Holding her slender waist, Qian Liu stared at her, her thin lips were slightly cold, but gradually warmed up, she rubbed her lips carefully and kissed her softly.
Xin Qing was slightly surprised, then smiled calmly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Qian Liu thought she was Tang Jiujiu, right?
In this case... why can't she give Qian Liu a good memory?
Xinqing smiled coldly, and Qianliu stared at her. The person he Qianliu wanted to kiss was Xia Xinqing, not Tang Jiujiu. He also knew very well that the person he was kissing was Xia Xinqing.
Each other's breathing was very light, and a little tension quietly made their breathing a little heavy.
Qian Liu's body was trembling slightly, breathing a little heavily, and the deep light in his eyes was beating gently. He held Xin Qing's hand, tightened it slightly, and held her tightly in his arms, as if he and she were originally
It's like one body, with warm sunlight jumping around like bright stars.
His eyes were dark but bright, staring at the body that was gradually softening in his arms. He still kissed her thin lips very lightly, with a small dark light shining in his eyes.
"Qian Liu, I'll make you some sobering tea." Xin Qing looked at Qian Liu who had fallen on the bed with a gloomy expression. After she left, Qian Liu opened his eyes and licked the corners of his mouth: "Xin Qing, I met you.