When I got home, it was already evening.

It was pitch black in the villa.

"Xiao Qiqi, you're back~"

Qingluan had just turned on the light, and Shi Mo's voice came from the living room.

"Huh? Are you at home? Qingluan was surprised, "Why don't you turn on the lights?" ”

She thought there was no one at home.

"I forgot~"

"What the hell is this reason...

Qingluan just took off her black robe, and was suddenly hugged into her arms by Shi Mo, and her warm breath fell on her ears, with a faint fragrance, "Xiao Qiqi~Xiao Qiqi~ I miss you~"

"I've been out for less than a day..."

"I can't see enough~" Shi Mo gently rubbed the skin on her neck, her narrow phoenix eyes were deep and deep, "I want to lock Xiao Qiqi at home~"

"I should have said that, right?" Qingluan tilted his head, his slender fingers slowly covered his cheeks, and there seemed to be a silver light in his eyes, shining, "Only I can see you, it belongs to me alone." ”

"That little Qiqi ~ tie me up ~" There was a slight smile in the cold voice.

"Okay~" Qingluan couldn't help laughing, and his fingertips followed the outline of Shi Mo and landed on his sexy Adam's apple.

I don't know what I thought, my eyes were slightly in a trance.

After a few pauses, the Qingluan ghost raised his head and grabbed his Adam's apple.

Someone's breathing suddenly became a little heavier.

Suddenly it darkened.

The next moment, Qingluan was pressed under Shi Mo, and behind her was a soft quilt, warm breath and refreshing fragrance, surrounded her everywhere. It was also at the moment when she looked up that Qingluan realized that this was their bedroom.

"Shimo..."

"Xiao Qiqi~Eat me~" Shi Mo, who looked down at her, reflected her face in those beautiful and narrow phoenix eyes.

“... Don't eat! ”

"That~I'll eat Xiaoqiqi~"

"Etc.. Hmm.."

A scorching breath fell along with a kiss.

Qingluan soon fell into Shi Mo's gentleness, turning into a series of moving light gasps.

After the lingering, it was a new dawn.

Dappled light and shadow cast from the window to the bedside.

"Well, you're crushing my hair." Qingluan opened his eyes and pushed Shi Mo, who was still pressing on him.

"Does it hurt?"

Shi Mo adjusted his position, hugged Qingluan into his arms, and gently rubbed her head.

"I'm tired..."

"Then Xiao Qiqi will stay at home with me today~"

Qingluan's eyelids jumped suddenly.

Obediently...

Then she won't even want to get out of bed today...

"I want to sleep," Qingluan whispered.

"I'll sleep with Xiao Qiqi~"

As he spoke, Shi Mo's lips had fallen to Qingluan's ear, slowly sliding down to two small collarbones, and his big hand continued to go down along the smooth and tender skin, and Qingluan, who was directly touched, trembled slightly, "It's not... Do you say it's good to sleep? ”

Why is there a difference between her sleep and Shi Mo's sleep!!

"Yes~It's sleep~"

A smiling voice sounded in her ears, and her warm palms suddenly lifted her thighs and squeezed in.

"Hmm..."Qingluan, who was stimulated, bit Shi Mo's shoulder.

"Little Qiqi..."

"Hmm..."

"Little Qiqi...", a low panting voice, hoarse and sexy.

With such a voice, it's good to hear a foul...

"Hmm... In.."

"Let's get out of here~"

"Where to go?" Qingluan, who was in a blur, subconsciously responded, letting out a low gasp.

"Go to a place where there is only us~"

The beloved woman was under him, and the moving and soft moaning sound made Shi Mo can't help but increase his movements.

"Here... Well... Isn't it just us? Qingluan's voice was intermittent.

"Go to another world."

"Huh..?"

Seeing that Qingluan didn't seem to react, Shi Mo took a deep breath and looked at Qingluan's little face, his deep phoenix eyes rippled with starlight, reflecting tenderness and affection, desire, "Go to my hometown." ”

"Hometown..?" The pitch-black eyes were as blurry as water at the moment, and Qingluan barely pulled back a trace of reason, "Which one..."

"Xiao Qiqi, you promise me first." Under the hoarse voice, there is a deliberately suppressed desire.

"Well... Well, I promise you..."

did not ignore the joy in his eyes, and the movements that were no longer suppressed.

What greeted Qingluan was a more fierce offensive.