Xiao Qingti secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand silently. Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he held his hand, and his voice sounded low in the darkness: "Enough touching?" ”

Xiao Qingti: "......" She had a little burn on her face, and coughed lightly: "I just want to see if your clothes are torn ......"

"Well, what about the results of the test?" His voice was still duffled.

"It's—it's."

"Then do you want to sew for me?"

"I don't have a needle and thread now—"

"It doesn't matter, how about sewing for me when I go back?" His face was on her shoulder, and his thin lips almost touched her ears.

Xiao Qingti shrank again, his breath was too close to make her feel uneasy.

She smiled: "Hehe, the palace master said that he laughed, the palace master still needs to wear sewn clothes?" She hadn't forgotten that he usually changed his clothes three or twice a day, and almost all of them were brand new.

Feng Hui Liuyu sighed lowly: "If it's you sew, I'll wear it." ”

This sentence is more ambiguous, and the meaning is obvious, but Xiao Qingti is almost immune to his set.

When he was with her, he didn't say a lot of similar ambiguous words, which caused her heart to swing and swing like a big pendulum.

She stopped talking and tried to minimize her presence.

The space is too narrow, and the air is obviously insufficient for a moment's effort, and Xiao Qingti was originally injured in the lungs, and gradually became a little breathless, and her breathing became thicker......

"The space is too small, and the two of them can't breathe enough......" Feng Hui Liuyu whispered.

Xiao Qingti was startled, lest he would dislike her and rob him of his air, his body stiffened, and he hurriedly said lightly: "I...... I'll breathe as little as I can, I've practiced the art of turtle breathing......"

Feng Liuyu: "......" It seems that the idea of 'he wants to kill her' has been ingrained in her heart, and he can't reverse it for a while.

His heart felt like someone had been stuffed into a pile of grass, stuffy and clogged.

She is now very close to him, and her body is closer than ever, but what about the heart?

Xiao Qingti really weakened her breathing, and tried to adjust her breathing as lightly as possible-

Rao is like this, the air in the small space is obviously insufficient, she feels flustered and short, the more she is suffocated, the more she wants to breathe, but she is afraid that he will dislike her, so she has endured. The harder I endured, the harder I became, and I slowly became a little dizzy, and even my hands and feet were a little weak......

"Look up." The wind returned to the valley and suddenly spoke.

Do? Wouldn't looking up steal his air even more?

Xiao Qingti wondered in her heart, but now she didn't dare to disobey his words, and slowly raised her head, but she quietly put a small hand near her neck, in case he suddenly strangled her......

A palm suddenly clasped the back of her head, and before Xiao Qingti could react, his lips had already pressed down—

Xiao Qingti's eyes widened in surprise, she subconsciously wanted to struggle, but his palm clasped the back of her head tightly, and in such a cramped space, she couldn't move, she could only let his lips grind on hers......

Her lips have just healed, and she is even a little itchy, and at this moment, under the attack of his lips and teeth, the **** feeling seems to be more serious.

She panicked and angry, not understanding what he was suddenly mad about. There wasn't enough air here in the first place.