Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

"That... fish soup... I still want..." Yan Qingning poked her head at the edge of the bathroom, with water dripping from the tips of her golden hair.

Gu Zhuo'an picked up the book at hand, with a frivolous smile on his lips: "Xiao Yu'er, have you finished the bowl inside?"

Yan Qingning nodded, looked at the pink book Gu Zhuoan was holding, tilted his head and asked him: "What... is this?"

"It's just a storybook. I'll tell it to you later." Gu Zhuoan put the book aside and walked closer to him.

The porcelain-white legs suddenly broke into his sight. The little shark seemed to be unused to his legs, so he could only half-knelt on the ground, showing his whole body clearly in front of Gu Zhuoan.

Warm liquid seeped out slowly from the nasal cavity. Before Gu Zhuoan realized what was happening, Yan Qingning walked forward on his knees, raised his hands with difficulty, and looked at him with worry: "Blood... you lost a lot... It will hurt..."

Gu Zhuoan lowered his eyes and looked at his knees that were reddened by the tiles, and his shallow eyes full of worry. His heart filled with lust was rarely filled with some inexplicable strange emotions.

Xiaobai: [Task target love value +2, current love value is: 10. 】

Somehow, he didn't want Yan Qingning to hurt his knee, so he squatted down obediently and allowed the inexperienced Xiaomer to wipe away his nosebleeds with his cold hands.

Yan Qingning made random gestures with his hands, and used blood to paste his handsome face into a big tabby cat.

Xiaobai watched all this silently in the system space, burying his face firmly in his tail.

Host, this is definitely a public revenge, absolutely!

Yan Qingning had finished gesticulating, but when he saw that his nosebleed had not stopped, he was so anxious that he almost cried: "The blood... is flowing... still flowing..."

Gu Zhuoan didn't need to look to know that his face was blurred by this little shark. He lowered his head helplessly and pinched his nose, barely stopping his nosebleed, and said to him in a muffled voice: "It's okay, it's okay. Yes, it will be fine soon."

Xiaomeren didn't understand how to judge human injuries. He just looked at Gu Zhuoan's bleeding and cried uncomfortably, with large pearls rolling out of his eyes.

"You hurt...you're bleeding...it's going to hurt..."

Gu Zhuo'an originally planned to reach out and rub his head to comfort him, but his outstretched hand turned around and chose to catch the pearls that fell from the end of his eyes.

The round pearl fell into his palm, and its pinkish-purple color made Gu Zhuoan frown slightly.

He remembered... what the shark cried out for at first was the black pearl with the lowest market price of [-], but now...

According to the market price, a pearl of this quality is only worth about [-] yuan.

Yan Qingning saw him frowning and thought he was in pain. She held his face and blew softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. If it hurts, it will be gone..."

According to common sense, Gu Zhuoan would not pay attention to such words like coaxing a child.But this time was different. He needed to make Xiaomer fall into his false love in order to obtain the priceless blood and tears.

"Well, little Yu'er, if you blow more, I won't feel any pain."

His face was deliberately covered with blood by Yan Qingning, but those sharp phoenix eyes softened under unknown circumstances, full of smiles and false tenderness.

Yan Qingning was close to him again, her hot and moist breath spraying on his face, making his dirty desires that had been interrupted by Gu Qinghe begin to rise again.

"Xiao Yu'er, do you know how humans eat fish under normal circumstances?" Gu Zhuo'an suppressed his strong desire and asked him in a dumb voice, his hand unknowingly close to the back of Yan Qingning's head.

"Huh?" Yan Qingning wiped the blood on Gu Zhuoan's face bit by bit with a wet handkerchief and looked at him doubtfully.

Innocence and charm are perfectly reflected in him. This sense of contradiction is enough to make any man abandon his reason and choose to possess him crazily. Listening to his charming voice, he becomes mute at this moment.

Gu Zhuoan was never someone who liked to suppress his desires. He just wanted to kiss Yan Qingning, so he pressed the back of his head and took his breath wantonly.

The sudden feeling of lack of oxygen made Yan Qingning extremely uncomfortable. His eyes suddenly widened, and his hands climbed onto Gu Zhuoan's shoulders purely out of instinct, allowing him to indulge in all his wild predations.

The restless hand slid down the spine again, but as it approached, Yan Qingning reached out to stop it.

Gu Zhuo'an frowned, then put on a gentle mask: "Xiao Yu'er, are you unwilling to continue?"

Yan Qingning shook his head and sighed: "The tail... is gone... I'm not used to human legs..."

His legs were as delicate and fragile as those of a newborn. If he pressed them tightly, he would leave purple fingerprints, showing an abnormal sadistic beauty on his porcelain white legs.

Gu Zhuo'an swallowed, suppressed his inappropriate desires, took off his shirt to cover his hip bones, and kissed the corner of his lips restrainedly: "It's okay, I can wait for you to get used to it. "

At the same time, the book that Gu Zhuoan brought over was silently opened to Chapter 1:

The first form of "Eighteen Styles of Love" - ​​Use retreat to advance.

Maintain a retreating posture to show weakness, and use an attitude of thinking about the other person in everything to make the other person relax their vigilance, which is more conducive to accepting your pursuit.