Moonlight Kissed The Red Rose

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Ye Qinghe's enthusiasm wrapped around Qi Yuanhan, and she called her sister, called Qi Yuanhan's? Her heart trembled. Ye Qinghe yelled, and she held Qi Yuanhan's hand and put Qi Yuanhan's hand on it. From a face.

Her cheek gently rubbed Qi Yuanhan's palm.

The fingertips are soft? Tactile.

Qi Yuanhan was feeling it, his fingertips hurt slightly.

Ye Qinghe grabbed her? He took a bite with his finger.

Qi Yuanhan frowned, annoyed by her, pinched her thin lips, pinched and slid, then touched her jaw and pinched her ears.

Back and forth?.

Ye Qinghe's voice kept lingering in Qi Yuanhan's ears, which made Qi Yuanhan really nervous, afraid that she would punish herself to death if she didn't care about her.

Qi Yuanhan lifted Ye Qinghe's hair to his back so that it was easy to see clearly, she touched her painful part, and her voice lowered a little, "So?, is it still uncomfortable?"

"Hmm..." Ye Qinghe nodded, "It hurts more now."

"What about now?" Qi Yuanhan asked again.

"It's going to hurt."

Ye Qinghe looked at her, painful? Frowned.

Maybe? Really? It hurts too much. Ye Qinghe leaned forward to think about relatives Yuanhan's lips to ease it, but Qi Yuanhan avoided it. Ye Qinghe deliberately teased her every day to torture her. She finally seized the opportunity, how could it be? So kind, she would not kiss Ye Qinghe, making Ye Qinghe uncomfortable.

Ye Qinghe persisted and wanted to kiss her very much.

She shook her shoulders, raised her neck and said, "Really?...it hurts, maybe you just kissed her."

Qi Yuanhan looked at Ye Qinghe, who bit his lip.

Even though Qi Yuanhan did this, she still had no intention of repentance. She is like a person born for seduction, and must die for charm.

"Sister?" Ye Qinghe blinked.

Qi Yuanhan had no choice but to turn over, kiss her lips, tell her that it was no longer painful, and then blow a blow to her sore spots and kiss her.

He coaxed and said, "It doesn't hurt to blow."

If Ye Qinghe teased her and tortured her again, Qi Yuanhan was still very gentle? Go right? Treat her, Ye Qinghe's eyes are filled with water, and she wants to suffocate in this gentleness. She grabs Qi Yuanhan’s hair and wants to talk to Qi Yuanhan. kiss.

The indifference that was not stretched turned into a wanton flood, slumping thousands of miles toward her. No one can? Can withstand such fierce? Gentleness.

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In the morning, Qi Yuanhan picked up his clothes and dressed them.

Ye Qinghe also woke up. She lifted her hair to her back, raised her head and said, "Sister, didn't you let me see if I have a strange disease? Have you checked it out? Is there anything wrong with me? Question?"

Qi Yuanhan ignored her.

"How do I feel that my condition is very serious?" She lowered her head and fiddled with her yesterday's wound, and said, "It seems to be getting worse again, hey."

So annoying? Ah.

Qi Yuanhan took the shirt he was going to wear, and covered her face with her head. She yelled, Qi Yuanhan pulled her clothes off and forced her to put them on. After they were finished, Ye Qinghe would not be allowed to get up. Pressing her to stop her moving, Ye Qinghe lay on the bed and laughed.