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Chapter 120: Our Home 3

Yin Yijie was not in a hurry at all, so he just looked at me and only waited for enough laughter before shave my nose.

I didn't dare to hide, so as not to send my face up again. His slender fingers gently pinched my nose and stopped there; he bent down, got into the car, and held his left hand beside my head.

The right hand gently stroked my face and passed through my chest

Pick up my left hand there

My heartbeat accelerated unlimitedly again, and I didn't dare to look at the reversing mirror. Just by the burning feeling, I could guess the redness.

His palms and fingers gently pinched

It seems to be comforting, bringing a throbbing, rushing to the bottom line of my rationality, leaving only the last defense

Close your eyes and your ears and touch will be more sensitive.

His breathing was at the end of my nose, wet and warm;

His fingertips were filled with strange feelings.

But I dare not open my eyes,

Because, he is about ten centimeters before my eyes,

I even suspected that his nose must be within two centimeters of the tip of my nose.

At such a close distance, looking at his delicate face, his face was charming, I wouldn't be able to bleed from the nose.

The air in the car and the air around me actually solidified at this moment.

I was so depressed that I couldn't breathe well, and I was almost fainting.

Yin Yijie chuckled softly and said, "Look at...study...be serious."

He pulled my finger and gently pressed the buckle of the left seat belt. The complicated small sliding buckle plus a turn-in deadlock. The touch of the fingertips indicates that secondary force is required.

"Bang..." With a light sound, the seat belt was freed from its restraint and released, and was pulled by my right hand.

I opened my eyes, but with my eyelids hanging, I didn't dare to look at him.

Damn seat belt!!!

"How do you feel?" Yin Yijie asked with a smile.

I looked at the Demon Bull with great anger and had no favoritism for it.

Even, I hate it a little, making me so embarrassed.[

Yin Yijie held my hand and let us go home together.

Well, this feeling is really good.

We walked into the elevator with a brisk pace.

He gently stroked my hair, admired it, and was very satisfied.

He has made great contributions to his appearance

guli


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