God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

The two stayed in a locked room.

After Qi Yu entered the room, he still held onto her wrist.

After Ningmeng realized that something was wrong, she finally felt something wrong.

"Su, host?" Ningmeng whispered and called to Qi Yu.

Qi Yu grabbed her in one hand and walked in, and pulled down the tie he was wearing with the other. Hearing Ningmeng's voice, he casually responded.

Qi Yu took her to the sofa, then let go of her wrist.

Ningmeng looked up at him, and finally saw the appearance of her host crossing into her new body.

But Ningmeng had no time to take care of his handsome appearance at the moment. When she met his gaze, Ningmeng was keenly aware of a hint of danger.

Qi Yu's eyes, which were as thick as splashed ink, were dark and sharp.

Especially staring at her, like a hunter seeing his prey, made Ning Meng's heart a strange thought.

She actually thought Qi Yu wanted to eat her?

Ningmeng felt that her head must be broken.

Then, what happened next, told Ningmeng that it was not her that broke, but the world.

Ningmeng was pushed down on the sofa by Qi Yu, and then followed his entire heavy body on her.

"Host, what do you want to do?" Ningmeng panicked for the first time, even reaching out to resist.

"Mengmeng, don't move." Qi Yu pressed her petite body from behind.

After the two reached the bond, he called Ningmeng's name for the first time, and he was still so intimate, the voice that was deliberately lowered, low and sweet.

His voice was itchy in Ningmeng's ears, and at the same time, Ningmeng also noticed something wrong with Qi Yu.

His breathing became faster and faster, as if he was holding back something, and even fine sweat slipped off his forehead.

His black eyes were deep, and the light under his eyes was refracted into Ningmeng's eyes.

Ningmeng couldn't help but stopped trying to struggle.

And her pause just gave him a chance to get close to her and get in touch with her.

After crossing into this world, Qi Yu felt that his body was going to explode.

The body is hot, like a volcanic eruption.

He can be suppressed for a while, but he can't be suppressed forever.

And the way to solve his current state, and once and for all, is to...follow the instinct of the body and release it completely.

Qi Yu looked at the baby-faced girl under her body, her eyes confused, and her childishness did not get rid of her. The arms that hugged her body tightened, and then she sank and pressed it down.

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Everything that happened next was at a loss for Ningmeng.

Her brain was blank, very muddled.

Her body was embraced by him vigorously in a position that could not be rejected.

All the wing of his nose was the fragrance from the other party's body, and the other party's rapid kick sounded in his ears. The beads of sweat falling from his face fell on her body, and the breath of the two intertwined into a ball.

Time passed for a long time, and Ningmeng was also at a loss for a long time.

Until everything was resolved, he finally got up from her.

He is refreshed.

She is slightly tired.

Qi Yu quickly sorted out his clothes, his expressionless expression on his face, and returned to his former nobility and coldness.

Ningmeng, who was still trapped in the sofa, also moved. She stood up from the sofa, her legs soft and her thighs trembling slightly.