Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Long Zhao gently put Qing Huan on the bed, and when he was about to get up, his neck was caught suddenly - the two of them were facing each other, very close.Qing Huan was really drunk, usually he looked a bit cold, but now his complexion was pink, his eyes were full of spring water, and there was a charming look in his eyes...

Long Zhao's eyes darkened, "Why?"

The corners of Qing Huan's mouth rose slightly, "Don't you like it?"

Long Zhao put his hands on both sides of his body: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Qing Huan intentionally blew at him, eyes bent; "I'm just curious... what the lust of the gods... will be like..."

Long Zhao narrowed his eyes and pinched his delicate chin: "Bai Qinghuan...are you serious?"

"Could it be..." Qing Huan looked directly at him: "You really can't be emotional?"

How can I bear it at this time?Long Zhao was originally suppressed - with a wave of his hand, an invisible barrier was built outside the entire room, and the outside world seemed to be silent all of a sudden.

The entanglement between the lips and tongue made the desire surge even more. Clothes and trousers fell off the ground one by one, and the sound of Chaun's system seemed to be infinitely amplified in this hidden space——

The touched body seemed to be electrified, and one couldn't help trembling. The pleasure coming from the depths of the body... So this is lust.

Invaded little by little——

"pain……"

Qing Huan panted, looking at Long Zhao with watery eyes.

Long Zhao clamped his hands firmly on the top of his head, his usually casual eyes were full of desire; "Now...you want to return...it's too late..." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head to grab the Yin Hong.

How could...repent...

Qing Huan closed her eyes, accepted the presumptuous deep kiss, slightly bowed her body, catering to Long Zhao's movements——

I don't know whether it is pain or joy, tears slipped from the corners of my eyes, dripped on the white down pillow, and disappeared...

Long Zhao would not have heard, the sigh in the body of the person under him was clearly—"Xue Rang..."

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On the big white bed, a black-haired teenager was lying on his side, with one hand bent and pillowed on the side of his face, that porcelain-like face looked particularly peaceful because of his deep sleep.The quilt slid down the shoulders, revealing the fair neck and back of the chest, and the rouge-colored marks that were sucked out recorded the fierceness of the battle last night.

Eyelashes like small fans trembled, and Qing Huan slowly opened her eyes—at first, she was a little confused, but when she moved her body, she felt a strange coolness behind her... The memory in her mind gradually became clear and clear. Huan frowned, just wanting to curse.

He sat up and heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop abruptly. After a while, Long Zhao came out of it—he was only wearing a bath towel around his lower body. The mermaid line between the waist and abdomen...the allure of men that cannot be ignored.He walked towards Qing Huan while wiping his hair, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you awake?"

Qing Huan didn't want to pay attention to him, bent down to pick up her underwear from the ground, and put it on on her own.

Long Zhao was not angry either, he threw the towel casually, got on the bed, stretched out his long arms, surrounded Qing Huan himself, and rubbed his nose affectionately against his ears: "What's the matter, are you unhappy?"

"Let go." Qing Huan said coldly.

Long Zhao bit his earlobe: "It's really sad, it feels like it's been used and thrown away..."

Qing Huan broke free from him, turned around and looked at him: "You are enough, I was drunk last night, so I pretended to be drunk and had sex, and no one suffered." In fact, Qing Huan was so depressed that he ate a big Is it okay to lose? ? ? ?

"Do you have sex after drinking?" Long Zhao said with a low smile, "You remembered who I am last night, and even called me by my name... This means that even if you have sex after drinking, what you really desire in your heart is me? "

Qing Huan couldn't say that Xue Rang occupied most of his body at that time... He really knew that the person who had sex with him was Long Zhao. Thinking of those details, it was not ordinary lewdness... But...

"Really?" Qing Huan pretended to be stupid, blinked and said innocently: "I don't remember."

Long Zhao's dark eyes stared at Qing Huan for a while, before he smiled: "Don't you remember? What a pity...you don't know, your cry last night...how beautiful..."

brazen!

