Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

The sleeping Wen Qi had no idea what the man beside him was thinking.

When she woke up, it was already half dark, and the room was groggy, and she didn't know how long she had slept.

Wen Qi looked around in a daze, and finally realized that he was no longer in the Imperial Study Room, but returned to the familiar Kunning Palace.

When she was still thinking, the man's hands across his waist tightened, which immediately attracted her attention, and Wen Qi looked up at him in a daze.

Ming Yi had a half-smile but not a smile: "As agreed, let me kiss you after approving the memorial. You are lucky, you sat in my arms and slept for a long time, and you didn't even respond when I hugged you all the way back."

Wen Qi's mind was still dazed, and when he heard the man's aggrieved words, he immediately softened his heart, hooked his neck with his hands, and comforted him softly: "Then kiss now."

After the words fell, Ming Yi raised his lips.

He just likes to see the way the girl sent him to the door in a daze.

With five fingers spread out, the big hand perfectly fit the back of her head, holding her in place and pressing her hot lips against it.

Fiery, intense.

The more you kiss the girl, the more powerless you are to lean back. Fortunately, the man is supporting her with his big hands, and there are also strong arms around his waist.

Wen Qi was dazzled by the kiss again, his curved eyelashes trembled constantly, and mist filled his eyes, which accumulated for a while and directly flowed out from the corners of his eyes, flowed obliquely along his temples into his black hair, and disappeared.

"Well……"

Mingyi once again let her go one second before she felt suffocated, licked his lips contentedly, and looked at the pitiful look of the girl whose eyes were full of water, mist, trembling and red, his eyes rolled deeply in his Adam's apple.

He held her in his arms with his big hand on the back of his head, stroked her little head comfortingly, and coaxed in a low voice: "This time, I lasted longer than last time, and you won't feel so uncomfortable after practicing a few more times." ,good."

Wen Qi took a deep breath, her lips were tender and attractive, it took her a long time to calm down, she covered her mouth with her hands decisively, and said sullenly with red eyes: "Today's kiss is over, you are not allowed to kiss again!"

Ming Yi raised his eyebrows, the smile on the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, but his lips responded calmly.

If he doesn't kiss, you can kiss him obediently.

Anyway, he could always coax her into agreeing.

Ming Yi curled his lips and thought.

Not the slightest bit guilty about cheating on a girl.

Seeing that he agreed, Wen Qi slowly put down her slightly swollen lips, and turned her head to look. The man was sitting in front of the desk, and there was an open book on the desk, which read "The Art of War..." She blinked and looked away.

Before going to bed, she sat sideways, but this time she was sitting face to face.

"By the way, where's the food box?" Wen Qi suddenly thought of the unopened food box, a little annoyed.

She was originally there to deliver food, but she fell asleep before watching him eat.

Wen Qi frowned.

Ming Yi laughed, pressed his forehead against hers, and said ambiguously: "I originally wanted to eat you, but when you fell asleep, I ate the pastry as if it were you, and the food box was sent back to the back kitchen. The pastry is naturally in my belly .”

As he spoke, he pinched the girl's palm against his abdomen through a layer of fabric.

It's a little hot.

This is the thought in Wen Qi's mind now, she subconsciously pinched her fingers, but she didn't pinch the meat, it was all strong flesh.

Well.

a little hard.

Mingyi's eyes gradually darkened, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The girl's soft hands pressed against his abdomen, warm and soft, and pinched, as if teasing him, the itching was unbearable, and he began to heat up again.

Wen Qi didn't notice it, blinked his eyes, and put his little hand on his stomach instead.

Well, soft.

nice to touch.

Wen Qi's eyes lit up, he pinched the flesh with his hands, and then let go.

The next second, the man's hand was also attached to her belly, low and hoarse: "Very soft? Let me touch it.