"Not one's own, better than one's own."

Men don't seem to be very satisfied with this answer.

Qiao Yimo was helpless and could only explain one more sentence, "I just got my eyelashes into my eyelashes. He helped me blow it out. We don't have anything."

She was actually looking cold and tired all the time, and she could see his subtle changes in expression.

This comparison is before and after, isn't it...just jealous?

Is he jealous?

"Don't leave yet?" Qiao Yimo just said, when he was suddenly held in his arms by the man.

Want to kiss her again?

Qiao Yimo thought that cold tiredness was starting to go mad again, so he was fully prepared, or the man dared to mouth, she let him eat his fist.

It's just that there is no next move. Not long after, a man's low temperature and gentle voice came from above his head.

"Yimo, were you explaining to me just now?"

"Yimo, can I say you care about me a little bit?"

"Or like me?"

Every word of the man was carefully mixed, as if he was afraid to scare away the girl in front of him.

Explain?

Do you care?

Qiao Yimo didn't know either.

It seems to have a little bit.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo didn't answer, Leng Juan already had some answers in his heart. He knew that this girl would never say that she cared, it didn't matter, he could wait slowly.

As long as she can give him a chance.

"Don't do this in the future, I'm very scared." Qiao Yimo said, retiring from his cold and tired arms, keeping a certain distance from the man.

Just now, the moment she was held in her arms by a man, she actually felt relaxed and comfortable. This feeling was too strange.

This is very bad.

She has become accustomed to someone.

She doesn't want another person to break the rhythm of her life

"Okay, I'll be gentle from now on." Leng Tiong looked at the girl's red lips, and he couldn't help swallowing.

In fact, this taste is better than he expected, but he doesn't know when he can taste it again.

Qiao Yimo saw his cold and tired lips, bleeding slightly, as if they had been bitten by her.

She frowned, "Sit down and give you medicine."

"Good." Leng Tiong tried to suppress the heat in his body.

Qiao Yimo put the medicine box on the ground, and then squatted halfway. This posture seemed a bit... ambiguous... and strange.

Seeing her hesitating, Leng Juan's sexy voice slowly sounded, "I won't take advantage of you."

To occupy is also a reasonable possession, one day, he will let this little girl willingly.

She couldn't say anything when she saw this.

Squatting down, medicate the man.

At this time, the breathing of the two men seemed particularly ambiguous.

Especially listening to each other's breathing in this dark space.

However, fortunately, he enjoyed this kind of torture.

It seems that half a century has passed.

Finally, Qiao Yimo said lightly: "Okay."

Leng Juo followed the little girl's words and looked down and saw that the girl was petite, and the shirt she was wearing obviously felt a lot bigger, and the neckline was also very loose, exposing a large piece of white skin.

If you are a normal man, you have no desire, hope is disabled, and the little girl in front of him is still his heart.

Can't watch it anymore, he can't stand it anymore.

Qiao Yimo noticed the man's gaze, and quickly covered his chest, and said unhappily, "Where do you look?"

Leng Juo coughed awkwardly and quickly turned his attention away.

"You came with Bohua?" Qiao Yimo asked lazily. The

"I drove here by myself"

Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows, "What about drunk driving?"

"The wine is over."

Fortunately, Leng Juo, but fortunately I didn't drink much tonight.

Seeing that the wound had been treated, Qiao Yimo took a hot bath and wore a bathrobe when he came out. His snow-white neck could lead to crime.

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