Putting her on the sink, he put his fingers directly into her mouth.
"Uh..." Xu Xia felt nauseated when her throat was stimulated by his fingers, and she immediately pushed him away, "Are you crazy?!"
"Stop talking nonsense, spit out the juice immediately." Leng Zirui frowned, "Hurry up!"
"It's just a glass of your juice, that's all." Xu Xia rolled her eyes in return.
"You..." Leng Zirui raised his hand and pinched her chin, "Hurry up, you can't drink that juice."
"What can't you drink?" Xu Xia looked disapproving.
Leng Zirui was too lazy to say anything more to her. He just held her neck and pressed her head down, and then stretched his fingers into her mouth again to help stimulate her throat.
Xu Xia couldn't resist him, she felt nauseated and vomited uncontrollably.
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Third floor.
Locke carefully placed the plate with snacks in his hand on Luo Xiaoqian's feet, "These seem to be cookies you made, right?"
"The ingredients were prepared in the kitchen. I just learned to squeeze cookies, but I couldn't succeed, so I could only squeeze them into these numbers." Luo Xiaoqian looked at the cookies on the plate and raised her lips slightly, "These cookies are made by the chef for you.
Can you get it?"
The golden cookies baked on a white plate look random, but they are not random.
Because their shapes are: the numbers 5, 2, 1, and several letters, all of which are "L".
Locke didn't understand the meaning, but Luo Xiaoqian knew very well what Leng Zimo meant.
He must be telling her that he is here and he will protect her, so there is no need to be afraid.
"how do you know?"
Locke's eyes watched with concern as she held the biscuit with her fingers, passing over her lips that moved gently as she chewed them, and then landed on her collarbone exposed by her collar.
In the past, he had always believed that the most sexy parts of a woman were the breasts, buttocks, and waist.
Ever since Luo Xiaoqian was by his side, Locke discovered that it was not so originally.
Her collarbone, her lips...even her fingers can make him feel the instinctive desire of a man.
"I just guessed." Luo Xiaoqian said lightly.
Because these cookies were made by her, Leng Zimo was not placed with other snacks. If Locke went to get them, he would definitely not be able to see them.
Locke did not examine the loopholes, but reached out with his right hand and wiped off the cookie crumbs from the corners of her lips with his fingers, then put his fingers between his lips and licked off the crumbs.
"The cookies you make are delicious."
This action was so ambiguous that Luo Xiaoqian became more and more nervous.
"Really? Come back...I'll cook it for you."
"good."
Locke raised his hand and took away the plate from her feet. His other hand covered her palm and held it in his palm.
"It's getting late, I think... it's time for me to rest." Luo Xiaoqian withdrew her palm.
Locke put his arms on her sides, stood up slowly, and brought his face to hers, "Don't you want me to accompany you?"
After such a long time, the medicine should have taken effect.
Tonight, she won't reject herself anymore, will she?
"Locke." Luo Xiaoqian shrank back, her back pressed against the head of the bed, trying to distance herself from him, "I said, you have to give me some time, I don't remember anything now, it's really
I can't get close to you, you... wait a little longer, wait until I think of you..."
Locke raised his palm and pinched her chin.
"Look at my face carefully, Sissi, could it be that... would you reject me like this?"
