After feeding the last bite of the bowl, Chen Jiaojiao put the bowl back on the table with satisfaction and watched them withdraw.

"Jiaojiao."

Hearing him call, she subconsciously turned her head. In the candle flame, his eyes were beautiful, as if he was brewing something, and hooked his hand to call her over.

"Sit down and play a game with me."

"What game?"

She felt that something was wrong with him, and his expression was like that of an old vixen beating rabbit meat.

But her curiosity was overflowing, and she wanted to play with him.

Qi Yan stretched out his hand to press her fallen hair back behind her ear, and her extremely gentle and seductive voice was like a spell.

"Guess boxing, Jiaojiao will take a hairpin if she loses, and I will take off my clothes if I lose, okay?"

Why play this kind of stupid game, Chen Jiaojiao felt that this game was stupid, but seeing that he was quite interested, she shrugged her shoulders and had to accompany her.

In the first game, she naturally lost and won a hairpin.

She lost the second game to the fourth game, and she couldn't play him since she was a child.

Chen Jiaojiao puffed up her mouth and touched her head, only to find that her head was empty, and she didn't have much with her, but now she took it off.

In the fifth game, after she took off her coat, she realized what this game was playing.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not early, why don't you rest early."

"I slept too much."

"I'm sleepy."

"You've lost."

The cloth is on the scissors, Chen Jiaojiao sighed in annoyance, and faded one more.

When she took it off, she tilted her head and smiled at him, and she felt that she had fallen into the fox hole, so she shouldn't believe that he had nothing else to do.

She carefully lowered her head and uncinched her collar and counted her clothes, and there were three left.

The action was taken into Qi Yan's eyes, and he pursed his lips quietly.

In the seventh game, Chen Jiaojiao lost another piece.

Before she could think of a good way to cheat, he lost the eighth game.

After the man took a bath, he wore only a white undershirt, and when he took it off, there was nothing.

Chen Jiaojiao sighed happily and raised her arms, "I won Your Majesty, Your Majesty take it off!" ”

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and didn't cheat, unbuttoned his clothes and took them off.

The fair-skinned and muscular body made Chen Jiaojiao lick her lips and turn her head away. It's not the first time I've seen her, but she's still red from her neck to the tips of her ears.

The soft lips pressed against his face, and her breath was suffocated, and he kissed and pulled back.

His arm was unsteady and fell on him all at once.

She swallowed, knowing exactly what the game was about.

"Your Majesty, I still have two more clothes!"

"Well, I'm the Emperor."

Qi Yan bit her tender earlobe, and didn't bother with the scoundrel muttering in her mouth at all.

I have thought about it for a long time, and the finches that cannot be eaten in front of me are really haunting.

"Jiaojiao."

The hoarse and deep voice was mixed with the burning breath of breath, Chen Jiaojiao seemed to be familiar with it, and she didn't dare to move on his chest at all.

The sound of his strong, powerful heartbeat made her even more nervous.

The villain is immature and obedient, he will do whatever he is called, Qi Yan now feels that forcing is not very interesting.

What's interesting is to coax her step by step to see her little face burn pink.

I'm scared without personnel, and I'll do what he says obediently, and I'm much more obedient than usual.

"It's not such a coquettish, don't be afraid to relax, don't cry."

The person below him bit his lower lip tightly, and his watery eyes sparkled. Qi Yan sighed, picked her up and comforted her softly, "It's not the first time, don't be nervous." ”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, still, let's come directly."

After speaking, Chen Jiaojiao closed her eyes in resignation, and the stiffness of seeing death as if she were at home was softened again.

The stamens absorb the morning dew and bloom, delicate and beautiful, and bloom movingly in the greenhouse.

"Breathe."

Hearing his voice in a drowsy state, Chen Jiaojiao couldn't wait to hang herself, "Your Majesty is Your Majesty, and you can't careless of human life!" ”

"When did I take people's lives, it was Jiaojiao who didn't dare to breathe, and she couldn't breathe when she held her breath........."

Chen Jiaojiao stiffened up with a carp, and blocked the lips of the person on her body angrily.

He looked like a good person who had been wronged, and she was so angry that she hugged his neck and didn't let go.

But someone always has a way to make her soften.

In the middle of the night, she was picked up from her bed.

"Wash Jiaojiao clean."

Being soaked in the warm pool water, Chen Jiaojiao was finally able to relax and breathe a sigh of relief, lying on the side of Tan, stirring the pool water with one hand.

"Jiaojiao," the man's handsome face came to the front of him, and Chen Jiaojiao puffed out her mouth and ignored it.

Qi Yan smiled and leaned over to her lips to leave a kiss, "What's wrong, angry?" ”

As if he was about to cry the next moment, he reached out and touched her hair, wrapping her arms around her.

"Why is Jiaojiao angry? Are you really going to ignore me? ”

A small murmur was mixed with the sound of water, Qi Yan really didn't hear it, and only heard it when he asked again.

"It hurts."

He smiled, not sarcastically, but full of pity.

When you're young, you're always scared of this kind of thing.

It's still a child, but the next time the people around me don't know if it's him.

"Jiaojiao, come," Qi Yan reached out and lifted her limp upper body and hugged her into his arms.

Smoothing her soft long hair, the villain was attached to his arms, and he unconsciously began to worry.

"Jiaojiao is not allowed to easily satisfy any man in the future, you must pick and choose carefully. After picking it, I have to call me to palm it first, understand? ”

She was sleepy and dazed, as if she was about to fall asleep in her arms, Qi Yan helplessly approached her face, "Did you hear it, remember." ”

Only the sound of water responded to him.