The little ancestor has a delicate voice and can flirt, and the ascetic villain has fallen

The man bent slightly, staring at her with scorching eyes, forcing her to back away, but as soon as she moved, he stretched out his hand, and put his palm against the back of her neck to pull her closer.

The deep male voice knocked on the eardrums, and the simple words made people itch, "Would you like to kiss me?"

She blushed, "Is this question a must?"

"Well, let's go through the process."

In the next second, he stretched out his hand to hold her palm-sized face, leaned over and kissed her aggressively.

Following his movements, she backed up subconsciously, and finally leaned against the wall, with her little head raised, her little hands gripping his clothes nervously, and gradually she couldn't breathe.

When I kissed him with her, there were completely two feelings. The entangled feeling seemed like electricity was flowing through the blood, and the tingling sensation spread all over the body in an instant.

Can a kiss be so lustful?

After just kissing for a while, she felt a little weak in her legs.

Qi Boyan noticed that she was pushing him with her small hands, and felt that she was out of breath, so he let go of her slightly, "Huh?"

The provocative voice lingered in her ears, she panted, opened her watery eyes and looked up at him, "Aren't you going to give me something, what is it?"

"Um,"

He responded, hugged her delicate body in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lightly, clasped the palm of his hand on the back of her head and gently rubbed her, hugging her tightly.

The pitiful voice he heard over and over again in the dressing room on the set sounded in his ears: "I want you to hug me..."

His voice was a little hoarse, "hug."

Chi Youyou was stunned for a moment, the sense of peace of being held in his arms probably could be given by anyone, raised his small hand to hug his strong waist, inexplicably recalling the day when he was held hostage by the gangster with a knife on his throat.

Just as she was dazed, she heard him whisper: "Did you get scared that day?"

She was unresponsive for a few seconds before she came to her senses. At this moment, breathing the aura that belonged to him alone felt much more at ease, but then a strange emotion surged out, a little pretentious and she wanted to cry.

She pursed her small mouth, "Yeah."

A simple word made his chest ache, and he put his finger on the back of her neck to comfort her for a while, "I won't let you find me in the future."

He hugged her for a while, then stretched out his hand to pinch her chin to lift her little face, and lowered his head to kiss her for a while.

She frowned and complained softly, "It's so tiring to look up."

He looked at her cute little expression and laughed softly. He hugged her slender waist, picked her up from the ground, put her slender legs on his waist, and leaned against the wall, "Is this okay?"

He glanced down at her red lips, leaned close, and kissed her lips twice, very lightly, and the gentle and lingering movements created an ambiguous and charming atmosphere around her.

"Remember to breathe."

But she still can't, she will subconsciously hold her breath when she kisses her, and she can't catch her breath after a while.

There was room for her to breathe, she kept thinking about the hot search, and asked again, "Have you settled everything? Ling Muyun..."

He squeezed her small waist, leaned close to her and kissed her again, this time he kissed her until he was out of oxygen, and said to her in a low hoarse voice, "Don't mention him."

She blinked her eyes, looked at his obviously jealous expression, panted for a while, pouted her little mouth and leaned over to kiss him again.

Like comfort.

In fact, she rarely takes the initiative in this relationship, so every time she takes the initiative, he feels like his blood is burning, his body is a little tense, and his Adam's apple rolls several times in a row.

The look in her eyes became more and more hot.

Unfortunately, the phone in the trouser pocket vibrated.

This continued to vibrate, she: "is it your phone?"

"Ah."

He kissed her again before putting her down, took it out of his trouser pocket to read the note, and looked sideways at her.

She said, "I'm going to drink some water."

Qi Boyan took the phone and pressed the answering button, put it next to his ear, walked towards the French window, and heard the voice from there: "Qi team, he has been tied up, and he is now in the cemetery."

The man's eyes reflected a dark and sinister aura, like a bloodthirsty beast biting its prey, making people daunting.

Chi Youyou went to the side to pour a glass of water, and trotted towards him with the glass in hand. Originally, he wanted to crawl into his arms, but felt that the aura around him was completely different from before, so he hesitated.

He glanced at her, his eyes softened a few degrees, and raised his arm towards her.

She leaned close to his side, put her arms behind him and grabbed his clothes, drinking slowly.

He put one arm around her, and replied, "Yes."

"Qi team, are you here now?"

He glanced at the little girl drinking water beside him, "Later."

After hanging up the phone, she raised her head, heard something, and asked, "Do you want to go?"

"Wait until you fall asleep."

She pursed her small mouth and lowered her head to drink water again.

"what happened?"

She didn't know what she was thinking, she shook her head, then looked up at him again, "Are we together?"

He looked at her little face full of collagen, as if he was still a little puzzled, and he laughed angrily at her words, "Otherwise, what is it?"

She stretched out her hand to pull him to the side sofa, put down the water glass, crossed her two slender legs, and wrung her tender fingers, saying that she wanted to make some promises with him.

"The first is that we can't make it public for the time being, so you have to restrain yourself in public, and remember not to do some too intimate actions, only in private."

He stared at her flushed cheeks, curled his lips, and nodded.

"You have to promise."

"It's okay, for example, not to kiss you."

"..."

If you promise, you promise to give an example.

"Well, and..."

She was about to say the second point, but he said again: "Also, you have to say everything about what you can do in private but not in public. Same, what should I do?"

"..."

The man unbuttoned the two buttons around his neck with one hand, his movements were somewhat sexy and alluring.

Chi Youyou:?

She's serious, don't try to seduce her with masculinity here, okay?

She calmed down for a few seconds, thought for a while, "It's just...you can't kiss, you can't hug, you rarely make eye contact, and you focus on work, so you should avoid suspicion."

He nodded cooperatively.

She originally thought that the party was over, but she didn't expect that he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and then pulled her closer.

He looked at her with twinkling eyes and tenderness, his voice was hoarse and lustful.

"Then... how about this?"