Chapter 397: Shall We Choose a Traditional Posture?
"Yes, in order for them to let their guard down, it can only be so."
It's just that as soon as he remembered her blank expression at that time, he felt a tightness in his lower abdomen.
Quan Moxu's gaze suddenly became deeper and darker, and he was deeply entangled in her.
Xia Qinghuan swallowed, "What are you doing...... Look at me like that? ”
They seemed to be discussing a very pure topic, why did they suddenly look at her like this?
"You're good-looking."
Quan Moxu suddenly threw down a few words, and immediately picked her up from the chair, striding away her long legs.
Xia Qinghuan was startled and suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck.
But when he thought of the three words he just said, he couldn't help pursing his lips and hummed: "You said I was ugly a few days ago, a man's heart is really a needle under the sea, and he is very fickle, changing every day!" ”
Quan Moxu lowered his eyes and stared at her, and the corners of his lips suddenly hooked evilly, "Men sometimes can't believe what they say." ”
“……”
At what time could you not believe that day, or that you can't believe today?
Xia Qinghuan thought about it, and sighed secretly, it seemed that she couldn't believe what she said in bed......
Glancing around, he said unhappily: "There is no bed here, where are you going to throw me?" ”
"There's a couch."
"So small, are you sure the two of us won't fall?"
At this time, she couldn't help but admire herself a little that she could discuss this topic with him so calmly.
Quan Moxu pondered for a moment, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, "More than enough to accommodate one person." ”
"But we're two ......"
Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.
Xia Qinghuan opened her mouth wide and looked at him incredulously, this man is really dirty, she didn't expect it, he was dirty all the time!
Quan Moxu also took a special look at her, sniffing the fragrance on her face that had just been washed with peach blossom wine, the real fragrance was refreshing, making his voice involuntarily more hoarse, "You are on this king, or this king is on you, choose one, and it won't fall." ”
“……”
She knows, she guessed, she doesn't have to say it, okay?!
Xia Qinghuan rolled her eyes speechlessly, and in the next second, the whole person was suddenly put on the couch by him, and the long couch with a brand new blanket looked extraordinarily soft, or- it was her whole person pillowing in his arms that would make it look so soft.
The arm was still wrapped around his neck and did not let go, and her body, because she was suddenly put down by him, also looked a little tight.
Quan Moxu hooked his lips and smiled lightly, and the flickering candle flame illuminated his handsome face more and more deeply and hazy.
"Don't you choose?"
“……”
How can she say this choice?
But Xia Qinghuan held back for a long time, and in the man's eyes that seemed to be more and more smiling, she was still a little scared, for fear that he would say something earth-shattering, so she had to sneer: "Then the first time, let's still choose a traditional posture?" ”
"Okay."
His thin lips opened lightly, and he spat out a word of forgiveness.
Xia Qinghuan finally got nervous again.
She is really a person who is only suitable for lip service, and when it comes to the real knife and gun, it is like dying!
Quan Moxu was so pleased by her appearance that she was facing a great enemy, he approached her, kissed her delicate face that had just been washed with peach blossom wine, and then narrowed his eyes slightly......
I don't know if it's appreciation, "You're like a peach blossom waiting to be picked now......"
"Pretty?"
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