a pair

Tang Jiaxue's lips moved, feeling the soft touch. She smiled and closed her eyes, following her heart, wanting to taste the soft touch, wanting to taste the sweetness Swallow all the taste, nothing is left, it's just that the idea and reality are always contradictory.

Zhao Anqi, who was stunned for a few seconds, finally came back to her senses, supported Tang Jiaxue's shoulders and pushed her away: "Do you know what you are doing?!"

Tang Jiaxue's big eyes flashed suddenly, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, and laughed heartlessly: "It's so sweet..." He murmured, stretched out his arms, and hung them around Zhao Anqi's neck again. I got it together, but this time I couldn't get what I wanted.

Her lips were printed on Zhao Anqi's cheeks, and Tang Jiaxue, who hadn't tasted the sweetness, frowned dissatisfiedly and pouted her lips: "Ang~ I want sugar, I want sugar, I want sugar~" Acting coquettishly, she got together again Go up, this time let alone the mouth, not even a kiss on the face.

Zhao Anqi pinched Tang Jiaxue's mouth, pinching Tang Jiaxue's mouth so that Lao Gao said: "You wake me up, now! Immediately! Get out of the room and sleep!"

"Little, little sister..." Tang Jiaxue pouted and muttered, looking at Zhao Anqi pitifully: "Miss sister is fierce to me, why is young lady fierce on me, young lady, don't you love me, young lady, my dear, His mouth hurts..." His eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

In desperation, Zhao Anqi had no choice but to let go of her hand, who knew that just as she let go, Tang Jiaxue came up again, this time she didn't come in time to hide, her lips were sealed again without accident.

This time Tang Jiaxue changed, instead of kissing, she licked. She swiped her little tongue up and down, as happy as she swiped. Every time she swiped, she would hum with satisfaction, as if she had won the world. Like the tastiest candies.

It's just that Tang Jiaxue was satisfied with what she swept away, but Zhao Anqi didn't feel so good, her lips were numb and itchy, and in Tang Jiaxue's eyes staring at her, the things that were originally deep and invisible burned up in pinches, burning to the point of burning. In the end, she could actually see the fire in her eyes.

The moment the flame appeared, Zhao Anqi grabbed Tang Jiaxue's shoulders, and pushed down hard, pushing Tang Jiaxue down heavily on the sofa, pressing her whole body on top of Tang Jiaxue, staring at the confused Tang Jiaxue with burning eyes.

Seeing that Zhao Anqi shook her head, she closed her eyes and propped herself on both sides of Tang Jiaxue's neck, and was about to get up, but before she could move, Tang Jiaxue's neck was hugged by Tang Jiaxue under her, and she pulled it down forcefully, with the tip of her nose lowered Nose tips collided.

"Miss sister, I still need candy." Tang Jiaxue licked her lips with a smile, raised her chin and pouted, just touching Zhao Anqi's lower lip, smashed it twice, and then swallowed.

Because of the close distance, the sound of saliva could not be clearer, and before it was time to feel the pain of the tip of the nose colliding together, the fire that had just been suppressed in the eyes erupted like magma, this eruption was too violent, Zhao Anqi controlled it I couldn't help but fixed Tang Jiaxue's head, and paid back everything Tang Jiaxue did to her just now, and even charged interest that she thought would never be enough...

The breath between the noses of the two is getting hotter and hotter, and the sound of saliva is also amplified bit by bit. I don't know how long they kissed, and suddenly a muffled hum came into Zhao Anqi's ears, making her mouth movements pause. , opened her eyes, seeing the crimson complexion of the little cute thing under her body, her heart beat a little faster.

"Hmm..." Tang Jiaxue felt the loss of warmth from her lips, opened her eyes and saw that Zhao Anqi was staring at her in a daze, and asked after a long voice: "Miss sister, are you going to give me some sweets?" ?”

Zhao Anqi took a deep breath, smoothed Tang Jiaxue's messy hair on her forehead, and lowered her voice with a smile: "Do you like sweets very much?"

"Yeah, I like it very much!" Tang Jiaxue, who was aggrieved just now, immediately smiled when she heard the candy, "But I haven't eaten it yet, it's as delicious as just now!"

"Oh? Really, do you still want to eat?" Zhao Anqi's smile widened, and her neat and white teeth confuse Tang Jiaxue's eyes. Seeing Tang Jiaxue nodding, Zhao Anqi smiled and pressed a kiss on Tang Jiaxue's forehead: "If you can answer If I have a few questions, I'll feed you candy, okay?"

"Okay, you can ask anything you want, Miss!" Tang Jiaxue turned her head and rubbed her face against Zhao Anqi's palm: "But Miss, what questions do you want to ask?"

"You'll find out later." Zhao Anqi got up from the sofa, took out her phone and tapped it a few times, then placed it next to Tang Jiaxue's head and asked, "What's your favourite?"

"Miss Sister!" Tang Jiaxue blurted out without even thinking about it, she put her arms around Zhao Anqi's arm propped by the sofa, rubbing and rubbing like a kitten.

"Which young lady?" Zhao Anqi rubbed Tang Jiaxue's hair, her voice softened a little, fearing that Tang Jiaxue, who was drunk, would not understand what she said, so she added in a seductive tone: "You must tell the young lady's name." Oh name."

