Quick travel guide: The male god is jealous of himself every day

Cen Qingli looked at the smile in her eyes and realized that she had been deceived. How could she not know what these things were for.

He grabbed the things and tried to hide them again, "Don't make trouble, get up."

Yan Kai held on and didn't let go, "I'm bored, and I didn't buy this. Qing Li also has such thoughts, why don't you dare to admit it."

Cen Qingli's face melted. These things were given by others. Before he could throw them away, they were picked out by the crooked-necked tree.

Very quick hands.

That little mouth chattered endlessly, and the words it said made people blush, and they were restless and squirming while sitting on him.

He held her waist, fixed her body, and patted her butt, "Don't move around, or I'll punish you."

Cen Qingli covered her mouth, her temples twitching, "If you're bored, you can do something else. You can read, draw, or embroider. You don't necessarily have to do this kind of thing."

Yan Kai rested his chin on his shoulder, "Okay, let's draw, but I don't know how. How about your drawing? I'll learn from you."

So easy to talk to?

Cen Qingli looked at her suspiciously. He thought it would take a long time, "Okay."

He asked people to bring brushes and paper, and set up a table in the room. He waved, "Come here and study ink."

Yan Kai ran over, picked up the paper and crumpled it into a ball, "Qing Li, I can't learn like this."

She stood on tiptoes, took the initiative to hold his neck, and breathed lightly into her ears, "Qing Li, have you ever heard of human body painting?"

"Using beauty skin to paint, using touch instead of sight, I learn quickly this way."

Cen Qing shook his hands in salute, and the desk was stained with ink, "Don't talk nonsense."

Yan Kai looked at his serious look and didn't care at all. This strategy target looked serious on the surface, but in his heart he liked these exciting things more than anyone else.

The mouth says you don't want it, but the body is much more honest, and the mouth says the body is upright.

Otherwise, why would she put so much effort into playing the role of a seductive bitch?

She took off her clothes, her smooth and delicate back glowed with a soft light, and the red ties around her waist and neck were untied seductively.

She was lying on the table, and her skirts were piled on top of each other and scattered on the ground, like a blooming begonia.

Cen Qingli's body froze, motionless, and a word suddenly popped into his head, vixen.

She was really like a vixen, seducing him to do these things. He was obviously not a man of sexual desire. He had been living like this for more than 20 years and had no idea at all.

But ever since he met her, the desire hidden in his body would explode at the slightest touch.

The education and etiquette he had received since childhood were all in vain in front of her. She was bold, and he would accompany her to fool around.

Even in the wild where it was extremely easy to be discovered, he just said a few words and was convinced.

The warm touch under his hands brought back his thoughts.

He hooked his fingers around the lace, and with a little force, the lace was untied, and the fig leaf slid down her curves.

"Oh, what are you doing?" She exclaimed, holding the piece of cloth to cover herself.

Cen Qingli's dark eyes were full of lust, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Aren't you going to paint? There can't be anything else on the paper that will affect the teaching."

He pressed her waist with slight force, "Don't move."

He picked up the ink stick and grinded it slowly. The water in the inkstone gradually became darker.

While grinding the ink, he stared closely at the person lying on the table.

Yan Kai's face turned red, feeling that his actions had some unspeakable meaning.

Could it be that the hook was too harsh? Did you mess up a veteran cadre who liked taking moral education classes?

She tugged on his sleeves and said in a voice so soft it could make her cry, "Qing Li~."

Cen Qingli breathed heavily, picked up the brush without changing his expression, and patted her head, "Good boy, don't be impatient."

A cold touch fell on her back. Yan Kai's eyes widened and her body trembled subconsciously. She exclaimed, "You hate it, you didn't even wait for me to be ready."

Cen Qingli chuckled, "Okay, my bad, are you ready now?"

He moved the tip of his pen slowly, "What to draw?"

Yan Kai randomly picked up a drawing book and threw it over, "Choose any one."

Cen Qingli fell silent when he saw the paintings in the painting book.

In these aspects, he still couldn't control her.

She even asked him to draw these (h) books on her body.

He moved the tip of his pen slightly, and in just a few strokes, the rough shape was outlined. As he drew, he thought, maybe he could try this later.

After all, she was learning to dance, and she was delicate and frail, so many difficult tasks were simply not worth mentioning to her.

Yan Kai's face turned red, biting the red cloth, his voice trembled and choked, "Okay... are you okay?"

"almost."

Cen Qingli stuck it up and sketched out the details. After a while, he finally put down the brush.

Yan Kai breathed a sigh of relief, softened his waist, turned around and hugged his neck, "You are so tolerant, am I no longer attractive?"

The scenery ahead fell into his eyes.

He smiled, his voice hoarse and his chest vibrating, "Do you want to draw in front?"

Yan Kai's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "You have changed, you have learned badly, you are no longer the shy Qing Li you used to be."

Cen Qingli looked at her shocked expression and felt strangely happy, finally seeing her look like this.

If you can't teach this crooked sapling well, if you can't suppress it, it will be too disgraceful.

He wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth, lifted up her skirt, held her ankles and lifted her up, "Put on your shoes, not bad."

Looking up, he frowned and said, "Why don't you wear obscene (rich) pants again? You won't be allowed to do that anymore."

Yan Kai lay in his arms, "Isn't that convenient for you?"

Cen Qing's expression remained unchanged, "I can take it off myself, but you must wear it outside. Forget it this time. Don't be so casual in the future."

He leaned down, his hot breath fell down, and he gently bit the flesh on her neck. For the first time, a look of obsession appeared in his eyes that had always been emotionless.

He grabbed her waist and kissed her hard. It didn't feel like a kiss, but like a life-saving kiss.

Yan Kai was forced to lean back, and his body curved like a willow branch.

Cen Qingli clasped the back of her head, raised her head slightly, and breathed heavily, "You are really like a vixen, here to kill me."

He rubbed the back of her neck with his fingers, his eyes filled with desire, "Good boy, can you bear it?"

She just came here last night, not even a day yet, but she didn't know how to control herself, and she thought doing these things would make him like her.

Using these to please him without caring about his own body, he was really worried about hurting her.

Yan Kai scratched the bulge on his neck with her nails and blew, "You said I'm a vixen, of course it's okay."

She pulled the person in, their skin touching each other, "Of course I am a vixen. I came here specially to absorb your yang energy. Do you have enough yang energy?"