Song Ze was also willing to follow Zhou Qiao.

In this way, Jin Nanzhou asked, and Zhou Qiao could still say good things for him.

It was a private clubhouse.

The dried blood stains on Zhou Qiao's neck reflected her dazzling and contradictory, and in the soft light, her posture was solemn and her eyes did not squint. Even if she's never been to such an occasion, she wants to make herself look calm.

Wei Ran pushed open the door, and Jin Nanzhou was sitting half-lying on the sofa smoking. Bringing Zhou Qiao over, he and Song Ze closed the door with great discernment.

There was a faint woody scent in the room, which was relaxing.

Jin Nanzhou raised his eyes to look at Zhou Qiao, and his inky black eyes fell on her neck.

The blood stains formed two marks and landed on the collarbone.

Demonic.

Jin Nanzhou's heart trembled slightly, and there was wildness in his eyes, and he didn't hide it in the slightest.

It seems to be appreciating, but it doesn't.

Zhou Qiao was very nervous, but he still smiled.

Her cautious appearance made Jin Nanzhou unbearable, but she was helpless.

Who asked her to come from North City, and from that place.

Even if there is only a few tenths of a chance, he does not intend to let it go.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Zhou Qiao had no choice but to ask, "What are you looking for me?" ”

This is somewhat of a cross the river and tear down the bridge!

Jin Nanzhou sneered and reminded Zhou Qiao: "My fiancée is scared, what do you say?" ”

Zhou Qiao's pale face flashed in his mind, and he instantly understood.

She hurriedly apologized: "Sorry for scaring your fiancée?" ”

It's not cute at all to accept it, and the fault is all on the body.

Jin Nanzhou felt depressed.

He loosened his collar and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

"She has a heart condition, she can't stand the fright, what do you think I should do?"

Zhou Qiao didn't understand, and he didn't dare to speak presumptuously.

Her scarred face would have wrinkled even tighter, and she had nothing to lose.

Taking advantage of her distraction, Jin Nanzhou bit a cigarette and asked lazily, "Do you want to do it?" ”

Zhou Qiao's eyes widened, staring at Jin Nanzhou's Adam's apple.

"Uh......"

Her mind went blank.

Jin Nanzhou was too lazy to talk nonsense, and in the midst of smoke, he unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and came straight to Zhou Qiao.

Zhou Qiao retreated, a game, you retreat and I advance.

Jin Nanzhou always had the upper hand, Zhou Qiao was pressed against the back of the door, his cheeks were hot and red, and his eyes were clear and innocent.

Jin Nanzhou pinned the cigarette behind his ear and picked Zhou Qiao's chin with one hand.

The eyes are as deep as ink, and they are beautiful.

Wait for the prey to take the bait, and there is no movement.

Zhou Qiao emboldened himself, tiptoed up to Jin Nanzhou's eyes, and kissed him on the lips.

Green and bland.

Jin Nanzhou's eyes were slightly hot, holding Zhou Qiao's face. The cold and cold breath enveloped Zhou Qiao, and Jin Nanzhou gently guided her, little by little, to overcome her uneasiness and mess up her mind. She put her arms on Jin Nanzhou's neck, causing the corners of his eyes to fly.

At night, the neon from the glass window shook Zhou Qiao's eyes. She was covered with a quilt, and her exposed skin was red. This hearty toss, her appearance has a bit of a new desire.

Jin Nanzhou leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Zhou Qiao in the glass window.

He was actually her first man!

He was distracted.

Zhou Qiao naturally didn't know what Jin Nanzhou was thinking, she lifted the quilt and bent down to pick up clothes.

The blood beads on his neck were coagulated, and there was a trace of blood.

Zhou Qiao stretched out his hand and wiped it, there were blood stains. She snorted and drew Jin Nanzhou's attention back.

Jin Nanzhou didn't think much about it, stepped forward and crossed his upper arm, and Zhou Qiao was encircled in his arms, "Wait." ”

Get up and take medicine for Zhou Qiao.

There was a slight cool touch on his neck, Zhou Qiao bit his lip and endured it, and the slight pain was also blown away by the gentleness given by Jin Nanzhou.

Zhou Qiao suddenly smiled, leaned closer, and kissed the corner of his lips.

Faint, but also gentle.

Jin Nanzhou's hand in smearing her medicine suddenly stopped, and he pulled a wicked smile, "What? Fall in love with me? ”

When he looked at Zhou Qiao again, his eyes showed disdain.

Zhou Qiao shook her head, she knew how many catties and taels she had.

Everything that happened just now should be regarded as reparation, and when it is over, it is time to wake up.

What's more, she was willing.

As long as that person is not Mingrui, she is willing.