Fierce and delicate, the little beast kills with red eyes after entering the book

Lu Qiongqi found a relatively clean mat and sat down.

Wait quietly for that person to come.

The little guy was very excited and kept making small movements inside her body.

Lu Qiongqi pinched two fingers, and a warm spiritual power was transmitted to the little guy.

The little guy seemed to feel the comfort and gradually calmed down.

The sky outside the window was terribly gloomy. The howling wind blew up the fallen leaves, which kept coming into the house through the gaps in the broken window.

The thunder roared continuously.

Heavy rain is coming.

The louder the wind got, the more nervous Lu Qiongqi became.

This was the first time that Shousheng was so flustered. Her eyes were fixed on the paint-chipped iron door.

There was a "bang" sound.

The man was tall and had long legs. He kicked the door open swiftly, but the iron door continued to clang.

Lu Qiongqi's heart was also shaking.

Zhou Ceyan's hand was still on the pistol at his waist, and he looked around the room calmly.

Finally, she and he looked into each other's eyes.

Lu Qiongqi's dark eyes were filled with clear mist, like the most dazzling gems in the world.

Zhou Ceyan’s eyes froze.

The little girl was wearing a light blue cardigan that was already covered in dirt. Her watery eyes looked at him with a hint of anticipation and nervousness.

There were bruises on his fair little face, and he frowned almost imperceptibly.

Lu Qiongqi saw him standing at the door and not coming to her.

She pursed her lips and said in a choked voice, "Brother Ce Yan."

Zhou Ceyan clearly felt his heart skip a beat, and a look of confusion appeared on the face of the usually cold man.

Why are you still standing at the door and not coming over?

It’s not the same as before.

Lu Qiongqi bit her lip, wondering if she would be thrown out the door if she rushed over directly.

While she was hesitating, Zhou Ceyan finally moved, and every step seemed to be stepping on her heart.

The distance is getting closer.

Lu Qiongqi calculated the distance.

Suddenly, Zhou Ceyan's whole body stiffened, and he looked down at the little girl who was hugging his thighs tightly.

"Brother Ce Yan, you come to save me again."

Just as he was wondering why he said "again", his pale eyes suddenly shrank.

Lu Qiongqi pulled his hand, and her soft and boneless little hand grasped his big palm and rubbed his palm gently.

She felt the thin calluses on his hands and the familiar warmth.

With his surprised look on his face, he put his face close to hers.

Zhou Ceyan's hands had a whiter face, which was smoother to the touch and felt very good.

He didn't dare to use force with his fingers, so they just stayed there, but he was still reluctant to pull his hand away.

I didn't expect that this little girl from the Lu family would be so clingy. If someone else had come today...

His throat tightened, and his voice was cold and deep: "Miss Lu, it's going to rain heavily tonight. Let's take shelter here. When the rain stops, I will take you home."

Miss Lu, such a distant name?

Could it be that she had gone too far and he was angry? That was true. After all, in his eyes, she was just the sister of his good friend Lu Zhanyan. They had only met twice and were not familiar with each other.

Lu Qiongqi suppressed her little thoughts, raised her face from his warm hands, and stepped back a little pitifully.

Zhou Ceyan’s frown deepened.

He took off his coat and threw it in front of her: "Put it on first to keep out the cold."

This time, Lu Qiongqi refused to take it. He just glanced at the black coat and turned his eyes away.

The strong wind outside mixed with rain poured into the house.

She was shivering with cold.

"Isn't it cold?"

Zhou Ceyan picked up the coat, unfolded it, and was about to put it on her shoulders.

Lu Qiongqi stood up and threw herself into his arms. She grabbed his shirt with her hands and buried her head in his neck.

Her voice was muffled: "This way it won't be cold."

Zhou Ceyan's Adam's apple rolled. He knew what he should do. He had seen many women throwing themselves at men.

But no one else would go as far as throwing themselves into his arms. As soon as they made the move, he would have dodged it.

But when Lu Qiongqi pounced on him, he didn't want to hide, but stood still and waited for her to hit him.

Just like now, she was nestled in his arms, as if they were born to be together, as if such intimacy had happened hundreds or thousands of times.

Lu Qiongqi quietly loosened her hand and tentatively put her arm around his waist.

She felt so sweet in her heart that she tilted her head back and wanted to kiss him.

But when Zhou Ceyan raised his head slightly, she couldn't reach it, and she groaned anxiously.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Miss Lu, are you being too eager for a man you have only met a few times?"

Lu Qiongqi complained in her heart, it was not just a few times they had met, but she didn't even know how many times the bed sheets had been wrinkled.

But she really missed him very much.

She coaxed in a tender voice: "Call me Qiqi."

Lu Qiongqi's hands moved from his waist to his broad shoulders, and then to the skin of his neck, hugging his neck.

"Kiss me."

Her voice is pure and charming.

She breathed softly into his ear.

Zhou Ceyan's jaw line was tense, and Lu Qiongqi could only kiss his chin even when she stood on tiptoe.

"It's just the two of us tonight, you can do whatever you want."

The man still had some rationality left, but it was blown away completely. The more restrained he was before, the more unbridled he became now.

......

Lu Qiongqi didn't remember how the two of them got together in the ancient beast world, but she had read in the picture book that it was a joyful thing.

Heaven!

What I got in return for my full expectations was a pain like being split apart.

Qilin blocked two thunder tribulations for her and was struck by lightning twice. In a way, she was repaying him once.

Wait until the refractory period is over.

There was a loud thunderstorm outside.

Someone in the room was even more arrogant.

Lu Qiongqi's face was flushed and her body was also pink. She lay on the man, her fingers curled up weakly, but she couldn't help but hold his shoulders tightly.

I can't even utter a complete sentence.

Lu Qiongqi's voice became smaller and smaller, without any of the majestic aura of an ancient ferocious beast.

The whole person was bullied miserably, his hair was wet with sweat, and his eyes were wet.

Zhou Ceyan locked her in his arms, his warm palms touching her smooth back, his long fingers lingering at the hollow of her waist, as if he really liked the touch of her waist.

Lu Qiongqi felt even more numb and sore from his massage, and her body turned limp into a puddle of mud.

She wanted to escape, but was trapped in his hot arms.

She could only beg for mercy: "Let me go."

She was responded with a barrage of kisses around her earlobes.

The familiar feeling in Lu Qiongqi's body was brought up again. This time she really wanted to cry. She looked at the man's bright eyes with tears in her eyes.

"I want to go home."

"it is good."

Zhou Ceyan had no intention of letting go, and said in a low voice with a hint of hoarseness: "We will go home in a while."

The soft waist trembles slightly.

The orioles keep singing.

The fallen flowers were crushed into spring mud by iron hooves.