in the mist, but extraordinarily provocative.

He said, "Master, you have dredged the meridians on your shoulder, it's time to get here." ”

His voice was low, like a fairy music in the valley, with a fascinating seduction, he said, and then took Qiao An's hand down and put it on the heart of his chest, and the hot skin, with this friction, rubbed out an ambiguous taste.

Qiao An tilted her head slightly, and saw the face that was close at hand, and Jing Yiran was just like that.

He tilted his head slightly, revealing only the intact half of his face, and because she was close, she could see the curly eyelashes, the straight bridge of the nose, and the slightly upturned lips.

"Poof."

Joan seemed to hear her own heartbeat, or just felt the thumping heartbeat in her palms and chests.

The beating feeling is very powerful, like Joan's self-control that is about to collapse at this time, and like the desire that is about to spread out from the bottom of her heart. Hopefully, you will be able to jump out of your body immediately.

She swallowed silently.

The corners of Jing Yiran's lips hooked slightly, turned around slightly, accompanied by the sound of splashing, the air around him became hot, and there seemed to be red light in his eyes, revealing temptation and dyeing love. desire, the whole person has become what Joan wants.

He clenched the woman's soft hand, feeling the softness, his whole face became extremely evil, and he raised his eyes and said, "You put your hand here to dredge the meridians, it is more spiritual energy than putting it on your shoulder." ”

His voice was like a hook, gently hooking the dusty strings in Joan's heart.

"Boom!" A bang.

The dust was light, and she seemed to see Lu Jingjie's face.