Qing Huan couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the pillow beside him and smashed it on his face——

This *&%￥#@!Still a fairy! ! !

Long Zhao grabbed the pillow and laughed wantonly——

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Long Zhao sent Qing Huan home, Qing Huan refused at first, but Long Zhao insisted, Qing Huan was too lazy to fight with him, so he had to let him.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Long Zhao looked at Qing Huan with a smile on his face.

Qing Huan rolled her eyes at Ling Tian: "Don't push yourself too hard."

"Okay..." Long Zhao said with a smile, "Anyway, we will meet tomorrow." Tomorrow Monday, one student and one teacher, of course we can meet.

"Can you go?" Qing Huan asked coldly.

"Okay, baby Qing Huan, see you tomorrow." Long Zhao wanted to give Qing Huan a farewell kiss, but Qing Huan had already retreated - he didn't feel any embarrassment at all, and got into the car with a smile.

Qing Huan turned around, and saw the person in blue clothes leaning against the wall and looking at her expressionlessly - Gu Yuehua.

Qing Huan's heart sank -- how does this feel like being caught cheating on the spot... Wait, what are you thinking...

Qing Huan collected herself and walked over very calmly—"Aren't you going to open the shop today?"

Gu Yuehua, who had no expression before, finally showed his usual gentle smile; "I came to look for you...but I heard that you haven't returned all night."

"I... have something to do." Qing Huan murmured in his heart—how could he know that he didn't come home all night...it must be Xiao Lian's sleazy...I don't know why, but he is very convinced by Gu Yuehua.

"Something, you mean spending the night with Long Zhao?" Gu Yuehua asked directly.

"I..." Tongue knotted: "This is my business." The implication is that you are nosy.

Gu Yuehua paused for a moment - a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and Qing Huan almost thought that she had misread it.

"I just care about you." Gu Yuehua smiled: "Those gods are hypocritical and ruthless, I don't want you to be hurt."

"I see, you both said that..." Qing Huan was also helpless - he did look young on the outside, but did he really treat him as a child?

"One or two?" Gu Yuehua raised his eyebrows: "Who else said this to you?"

"Well... anyway, you're not the only one." Qing Huan remembered that she was with Chong Qie last night, and she didn't know what happened to Chong Qie.

"Yes, there are too many people who care about you." Gu Yuehua murmured.

Qing Huan changed the subject: "Then what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing." Gu Yuehua looked at Qing Huan: "Just to remind you, don't forget what you promised me."

"Ah, what's the matter?"

Gu Yuehua sighed softly: "I really forgot... I know you won't take it to heart, the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, you gave it to me."

"Oh..." Qing Huan remembered: "Remember, it's what you call 'traveling in the mountains and rivers'... I know, I won't break the promise."

"That's good." Gu Yuehua pursed her lips, and took a few steps towards Qing Huan. Just about to say something, she frowned, her gaze sinking like water: "Your body... has a smell."

Qing Huan thought there was some strange smell, raised her hand, smelled it, and said strangely—"Smell? No... what smell..."

Gu Yuehua stared at him: "The smell of a dragon."

Qing Huan was taken aback for a moment before she realized that she had had sex with Long Zhao last night, and his smell would have lingered on her body. Ordinary people would definitely not be able to feel it, but Gu Yuehua...

"That's just..." Qing Huan wanted to explain, but she was a little pale.

Gu Yuehua sighed again, his eyes softened a little: "I know the bond between you and him...and during this time, I can only endure..." The latter sentence was put lightly.

Qing Huan looked at him: "What did you say?" Forbear what?this time?

Gu Yuehua shook her head: "It's nothing, you just need to remember what you promised me."

"I remember." He repeatedly reminded Qing Huan with inexplicable uneasiness.

"Okay, very good..." Gu Yuehua smiled slightly: "Then you go in, I'll go first."

"Oh."

Qing Huan watched Gu Yuehua leave, touched her heart - why did she feel more uneasy?