Yi Jian controlled her strength very well. After squeezing for a while, she raised her head and saw that the little woman looked like she was enjoying herself. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was normal, as if she was asleep.
He smiled, moved his fingers to the soles of her feet, and scratched them twice.
She was ticklish, so she shrank her legs slightly, flattened her mouth, and continued to sleep.
Yi Jian continued to tickle her.
She laughed out loud at the tickle, and then kicked her feet, earning him a fierce scratch for a while.
Zhongqing sat up and wanted to take her feet out of his hands, but he held them tightly.
She smiled so beautifully, he was fascinated by it, and gently swept his fingers over the soles of her feet. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she burst into laughter.
Like a fool.
She was only sixteen years old, and she was still a child who had not fully grown up. She had a ray of innocence hidden in her nature, and it was all brought out by his troubles like this. She was as stubborn as a child.
I scratched his waist, found an itch, and scratched again and again.
Her little hands were soft and soft, and they touched his skin very lightly, like a feather sweeping over him. Yi Jian also burst into laughter.
He had never laughed so loudly.
With this smile, the atmosphere was no longer serious at all. Zhong Qing was not afraid at all, and started teasing Yi Jian more enthusiastically.
Yi Jian stretched out his hand, trying to catch her mischievous little hand. Who knew that she was quite flexible, moving and hiding.
The two of them had a fuss for a while, threw themselves into a ball on the sofa, and then rolled off the sofa onto the carpet.
Until I'm out of breath.
Only then did they give up.
Xu Ang stood at the door and only heard bursts of laughter coming from inside. He didn't know what was going on inside, and he didn't dare to go in and disturb him.
Yi Jian pressed Zhong Qing under her body, looked at her beautiful face, and deliberately put on a fierce look: "Let you scratch me, scratch me..."
She was laughing so hard that she couldn't say a word. Seeing his appearance, she giggled even more.
Smiling, smiling, she felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.
His hand actually slowly changed from grabbing her wrist to touching her breast.
She trembled, raised her eyes, and looked at him.
She burst into tears from laughter, and her eyes were sparkling and extraordinarily bright. His throat moved, he lowered his head and bit her red and tender lips.
