Just a glance, Han Qing withdrew his eyes.
He pursed his lips, the tone of the speech deliberately cold: "clothes dirty, first change clothes, and then eat breakfast."
Xiao Yan didn't know what to say. She felt clumsy and nodded a little sad.
Han Qing took her into the bathroom and handed her a dark shirt.
When she took it, Xiaoyan felt humiliated. She quickly hid in the bathroom, took off her wet clothes, and then changed into the shirt Han Qing gave her.
It was the one she had worn last time. When she saw this shirt, Xiaoyan thought that she had hung it in the bathroom after she had changed it last time. She didn't even clean it after wearing it all night.
It's embarrassing to think about it.
Today, she is wearing a dark skirt. If you put the shirt into the skirt, you can build it into a set.
After Xiaoyan changed, she hid in the bathroom to wash her dirty clothes. When she opened the door and prepared to come out, she saw Han Qing standing by the door waiting for her.
Xiaoyan was scared, "you, how are you here?"
Han Qing took a look at her and found that she had changed into a shirt and was still holding the dirty dress in her hand. It was probably washed inside, so she had some water on her sleeve at the moment.
Remembering the scene of her clothes getting wet just now, Han Qing's eyes slightly sank, and her throat knot rolled and stretched out her hand.
"Has the coat been washed? Give it to me. "
Listen, Xiaoyan subconsciously will want to put the clothes out, want to think about it will shrink back.
"No, I don't need to. I can just hang it myself."
Han Qing said with a low smile, "what are you afraid of? You've worn my clothes for the second time. Are you afraid to help you dry your clothes
“……”
She hesitated for a moment, or handed her clothes in the past. Han Qing took it and walked to the balcony. Xiaoyan followed her step by step.
Then she watched Han Qing air the clothes for herself. I don't know why. When she saw his slender knuckles sliding over the cloth of her clothes, Xiaoyan always felt a strange feeling in her heart,
when he finished drying, her ears had been quietly covered with a layer of pink.
Xiao Yan turned red and ready to sneak out before he turned around. Han Qing took a big step and ran after her, then clasped her arm.
"Go down to breakfast."
"Oh, oh."
"In fact, you don't have to be so nervous. As I said just now, you don't have to be careful in front of me. We are now boyfriend and girlfriend."
Han Qing suddenly opened his mouth again, provoking a topic.
"If you are really afraid of me, then..." Han Qing's hand on her arm gradually moved upward. Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment. She didn't react. She felt that her shoulder was held by Han Qing and pressed on the wall beside her.
Small Yan Shu to stare big eyes, looking at the person in front of her, wentun but also like the flame wipe her cheek the breath burns her.
She nervously looked at the person close by, her lips slightly opened, "what's the matter?"
Han Qing pursed thin lips, and then approached a few minutes, low voice.
"If you are so careful, I can only use some special means to make you less afraid of me."
"Special Means? " Xiao Yan blinks, black eyelashes like a small fan shaking, as if fan in Han Qing's heart in general.
His heart moved and his voice became dumb.
"Yes, it's a special means, isn't it afraid of me? You can only get used to being close to me. If you get closer, you will get used to it. "
As he spoke, his thin lips were very close to her. Xiao Yan trembled and looked forward to it, but the duck's mouth was hard.
"No, it's not like that. I'm just..."
"Just to continue the last exercise..."
His voice was getting lower and closer, and then Xiao Yan's lips were blocked, waist was also a pair of big hands to embrace, she stood in place. After a while, Han Qing took Xiaoyan's hands which had no place to place and put them on his waist. The boy Yan was stunned for a moment. Is this to ask her to hold him?
Just react to come over, feel somebody to draw back the lip half minute, hoarse voice: "hold me."
Xiao Yan:
She was so hot that she wanted to take her hand back! As soon as the old man talks about love, she is really coquettish. Originally, she would be more active when she was together. Who knows that she was only together yesterday. Today, he has already kissed himself several times, and she is so enthusiastic that she is afraid.
However, Xiaoyan's hand did not succeed, because he was caught by Han Qing on the way, and then broke free for a long time, and then he pulled it back and put it on his waist.
"Hold me, eh?" Han quietly seduced her, thin lips touched her ears, droop, especially that kind of demagogue.
Under his guidance, Xiaoyan relaxed her mood a little bit and held his waist slowly with her open hand. In fact, Han Qing likes little girl to hold him.Just like last night in the car, she took the initiative to hold him and held him tight. That kind of feeling It was very real and warm, which made him feel the unprecedented throb in his life.
But today's little girl is too shy, the hands around her waist are not tight. Han Qing stares at her shy eyelashes and continues to coax in a soft voice: "hold tight a little more, we will continue."
Xiao Yan blushed and was startled by his coquettish spirit. She couldn't help but stare at him fiercely.
"Kiss me, ask for so much..."
She complained in a low voice. Her mouth was unforgiving, but she held his waist tightly. Han Qing was finally satisfied. With a shallow smile on her lips, she lowered her head again.
This time, she was more skillful than yesterday. Originally, Xiaoyan thought that neither of them had ever been in love. It should be very difficult to kiss. She would like to discuss it together.
But gradually she discovered something.
Han Qing seemed to find a way out quickly, but she did not. She was completely carried away by the other party. He had to kiss him as much as he wanted. There was no spare power to fight back.
Xiao Yan was a little angry, and fiercely went back to pro, but one accidentally broke the other's lips.
However, this time, Han Qing was not moved. She just held her tightly after a pause.
Xiao Yan's back pastes on the cold wall, only feels that Han Qing's feeling is not quite right.
I don't know how long after that, Xiao Yan just felt that her hair was weak and her legs were weak. She couldn't stand. It's over She just drank half a glass of milk, and now she is hungry again
When Han Qingsong opened her, Xiaoyan leaned powerlessly in front of him and murmured: "I I feel a little hungry. "
Then I heard someone's low smile, the laughter was beautiful.
"Then go and have breakfast and eat well. Don't be picky."
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