"You, you, Miss Sister is you, Miss Zhao Anqi, Zhao Anqi!" After speaking, Tang Jiaxue stared at Zhao Anqi with wide eyes. That look, that expression, was very much like Wang Xingren who offered treasures and begged for praise.

Living up to Tang Jiaxue's expectations, Zhao Anqi rubbed Tang Jiaxue's hair, licked her lips, and continued to ask: "So...what do you want to be Miss Zhao Anqi's? Or, do you What do you want to be Miss Zhao Anqi's?"

"Huh?" This question was too long for the drunk Tang Jiaxue. She needed time to digest it, but it didn't take too long. She tilted her neck and thought for a few seconds, then happily shouted: "Girlfriend! I want to be Miss Zhao Anqi's girlfriend! I want Miss Zhao Anqi to be my girlfriend!"

"Well, good, be good." Zhao Anqi picked up the mobile phone placed next to Tang Jiaxue's head, tapped it a few times and put it back into her pocket: "Be good, can you go to the room and sleep? Hmm?"

"Yeah!" Tang Jiaxue nodded again and again, jumped up from the sofa, put her arms around Zhao Anqi's arm, and hung on Zhao Anqi's body: "Miss sister, am I very listening... .vomit......"

Hey, Zhao Anqi glanced at Tang Jiaxue's underwear, then at her own, but Tang Jiaxue hadn't finished yet, so she had no choice but to stand where she was, helping Tang Jiaxue to straighten her back, while standing there waiting for Tang Jiaxue to finish vomiting .

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"Ha——" Tang Jiaxue blinked, yawned, and put her hand on her forehead, covering up the somewhat dazzling light coming in through the cracks in the curtains.

She lazily turned over, raised her hands and feet to rest naturally on the other half of the bed, closed her eyes, smashed her mouth, moved her palms, and suddenly felt that today's bed seemed to be different from yesterday's. Similarly, how come the place where my hands and feet are placed is higher than the place where I lie down?

Frowning, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. She opened her eyes, covered her mouth immediately, and took a deep breath: "Small, young lady?" She stretched out her hand and touched Zhao Anqi's face carefully, before touching it with her fingertips. When she touched it, she immediately shrank back: "Hey, it's hot, is it true?" While muttering, she pinched her own face again: "Hiss—it's really true!"

But, why did I sleep with my young lady?Thinking in her heart, Tang Jiaxue moved her body and leaned against Zhao Anqi again, stroking Zhao Anqi's facial features with her eyes, touching them, and finally felt that the opportunity was rare, and it would be more cost-effective to touch it with her hands.

Just do it when you think about it, gently press the middle finger of the left hand on the center of Zhao Anqi's eyebrows, draw Zhao Anqi's eyebrows left and right, run down the bridge of the tall nose, caress people, and finally stop on those attractive red lips: "It's so beautiful..." I was a little fascinated by it, and whispered and moved closer.

"What, you want to eat after seeing enough?" Zhao Anqi grabbed the hand that was still on her lips, and opened her eyes to see Tang Jiaxue's enlarged face, which changed from dumbfounded to embarrassed, from fair to blushing , for just one second.

"Are you addicted to eating sweets? Don't know how to restrain yourself?" Zhao Anqi let go of Tang Jiaxue's hand, pointed her index finger on Tang Jiaxue's eyebrows and pushed back, pushing away the enlarged face: "Get up when you wake up, don't think about it." Stay in bed, no matter how close the company is, you can’t be late.”

"Ah? Oh oh oh, yes yes yes! Zhao, Mr. Zhao, get up now, get up now!" Tang Jiaxue sat up suddenly, and was about to lift the quilt when she suddenly felt her head was heavy, which made her feel painful : "Hiss, what's going on, why does my head hurt so much..."

Rubbing her head, she took the time to open her eyes and look around. This time, her head hurt even more. Why is the layout of this room different from the place where she slept yesterday!And that door, why is it not facing the same direction as the door lock of her room!

"What about this room..."

"You drank too much last night, you walked here by yourself and refused to leave."

"Ah, no way?" Tang Jiaxue covered her face, her ears blushed with embarrassment, "No, I'm sorry Mr. Zhao, I, I'm a poor drinker and I've caused you trouble."

Speaking of which, Tang Jiaxue felt a little cold, and pulled up the quilt: "Mr. Zhao, what degree is the air conditioner in your room? It's a little cold. The news said that the temperature of the air conditioner should not be turned on too low, which is not good for your health. , 26 degrees is the best."

"I didn't turn on the air conditioner." With a smile, Zhao Anqi leaned on the pillow and looked at Tang Jiaxue's back: "The weather is not hot enough to turn on the air conditioner."

"Not on?" Tang Jiaxue looked back suspiciously, and looked at the air conditioner hanging on the wall beside the bed in doubt: "Hey, it's really not on, why do I feel a little cold, Mr. Zhao, are you cold?"

"I'm not cold." As Zhao Anqi said, she brushed the broken hair that hung around her neck, grabbed a lock, twisted it around her index finger, then bent her finger and pulled it down: "Why, are you cold? "

"Yes, yes, it feels chilly." Tang Jiaxue pulled up the quilt again, turned over her right hand and touched the cold back: "Huh? Huh?"

"Oh? So you're cold." Zhao Anqi prolonged the syllable, and then asked in confusion: "Since you are afraid of the cold, why don't you wear clothes? Hmm?"

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