A tingling itch hit his skin, Chi Yue trembled his eyelashes, and when he saw that he was still that careless, he couldn't help but climb his neck and play with him.

"Don't you like it?" She held her throat coquettishly, and her red lips fell on his Adam's apple, and she kissed him as if she were on the ground.

Wen Qizhou's eyes sank.

He tightened his grip on Chi Yue's waist, his eyes fell on the thin shirt, and he let the person in his arms mess up.

Duducicity: "I don't like it." ”

"Really?" Chi Yue noticed his chaotic breathing, smiled like a fox, and her slender white fingertips fell on his waist and abdomen, slowly brushing over the muscles and mermaid line.

The breath sprayed on his neck, not knowing that he would set himself on fire.

Wen Qizhou smiled lightly.

His palm was covered with a piece of softness, and he looked at the delicate cheeks with a flush: "Secretary Chi is capable of this?" ”

Chi Yue, who was confined in his arms, bit his lower lip lightly, holding back the muttering that overflowed his lips, and glanced at him provocatively.

"You have the ability, don't ......"

"Huh?"

He snapped his fingertips.

Before Chi Yue finished speaking, he was instantly overwhelmed by unspeakable emotions, and the flush on his cheeks also spread to his fair skin.

Realizing that she had the upper hand, she pounced on Wen Qizhou without admitting defeat, using all her strength, wanting to see him lose control.

As everyone knows, he fell into his trap.

The staccato babbling and the different meanings of the salutations haunted the whole bedroom, stimulating their nerves.

The moonlight refracted outside the window was shattered by two swaying figures, and even the broken light and shadow were full of ambiguity.

Temperatures continue to climb.

A hearty sigh sounded in the early hours of the morning, and the heat wave that permeated the surroundings gradually subsided.

Wen Qizhou wiped the stickiness of his fingertips, carried Chi Yue into the bathroom to wash it, and then gently hugged her to lie on the bed.

"Secretary Chi, good night." The voice mixed with lust came, like a kiss that fell on his forehead.

She made a feeble "um" sound.

The fragrance of chestnut flowers, which had not yet dissipated, was blown by the breeze that slipped into the window cracks, and accompanied them into sleep.

*

Since Xie Changxiao and Ge Huai joined the patrol, Wen Yaxian and Ge Qinyao, who couldn't stay idle, followed to find a part-time job in a rice processing factory.

They went out to work, Yan Shuo and Chi Yunyan followed Master Ming's arrangement, honestly stuck needles, and occasionally called Wen Qizhou and them to go out of the base to find supplies together.

However, the supplies are pitiful.

They don't toss anymore when they go out twice, and they guard the vegetables and chickens at home all day long, changing their tricks to make delicious food.

"Xiaoyue." In the second week of staying in the hospital, Xie Changxiao told them: "I have heard about Wang Xuran. ”

"Where does he live?"

"Villa Seven." He put down his baton and picked up the fan on the table to fan himself: "He goes to the clubhouse outside every Friday to play, and we can do it on the road." ”

"Is there still a clubhouse open now?" When Wen Yaxian heard the long-lost "clubhouse", it was difficult not to show a look of surprise.

Chi Yue didn't think it was strange.

After all, when they were in the city, they had seen the second ancestors have a party on the painting boat.

She wiped the water stains on her fingertips, sat next to Wen Qizhou on the sofa, and looked at Xie Changxiao, who was answering.

"Well, it's said that it was done by a group of second ancestors who don't do. But they don't go to the outside world, they all play with their own people. ”

"What to play?"

"Drinking, gambling, women."

"Women?" Ge Qinyao picked up the pu fan, and while fanning herself, she asked, "Are they voluntary?" ”

Xie Changxiao: "It should be." ”

Wen Qizhou: "Since he can find out about the existence of the club, it must not be a secret." Besides, there are now two armies stationed in the city, and they don't have the courage to force people. ”

(End of chapter)