Chapter 137: The thin lips were blocked by her again
The more she spoke, the more ridiculous it became, and her little white hand pulled the buttons of his shirt too much and leaned in.
"Shallow!" Lu Qingshi held her hand, and Qingjun's eyebrows were cold, "Calm down." ”
Jiang Qian didn't want to be calm, and he couldn't calm down anymore.
Her eyes were red with tears, her body was like falling into a sea of fire, and her soul was tormented by eating away at her bones. 818
The girl's sweet kiss fell on the corner of his lips and chin, and fell to his neck unbridledly, she was trembling all over, crying in a breathing voice, "Lu Qingshi, if you don't want me today, I will jump down from here......" m.
The qi and blood in Lu Qingshi's brain were flowing backwards.
"Don't talk nonsense," he pinched her chin, forcing her kiss away, "I really don't want to go to the hospital, I'll help you get the ice......"
Before she could finish speaking, she tore away the hand that was holding her chin, and her thin lips were gagged by her again.
She kissed him viciously as she tore at his shirt, tears sliding down her eyes and wetting the side of his face, "Don't you understand?" I don't want ice, I want you to ......"
Lu Qingshi couldn't bear it anymore and pushed her shoulder, but she held her hand and pressed it on her heart.
For a moment, his palm seemed to be on fire.
"Let it go!"
Jiang Qian didn't let go.
With tears in her beautiful black eyes, she looked at her brother stubbornly, with strong grievances and unwillingness in her eyes.
Lu Qingshi couldn't describe his mood at the moment, shocked her absurdity, hated her for not loving herself, and he couldn't wait to slap her hard to make her sober.
He withdrew his hand, but she pressed it so tightly that not only did he not succeed in taking it back, but it was more like ......
Lu Qingshi's arms were bruised.
Jiang Qian cried aggrievedly, looking at his avoidance of himself, crying and laughing again, "Lu Qingshi, what do you have to hide, you have kissed me a long time ago, that day on the sofa that sent you back, in the cave under the cliff, you treated me as a sister, you took off my clothes, do you still want to know what you did to me......"
Lu Qingshi closed his eyes.
Her elbows propped up on his chest, and the pain in his chest made his throat bloody for a moment.
"You've guessed that a long time ago, haven't you?" She bit his chin, held his wrist tightly with one hand to prevent him from moving, and her body was close to his arms, "You know that the person you dear is me, that's why you will move out, you are afraid that if you continue to live here, you will not be able to help ...... me"
"Ridiculous." Lu Qingshi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, preventing her from continuing.
He grabbed her restless wrist and pulled her away with all his might.
Jiang Qian's body was unstable, his wrist was pulled away by him, and the whole person fell on him.
All the strands of her hair fell down her delicate ears and landed on his face, and his snort was full of her beautiful daughter's fragrance.
The scent of rose milk's shower gel, and the body fragrance on her body, the girl's slender and white swan neck, slender collarbones, and the delicate white ......
Lu Qingshi's expression was blue, and he suddenly avoided his gaze.
Jiang Qian hates his ruthless and loveless cold face the most, why does she love him so much, he always refuses to look at himself more, refuses to pity himself a little, why no matter what she says, he just refuses to believe her?
Why can't he love her?!
Her heart was bitter, sour, all kinds of emotions were intertwined into a net to bind her tightly, she was depressed and almost out of breath, and under the ripples of tears, she bowed her head again,