It seems that she has to be careful with her words next time, otherwise if she accidentally mentions the walking marriage of the Mosuo people, then her Yaoyao will be... well, it's scary to think about it.

Murong Qianqian put the camellia on the ground and kicked it aside, "Yao Yao~ Why do you hope that others will forgive you so much, and why are you afraid of others leaving you?"

Xuanyuan Yao clasped her shoulders and slowly leaned against her ear, "Because, Qianqian, you like me~"

Murong Qianqian had three black lines on her forehead and curled her lips, "Yes~ I like you, but I don't have to like you. There are many men in the world."

As soon as she finished speaking, something soft fell on her lips unexpectedly. Xuanyuan Yao kissed her lips and said word by word: "How many men are there in the world? I made it so obvious, Qianqian, don't you understand?

"

She rolled her eyes and said, "I understand, but I just feel that if a person doesn't admit it personally, he will feel insecure and worry about gains and losses~

For example, in the past, I suspected that Yaoyao liked someone, but you didn't say it, and then you would often be hot and cold towards others, and you would flirt with some flowers and plants, so I didn't understand~

Besides, in the past, there were thousands of people lining up from the street to the end of the street to pursue other men. They would all directly say, "I like you, I love you, I like you, etc.," but you didn't say it.

I can……"

"Ahem~" Xuanyuan Yao coughed with a dark face, "There are thousands of people, Qianqian, how many men do you know?"

Murong Qianqian said anxiously: "The point is not here, the point is whether you will confess to others or not~ If you don't confess, huh~ I'm leaving then~"

After saying that, she really seemed ready to leave when she mentioned the steps, but she secretly counted in her heart, one, two, three...

Sure enough, at the last second, Xuanyuan Yao pulled her back as expected, and pressed her against the door frame in a coquettish way.

"Qianqian, I love you ~ I love you very much ~"

The low and magnetic voice turned into a string of beautiful notes word by word, floating into Murong Qianqian's heart.

She felt like she was flying in the clouds, everything was so unreal, and she was almost dazed with joy, as if her soul had been taken away.

Then, while she was wandering in her mind, Xuanyuan Yao had already grabbed the back of her head, slightly bent her head and kissed her. The kiss was very gentle and emotional.

Although I had been kissed by Xuanyuan Yao before, and those kisses were undoubtedly very beautiful, but compared with this time, it was nothing.

Murong Qianqian stood up on her tiptoes slightly to meet Xuanyuan Yao's kiss, but then she suddenly remembered something, "By the way~ Yaoyao, how do you know about kneeling down with a hundred bouquets of flowers to beg for forgiveness~

"

Xuanyuan Yao bit her lip hard and said displeasedly: "Murong Qianqian, can you concentrate more at this time?"

"Um, okay~" Then he kissed Xuanyuan Yao and licked the other person's lips with the tip of his tongue, "Yao Yao, do you think you are careful enough?"

"It's okay, but it feels a little bit worse~" Xuanyuan Yao narrowed his eyes, but there was a smile flashing in his eyes.

Murong Qianqian pouted her lips, then climbed onto Xuanyuan Yao like an octopus, dragging her arms around his neck, "What do you think?"

"Not even close~" Then he hugged Murong Qianqian, leaned against the cold wall and kissed her deeply, "I like this feeling, does Qianqian like it?"

The moist and hot breath lingered gently in her ears, and Murong Qianqian felt that the air had solidified and her whole heart was about to stop beating.

After Xuanyuan Yao finished speaking, he gently bit her red earlobe and bit it bit by bit. It felt like he was caressing a particularly precious treasure.

An electric current spread from her earlobes to her whole body, and Murong Qianqian's body trembled inexplicably. She felt as if her body was on fire little by little.

Immediately afterwards, the kiss slid down from the earlobe and gently touched the chin, so lightly and softly that it seemed that he was afraid of hurting her.

Gradually, the big palm with clear joints caressed the cheek, holding it so gently with a warmth that belongs only to Xuanyuan Yao.

Because the distance was so close, the hot and humid breath blowing from the nose brushed against the cheeks, making people blush and feel confused.

Murong Qianqian subconsciously wanted to push away, but she felt a sharp pain in her jaw. It turned out that Xuanyuan Yao's teeth were biting her jaw hard.

"Hiss~ it hurts~" She groaned subconsciously, but found that her voice was as soft and soft as a piece of marshmallow, and she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle when she heard it.

Xuanyuan Yao let go of his teeth and raised his head, his blue eyes burning with the flame of desire, and even his smile was so seductive.

"Qianqian, close your eyes~" He gently kissed her eyes and ordered in a rough voice.

Murong Qianqian slowly closed her eyes as if she had been bewitched. Then she felt Xuanyuan Yao pick her up, take a few steps forward and lay her down on the bed.

She was very puzzled, but when she opened her eyes, she found that the room was very dark, "Yao Yao, what are you..."

"Shh~" A finger touched her lips, Xuanyuan Yao's breath sprayed on her cheeks, "Be good, lie down and don't talk~"

Murong Qianqian naturally knew what this sentence meant and what time it meant, but she didn't know why. She had been looking forward to it, but at this moment, there was an unspeakable fear in her heart.

Her body trembled uncontrollably. Perhaps sensing her reaction, Xuanyuan Yao's arms tightened, as if to give her strength, "Qianqian, are you scared?"

Murong Qianqian bit her lip and shook her head, "No~"

She thought that maybe at this moment, when women were about to surrender to men and devote their lives to it, they were both scared and happy at the same time.

Pursing her lips, Murong Qianqian pondered, hadn't she always fantasized about this moment before, and had prepared a lot of lines, should she say it now?

"Yao Yao, don't worry, I will be responsible for you~" The thought flashed here and the words were blurted out.

Wow, did she say it?

When Murong Qianqian realized what she had said, she wanted to slap her to death. It was so miserable. Would Yaoyao think that she was a casual woman?

However, Xuanyuan Yao couldn't help laughing, bit her chin, and chuckled: "Little fairy~"

Well, she is willing to be this little goblin, and she is very, very willing.
Chapter completed!