Chapter 51: His breath was aggressive, his eyes were treacherous, and he stared at her like he was looking at a prey......

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In the dark, Ye Hao had a pair of black eyes, like an eagle falcon, sharp and bright.

His eyes were lowered as he stared at the whisper lying in the crook of his arm.

The girl was very restless, her eyes kept rolling around, and she was quite emotional.

Sometimes he was worried and anxious, sometimes he was helpless, and sometimes he would look at him cautiously.

It's like peeping at him if he's asleep, and I'm afraid that he will find out, so I don't dare to move too much......

After just a few times, her anxious brows were tangled.

Like a little ghost......

"When you sleep, you sleep with your eyes open?" Ye Maocang's tone was slightly deep.

The light voice was stunned, but he didn't expect Ye Haocang to speak suddenly.

She hurriedly buried her head and whispered, "I'm going to fall asleep soon, and I'm just brewing sleepiness......"

"......" Ye Mao Cang curled the corners of her lips and was amused by her.

Involuntarily, his hand touched her emaciated cheek.

Suddenly touched# was touched, and the heart of the startled light voice jumped.

Seeing that her eyelashes trembled slightly, she was obviously frightened, and Ye Haocang didn't take her hand.

Instead, he picked up her earlobe with his fingertips.

Small ear beads, touch # feel full # full of softness.

The fingertips with thin calluses have just been scraped, and they have caused a light voice to tremble.

He couldn't help pinching her little ear beads and deliberately kneading #twisting.

"No, uh-huh......"

Her #voice directly changed the key.

Ye Maocang looked at her uncomfortable and hidden #forbearance expression, pursed her lips deeply, and smiled.

"So much?"

"I—I don't have ......"

The light voice rolled up his eyes in confusion, exhaled hot air, and his skin was red and seductive.

Because of the strange reaction of her body, even her voice became hoarse, and there was a little more bewitching #charm.

What's wrong with her?

As if taking the wrong medicine, I was touched by the night cang, and my whole body was lightly burned......

The thick fingertips of the night cang, along the root of her ear, all the way down.

Fall to the collarbone, tossing and turning# Lian.

She could clearly feel that the movement he had touched, and every skin seemed to have thousands of electricity# flowing through.

Bring up a burst of crispy #numb, uncomfortable, but comfortable feeling......

That's right, it's comfortable.

The ensuing comfort made her trembling body stretch out.

Her expression and her body's reaction made the smile of the night grow darker.

"Don't touch me there, itch ......"

The light voice shrank his shoulders, and the words he said had a simple meaning, and there was no sense of provocation #tease, but he could hear it in the ears of the night, but it was charming.

"Leprechaun." The man let out a low roar, his voice deep and hoarse.

With a spin, the night canopy crushed her to the bottom of her body#.

The light sound of the brain banged, and the blood in the whole body was instantly drained.

Her cat-like eyes were round, and her glowing pupils were full of confusion.

She felt an eruption somewhere in the night, right up against her legs.

He had an aggressive breath and a treacherous look in his eyes, staring at her like he was watching a prey......

"Brother~~" The soft voice sounded timidly.

She was so stunned that tears were about to come out.

The whispering of this brother's cry was like pouring a basin of cold water on the night.

directly extinguished the fire that burned wildly under his belly......

Ye Haocang's eyes were gloomy, and he stared at her for a long time before he turned over from her, lay back on the bed, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief......

"Sleep." Ye Haocang turned to the side, only looking at her, but no longer touching her.

He was afraid that if he touched her again, he would be completely unable to brake the brake.

Qingyin's brain is very messy now, where can she sleep, she is ready for insomnia.

Ye Mao Cang is not, his place has not completely disappeared, and the people lying next to him are obviously within reach, but he can't touch them.

It's not that I don't want to touch it, but I am reluctant to ......

"You, can you still sleep?"

Seeing that Qingyin closed his eyes, he asked.

In response to him, the girl's faint snoring......