Jiaojiao baby, don't leave, the paranoid prince begged( Mtl

Chapter 141: Clingy

Gu Qinghan is shy, innocent, bold and lively.

She never skimps on her love.

Even if you are ashamed, even if you are embarrassed, even if your immature sincerity is exposed to the air, seen clearly, and threatened by thorns.

She still had to express it.

She felt sorry for the down-and-out young man who was yearning in the corner, and for the man who did everything silently and only wanted to look at her.

The air seemed to freeze.

The man stood silently at the door, and the girl in his heart extended a sweet invitation to him.

My own young, sweet little wife.

He took long strides, stepping on Gu Qinghan's heart with every step.

The little animal's intuition made her aware of the danger ahead, and her whole body turned pink and trembled slightly.

Gu Qinghan trembled and closed her eyes.

Possible rudeness awaits.

The man approached, not far away from her, and stopped.

Raising his hand, his long and well-jointed fingers touched her smooth skin.

He only touched it once and immediately let go.

Gu Qinghan opened his eyes in confusion, his eyes misty.

The man's voice could no longer be hoarse, "Does it still hurt?"

He was anxious and wanted to rub this tender flower into his chest right away.

But he was even more afraid that his soft little wife would still be in pain.

Thousands of thoughts turned into just a light touch.

He was extremely restrained.

Gu Qinghan's slender eyelashes trembled a few times. She lowered her eyes and noticed Ye Muyan's change.

She raised her eyes, stretched out her jade arms, and her clothes slid down along with her movements.

"It doesn't hurt..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hugged by solid and strong arms.

The familiar heat made her soul tremble.

She couldn't bear it, and her slender legs were shaking slightly.

Ye Muyan was even more so. The blood in his whole body was screaming and boiling.

They hugged each other tightly, as if they were born to be together.

Under the reflection of the light, the skin color of the two people was obviously different. They hugged each other and fell on the bed.

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The next morning.

Ye Muyan woke up early, and he gently stroked the girl's back.

Ice skin and jade bones, skin like gelatin, feels better than fine mutton-fat jade.

He couldn't put it down, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Last night, his little wife was so cute and passionate.

I wanted her to have a good rest and sleep better, so I restrained myself.

But the soft and beautiful girl blinked her eyes lightly, looked at him innocently, and asked in a sweet voice: "Don't you like Qingqing, husband?" She did