Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

The hot big palm was attached to her belly, and it opened up to almost take her little belly into the palm of the hand. It was hot and had a hint of ambiguity, which was a completely different feeling from her own touching.

The man squinted his eyes in satisfaction, squeezed his five fingers together and twisted, a small ball of soft belly meat was pinched and released between his fingers, like a soft glutinous rice cake.

Ming Yi sighed and said with a low smile, "It's really soft."

"Don't touch."

Wen Qi's eyes trembled, her face was already flushed red, and her earlobes were also brightly colored. She blushed and pushed with her two small hands, but the man pressed her backhand on her stomach.

"I'm not allowed to touch it, so you can touch it yourself? Hmm?" Ming Yi chuckled ambiguously, with his big palms sticking to the backs of her two hands, and five fingers leading her to close them together, letting her feel how soft her stomach is.

The fiery palm made the back of her hand hot, and the soft flesh of her stomach was under her hand.

it's wired……

Obviously when I touched it just now, I only felt it was soft, but now...

It feels so strange...

Wen Qi's slender and fair neck was flushed with crimson, and his eyes were misty, looking pitiful and cute.

"Is it soft?" Ming Yi laughed viciously, bit her earlobe and whispered into the red ear, the warm breath blowing into the ear hole made Wen Qi tremble inexplicably.

"……soft."

Wen Qi's eyelashes trembled, and after puffing out her words obediently, she slammed her head against the man's chest, covering her head and refusing to come out.

So shy.

Wen Qi's whole body was flushed with shame.

"Ha ha……"

Ming Yi chuckled cheerfully, the low and hoarse voice was very clear in the room, and it reached Wen Qi's ears as he blushed and buried it tighter.

The heat in the palm of his hand became hotter and hotter, so hot that Wen Qi couldn't help but twitch his hand even with his head buried, complaining sullenly: "...hot."

Ming's big hand was as firm as a rock, and it didn't affect the girl's two hands in the slightest, but because of the twisting, slippery and soft little hands, he had a strange feeling.

It seems that it will be more comfortable than his hand.

Mingyi's eyes sank, and he stroked the girl's skin with his thumb.

In the past in the military camp, he solved it by himself, but when he came back, he only regarded the young girl as a treasure, and in terms of love, it was more important than him serving her.

Ming Yi's thoughts were racing, he glanced at the drowsy outside, he spoke calmly, but did not make a sound.

The subordinate immediately noticed it, turned around and went to the front to guard the door.

Ming Yi turned his head, his eyes were dark, he pinched the girl's fingertips with his big hand, his expression was happy, and his voice was aggrieved: "Hey, I'm hot too."

Wen Qi couldn't stand the man's grievance, so he pursed his lips and thought about it carefully. The man seemed to be hotter than her. He frowned and turned his head away, looking at him with black and white eyes, serious and serious: "Then I'll give it to you." Get ice."

Ming Yi chuckled, his voice was extremely hoarse because of the increasingly raging desire since the idea came up, he held the messy hair on her cheek for her with the other hand, coaxing in a low voice: "Don't go, Come on, I have a solution."

Wen Qi blinked his eyes, only to feel that his state was exactly the same as before and in the last world, and frowned softly: "Are you..."

Ming saw what she was thinking, and his pitch-black eyes darkened a bit, as if they could swallow light, he smiled ambiguously, and dragged her hand forcefully with his big hand: "Yes, so obediently help me."

Wen Qi trembled violently, because it was too hot and she didn't dare to move it away, so she could only let the man hold her hand