358. The War of the Roses between the Man and the Woman on the Wedding Night 8
Slight pain, sour numbness, indescribable beauty, and more and more expectations, the hot breath is incredibly gentle, Xia Qing is slightly shy, her ears are full of his words of praise, and she exhausts all the best words in the world.
Beautiful words.
Xia Qing opened her hazy eyes and looked intently at the man close at hand.
The soft salesman climbed up his neck and hugged him lazily. A drop of sweat flowed from Jun Qi's forehead due to his strong self-restraint. It was sexy and wild.
This man, this man, has been entangled with her for many years, and he can be considered the one who has stayed with her the longest in her life.
He wanted her without any secret.[
Xia Qing blinked, and a thought flashed through her mind. If... she really wanted to be with someone, she closed her eyes, and the person who popped up in her mind was always Jun Qi.
She hates him, but in fact, she also loves him. Without the existence of that gentle and silent love, with her character, how could she persist in hating someone wholeheartedly for many years.
That being the case.
Since he wants it so much.
Then... give it to him...
Her rosy little face suddenly came close to him. Under his surprised gaze, she smiled, with a hint of bewilderment in her innocence.
She opened her teeth slightly and unbuttoned her shirt one by one, revealing her broad chest and fair skin inch by inch. It was not that she had never seen Jun Qi's body before, but after five years,
The impression is not that deep, but even if she no longer remembers it, she clearly knows that these dense hurts absolutely did not exist before the two completely fell out five years ago.
"What's going on?" She came forward, with the tip of her nose almost touching her bare chest. She squinted and looked carefully. There were knife wounds and gunshot wounds, deep and shallow, at least ten or more.
Just the front.
Jun Qi, the noble young master of the Jun family, a condescending man, who could hurt him so many times and so seriously.
"I'll tell you when I'm free." He avoided saying anything and didn't want to say more. His eyes were on fire and he couldn't wait anymore. How could he have the thought to waste precious time on miscellaneous things and get close to her ears?
Jun Qi's cheeks were burning, and he rubbed her little face which was even hotter, "I like to see the way you use your little mouth to unbutton your buttons... When did you learn this trick?"
Xia Qing bit her lip. She had been forced to the deepest part of the sofa. She had no way to escape or retreat. She replied absently, "I have been practicing for a long time."
In the depths of his black eyes, a cold light flashed away.
Practice? How to practice? Who to practice with?
This answer is full of endless imagination.
Xia Qing actually saw through the thoughts in his mind at a glance, and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. She didn't want to explain, but somehow she couldn't help but blurt out, "A few months ago, Xiao Ya received a play, in which there was
In one scene, the heroine used her mouth to unbutton the hero one by one. She was practicing alone but was reluctant, so she had to pull me in..." So, I learned it by accident. It's actually not difficult, as long as
Just master the little tricks. She can even tie a cherry stem into a knot with the tip of her tongue. Just unbuttoning it is nothing.