Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

The wind and rain stopped.

Qin Yan supported Bo Huairin's chest exhaustedly, but he pressed his waist firmly.

He brushed aside the woman's slightly damp long hair, and kissed the small mole on the side of her face: "Divert your attention, and it's complete."

Qin Yan buried her head in the socket of his shoulder, and the breath of Bo Huairin lingered at the tip of her nose.

How could she have the energy to think about other things.

Rubbing his sore legs, Qin Yan clung to his arm, with crystal tears hanging on his eyelashes, sobbing softly: "Stop talking..."

Knowing that the person in his arms was thin-skinned, Bo Huairin didn't tease her anymore.

When the cause of Wang Xiao's death was unknown, members of the Guangming team decided to leave the concrete building the next morning.

After staying here for a long time, they always feel panicked.

It seems that there is always a pair of eyes in the dark, peeping at everyone...

shudder.

In the morning, team members went downstairs to use cooking utensils one after another.

Some people can't stand eating bread all day long.

If you don't eat something hot, you always feel that all the food tastes like chewing wax.

Qin Yan tied a ponytail in front of the mirror in the toilet, and there were two pink strawberries on the hairband.

She straightened the strawberry, and even from the front, she could see the shiny little diamonds.

After coming out, she sat on the sofa, approached Bo Huairin, and asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Because of yesterday's "diversion of attention", Qin Yan was actually not able to look directly at the sofa in the room.

She even recalled holding the edge of the sofa back with both hands.

The man's strong body lay on his back. In the end, her whole body was so limp that she sat on his lap again...

However, Bo Huailin liked to watch TV here, so Qin Yan had no choice but to come here.

"I'm tired of eating soft bread, I want to smell the aroma of barbecue."

Bo Huailin suddenly pressed his index finger against his temple, and said discouragedly: "I forgot, there is no barbecue grill downstairs."

Even if there is, it will not be a good condition for supplying meat.

It was when Qin Yan asked suddenly that he blurted out without thinking.

"There are noodles downstairs, what flavor do you want to eat?"

Bo Huailin caressed her cheek carefully, eyes lazily said: "Bring it to you along the way."

"No noodles."

Qin Yan grabbed his hand and shook his head unwillingly.

She covered Bo Huairin's eyes, and said mysteriously, "Close your eyes, don't peek, I've prepared a surprise..."

The eyelashes in the palm fluttered, itching after sweeping.

Bo Huairin hummed lightly, and then Qin Yan slowly put down his hand.

"No peeking!" she emphasized.

Bo Huailin lazily raised his jaw, moving the corners of his mouth.

"Stop talking, open it right now!"

Qin Yan dared not speak any more.

For a few seconds, Bo Huailin only heard a slight sound.

When a scent wafted to the tip of his nose, he heard a woman's joyful voice.

"Okay, open your eyes!"

At their feet, there is a household smokeless barbecue plate.

The gravy on top was puffing.

Steak, fresh shrimp, chicken wings, squid, kebabs...

Everything!

Qin Yan stuffed the clean barbecue tongs into the hands of the slightly absent-minded man.

She propped her chin with her hands and looked at him with a smile: "Eat quickly."

Bo Huairin's black eyes were deep, he shook the barbecue tong in his hand, and was silent for a while.

Very real feeling.

It's rare for Xiao Jiu to see the villain's expression like this, as if cocking his tail triumphantly.

The small black room was closed for a short time yesterday, but it was quite boring inside.

Because the familiar systems haven't entered yet.

Bo Huairin weighed the clip, with a playful voice.