Chapter 3: Don't mind demonstrating in person
Gu Tingjun is her elder brother, but they are not related by blood.
Chu Qiyue stepped back vigilantly, only then did she realize that she was sitting on the man's lap, how could there be a way out.
It was her negligence, she only thought about completing the order on time, and she didn't think that there was a difference between the two men and women!
Gu Tingjun looked at the little guy's defensive eyes, his sword eyebrows slanted and arced dissatisfied, and he approached, "You're afraid of me, huh?" ”
The last tail note rises, domineering and full of predatory eyes, revealing unknown danger.
Chu Qiyue heard her own heartbeat thumping and accelerating.
With a weak heart, he slapped the man's handsome face, "Why are you leaning on me so close!" ”
"What do you say?"
Gu Tingjun deliberately teased her, her handsome face was closer, so close, the natural fragrance on her body after bathing was intoxicating.
Chu Qiyue's face couldn't help but turn red, and the heat climbed to the root of her ears, her hands and feet froze there at a loss, and she could only instinctively grab the collar of his shirt.
Full of male hormones, the breath sprayed on her face as the man exhaled and breathed.
Getting closer.
The breath is getting shorter and shorter, and the nervous heart is about to jump out.
She slowly lowered her eyes and raised her chin slightly, she didn't know what to cater to......
"I've been washing for a long time, and I still have eye droppings."
The man spoke suddenly, his tone rather disgusted.
Chu Xuanyue raised her hand and wiped it from the corner of her eyes, and opened her eyes to meet the man's playful gaze, "You seem to want to ...... just now"
"The ghost wants to kiss...... Gu Tingjun, you deliberately bully people! ”
Chu Xuanyue realized that she was almost out of the words, her face was blushing and she was embarrassed, and her little paws scratched Gu Tingjun's chest twice.
"Huh." Gu Tingjun was amused by her annoyed kitten, grabbed her two wrists, and wrapped her tightly in the military uniform she had taken off.
The hard-textured military jacket still retains the man's fiery body temperature, and the wisps transmit warmth through the skin.
Chu Qiyue shook slightly, her chin was pinched by the man's rough thumb, and she was forced to raise her to look at him.
The man's eyes are too sharp and domineering, and the aura of dancing alone makes people can't help but bow down.
Chu Liyue unconsciously wanted to turn her face away, and was broken back by the man domineeringly.
"Stay still." Gu Tingjun stopped her from tossing and continued to toss, and his other finger probed her left cheek.
The rough fingers pinched the slender cotton swab, lowered the head, and gently wiped the wound on her cheek with rare gentleness.
The clear smell of alcohol follows the man's gentle movements on the delicate skin of the cheeks.
The wound stung by disinfectant alcohol is hot and painful, and the person who hurts is upset.
"You don't need to apply medicine, just throw it and you'll be cured."
Chu Qiyue has been afraid of pain and death since she was a child, and she would rather endure hardship than take medicine and injections when she is sick with a cold.
She reached out to push him away, but was forced to grab a pair of wrists and clamp them between her legs.
Gu Tingjun chatted with her to divert attention, "Haven't girls always cherished their faces? ”
"Sister has always relied on talent!" Chu Qiyue came with her mouth open,
With a snap, the man slapped her on the ass.
The soft and elastic touch fell, and the two people involved were stunned.
Gu Tingjun's fingers moved, and he seemed to still be able to feel the feeling of Fang Cai.
"Hey, Gu Tingjun, you're abuse!" Chu Xuanyue surged up with a stream of qi and blood, all the way from her cheeks to the roots behind her ears, screaming and struggling to escape.
Her body twitched, her knees pressed against his key parts, and he easily dodged them.
In order to facilitate the rubbing of medicine, Gu Tingjun raised the girl's two arms above her head with one free hand, and the long legs wrapped in military trousers knelt down on the girl's soft lower abdomen.
After a while, Chu Qiyue finally gave up struggling, panting and slumping on the sofa tiredly, a layer of delicate beads of sweat on the tip of her nose crystal clear.
As she went up and down, the fragrance of the girl's body was diffused in the air as her body temperature rose.
"I don't mind showing you what real abuse is if you mess around again!"