Chapter 882 The little GF33 of the rough man in the mountains
Her movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting him.
Qin Tianyi's back was turned to her, so he couldn't see her expression.
But he could imagine her gentle and delicate movements.
How her beautiful white fingers held his long hair and rubbed it little by little.
You can also imagine how those slender fingers threaded through his hair.
Qin Tianyi felt that he was too crazy.
Just as he was thinking about it, his nose faintly smelled her fragrance.
She seemed to have bent over, and a few strands of long hair that had not yet dried hung down from his shoulders.
Qin Tianyi swallowed, couldn't help but stretched out his rough index finger, quietly rolled a strand of hair and rubbed it in his fingertips.
Her hair is just like her body, very thin and soft.
He couldn't help but play with it until a shy voice sounded above his head.
"Mr. Gongzi..."
It turned out that after she dried her hair, she found that her hair was being grabbed and played with by a man.
A woman's hair, like her feet, is very private and cannot be touched by anyone except her husband.
But now, he...
Just when she was embarrassed in every possible way, the man stood up.
The man is tall and strong, and even when seen from a distance, he feels oppressive, let alone when he is standing next to him.
Looking at her with his hot and wolf-like eyes, Gu Ruojiao unconsciously felt her legs weak.
She subconsciously wanted to run away, but he held her back.
"Jiaojiao."
He held her hand and stared at her, observing her expression.
Seeing that she didn't show any disgust except being shy, he gently pulled her into his arms.
The man's arms are broad and strong, and his arms are strong and full of strength.
He enveloped the petite girl in his arms easily.
The strong male hormones made Gu Ruojiao's legs weak.
"Jiaojiao." He called her again, his voice low and hoarse, "Can I call you that?"
The little delicate woman's cheeks turned red: "No, it can't be done."
Qin Tianyi: "..."
"Why?" He suppressed the displeasure in his heart, "Don't you think it's strange to be called Young Master all the time? Or is it that Jiaojiao actually hates me?"
"No!" she said anxiously, "Young Master is the best person I have ever seen!"
"Then stop calling me son-in-law."
"If you don't call me Young Master, what should you call me?"
"Call me..."
He looked at the little girl's red earlobes. He wanted to ask her to call his name, but he was afraid that he would be too close and would make her run away in shame, so he turned the corner when he said it.
"Call me Brother Qin."
This title was barely acceptable, so the little lady shyly called out.
"Brother Qin."
Her voice was soft and waxy, as if she was holding his name in her mouth when she called him.
Qin Tianyi's heart moved slightly, and his eyes fell on her lips.
The feeling I felt that night came to my mind again.
He unconsciously tightened his grip on her waist and pushed her against him, his voice full of lust.
"Shout again."
But the little delicate woman could no longer scream because she could feel his changes.
I stuttered for a long time, not knowing where to put my eyes.
At this moment, Qin Tianyi missed the drunk little woman.
Because at that time she was honest and enthusiastic, and would linger on him and become soft under him.
"Good boy, can you shout me again?"
He reached out and rubbed his pink earlobes.
The little delicate woman shrank and failed to escape.
And that hand started rubbing it very wantonly.
The pad of the thumb lingers ambiguously on the auricle.
The thick calluses rub the delicate ear bones, itching and tingling
The little lady's ears were very sensitive and she couldn't bear the rubbing, so she whimpered and softly called "Brother Qin".
