Chapter 647 What are you running? They are knocking on the door.
"Candles." Jiang Li'an whispered in a subtle confrontation, "The power is out..."
"How many do you want?"
His tone is straight, his voice is deep, and he has a good voice. People can't help but think that such a voice is extremely unstable when breathing.
The conversation seemed like a normal neighborly relationship.
Jiang Li'an took a half step back: "I don't have to..."
When she took a step back, the boy took a step forward and blocked her in front of the door, unable to retreat.
"Why are you running? Everyone is knocking on the door." He laughed.
Jiang Li'an's back hit the door of her house. When she came out, the door was not closed tightly. With such a bump, the door made a slight sound and opened. She stood in the corridor and looked at Shen Qingzhuo's eyebrows. Her heartbeat was chaotic. There was some kind of danger.
The warning sounded in my ears to the extreme: "I really won't borrow it anymore!"
After she finished speaking, she took a half step back and stepped at the door of her home, trying to close the door. Her white sneakers stepped on the threshold, blocking the closing action. She was cold and arrogant, and then a slender figure forced her way in!
Before Jiang Li'an had time to react, he was pushed onto the black cabinet shelf next to the entrance. The cabinet shelves collided with each other and made a thumping sound, and his lower back hit a sharp edge.
"Bang——" The door was closed by Shen Qingzhuo, clicked, and locked.
Blocked all the astonished looks from outside!
The members of the youth group seemed to know something? But they didn’t know what happened! They looked at each other with wide eyes!
Are they familiar?
There is a situation!
Could this be the legendary hanging up for love?
Shen Qingzhuo, a guy who values sex over friends, caused them to be wiped out!!
No regrets yet!
There was no call in the house yet, and the living room was dark.
Shen Qingzhuo lazily blocked her in front of the cabinet shelf, with one hand on Jiang Li'an's side, his back slightly arched, and his back sharp and prominent.
"Don't you want to borrow something else?" He lowered his thin eyelids, as if he was not the one who did all these offensive behaviors, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he made a calm and indistinguishable voice.
The space was narrow, and she was forced into a corner by him. In front of her was the scalding body temperature. The young man's body was upright and strong, and her breath was filled with the inescapable smell of tobacco.
Jiang Li'an's hands had nowhere to place, and they were placed in front of him in a repulsive manner. They were just in front of him, with only a thin layer of clothing separating them. They could not play any role, so he retracted them with a hot hand and hung at his sides, fingertips.
Feeling slightly numb, curled up uncomfortably.
"Borrow, what can I borrow?" Her eyes could just see the loose black T-shirt of the other party, revealing half of her cold white and sexy collarbone. Na Na avoided his sight and followed his words.
The boy played with her hair with his fingertips. The black hair was wrapped around the slender finger bones. Those were hands used to playing musical instruments. It made people imagine what kind of trembling scene it would be like when these hands caressed the whole body inch by inch and touched every inch of the skin.
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"Borrow me for one night." Shen Qingzhuo lowered his head and approached her face. All his hot breath sprayed on Jiang Li'an's face. Then he tilted his head under her dodge movement, and his thin lips just fell on her ear. His voice was slightly hoarse, and his lips
Jiao was still smiling, lustful and dissolute, a little cynical.
The partial voice is a cold statement, and the sense of contradiction makes people's blood rush.
Jiang Li'an was caught off guard and opened his eyes wide, shocked and annoyed, and wanted to leave: "I don't!"
Before she finished speaking, she was directly hugged by him on the dark black tabletop of the cabinet. Her eyes were level with him. He was standing and she was sitting on the table.
"Shh-" The long and distinct fingers pressed on the girl's bright red and soft lips. They had just taken a shower and were extra red, as if she had applied beautiful rouge. The boy rubbed them lightly, and her lips trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!