The prince doesn't want to get married

Chapter 72 Kiss her

　　Warm and moist heat slowly spewed out from Qi Yumo's mouth and slowly spread into Jiang Xiyao's ears along the outline of her exquisite white ears. In just a moment, Qi and Mo saw Jiang Xiyao's fair and round earlobes, as red as if they had been severely bullied, as if they were about to drip with blood.

　　Jiang Xiyao was a little surprised by Qi and Mo's actions, but before she could react, a warm feeling in her ears made her body feel weak. Beitha bit her thin lips lightly, Jiang Xiyao's face was stained with a hint of crimson, trying to struggle away from Qi Yumo's restraint.

　　But how could Qi and Mo do as she wished? As if they felt Jiang Xiyao's movements, Qi and Mo's eyes flashed slightly, and they tightly hugged Jiang Xiyao's weak waist from behind, and gently moved towards her. In his arms, Jiang Xiyao's soft back was closely attached to his body.

　　How could the thin clothes isolate the warmth and comfort brought by the soft body contact? Qi Yumo took a deep breath, the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of Jiang Xiyao, and the full softness in his arms made his heart tremble slightly.

　　Qi and Mo couldn't help but look at the still red earlobe, and their throats rolled up and down slightly. Qi and Mo once again approached the red and round earlobe and whispered softly: "What do you think, madam?"

Qi Yumo's voice tonight lost its usual clearness and became a bit low and ambiguous. The hot breath exhaled from the thin lips that were almost close to Jiang Xiyao's earlobe was like a spark, igniting her whole body.

　　Jiang Xiyao turned her head slightly and turned her eyes slightly to see the flash of teasing in Qi and Mo's eyes. Narrow eyes narrowed slightly, Jiang Xiyao turned her head and said slowly, "Okay."

　　Then before Qi Yumo could react, Jiang Xiyao gently broke away from his restraints, grabbed Qi Yumo's wrist with her jade hand and pulled it slightly, Qi Yumo threw Jiang Xiyao down on the bed.

　　Putting their hands on Jiang Xiyao's ears, Qi and Mo saw Jiang Xiyao's waterfall of green hair smeared on the brocade like a mass of thick ink, and their eyes slid down from Jiang Xiyao's delicate eyebrows to her delicate and red lips. Qi and Mo couldn't help but feel their breaths stagnant. They felt panicked and most of their faces turned red uncontrollably.

　　She felt a little annoyed at herself for provoking Jiang Xiyao repeatedly even though she knew that she had been defeated repeatedly. In the end, she ended up running away every time.

　　Gritting their teeth secretly in their hearts, Qi and Mo pretended to be calm and said: "Okay."

　　A smile flashed across Jiang Xiyao's cold face, and her jade hand slowly stretched out across the bridge of Qi Yumo's brow and nose, and finally stopped on Qi Yumo's plump and red lips. She turned her fingertips slightly and slowly traced along the edge of the lips. stand up. While tracing, he said lazily and casually: "I wonder how your husband is preparing?"

　　Qi and Mo looked at Jiang Xiyao, who was as charming as a fairy, and felt the fingertips that were obviously a little cold but made his heart feel hot, and their hearts trembled slightly. The itching sensation on his lips prompted Qi Yumo to move subconsciously, but they were caught off guard by the thin fingers that were floating on his lips.

　　The cold fingertips and the hot wetness were like a pair of lovers who were perfectly matched. They did not shrink back because of the temperature of the other party that was completely different from your own, but became more and more entangled.

　　Jiang Xiyao, Qi and Mo were all slightly startled. Jiang Xiyao was the first to react, and her face turned red uncontrollably.

　　Qi and Mo seemed to have discovered something. They rolled their eyes, stretched out a pair of sharp-jointed hands, grabbed Jiang Xiyao's jade hand and kissed her lightly on the lips.