Chapter 90 Bo Yanqing, you woke me up

He wanted to stop, but couldn't.

At this time, he should have restrained himself, but as soon as he touched her, it was as if he had been touched by poison. It was difficult to get away, so he went back and kissed her twice more on the lips.

Then, he put his hands over her shoulders, lifted her up with his fingers, held her back and pushed her into his arms.

"Little bastard..."

Bo Yanqing's thin lips were close to her ear, and he breathed out in a low, suppressed voice: "Why don't you continue to pretend to be asleep?"

Nan Jiaojiao frowned.

He arched his head toward the pillow and gently placed his hand on his chin. Bo Yanqing raised his head in response, locking her deep eyes from top to bottom.

Nan Jiaojiao touched his lips, from left to right, and from the right corner of his mouth to the left corner of his mouth. She repeated this several times. Her fingertips were very smooth, without even the slightest bit of callus. They were nurtured, and her gentleness

The force of her touch made the tip of his heart itch. Bo Yanqing couldn't bear it anymore, so he grabbed her hand and whispered: "Good boy."

"You woke me up," she said.

"Um."

Bo Yanqing looked at her deeply, wanting to catch her in his eyes and drown her in this pampering.

"Are you still sleeping then?"

Nan Jiaojiao nodded: "Sleeping."

He asked: "Shall I accompany you?"

The voice he asked was soft, soft, low and deep, with a hint of bewitching sexiness in his hoarseness.

Bright temptation.

Nan Jiao's legs are a little fluttery.

She pushed him and frowned slightly: "Have you been drinking?"

She really didn't hide it at all when she disliked him.

Bo Yanqing told the truth, "I drank two glasses of white wine and smoked two cigarettes. Did it smoke you?"

"Um."

"Then shall I go wash up?" Bo Yanqing asked tentatively.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't say anything. She was wondering if he was begging her to stay by asking her this question.

However, Bo Yanqing took her confusion as acquiescence, kissed her fingers, got up from her and went to the bathroom.

As the light came through, Nan Jiaojiao's mind cleared up a little, and she suddenly sat up from the bed.

He stared straight at the closed glass door.

The man's undressed figure was reflected on the door. His body curves were hazy and clear, especially from the sideways angle, so she could see everything she should have seen.

Her breathing was a little quick, and her breath was a little hot, which made her mouth hurt and itchy. She didn't know if it was because he kissed her too hard just now, or if it was the unknown bugs in her heart that were causing trouble.

Bo Yanqing took a bath very quickly. He came out of the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around his body. The water droplets were not wiped off. Several strands flowed down along the muscle lines, passed through the vest line, and then passed through the mermaid lines on both sides of the pelvis.

In a white bath towel.

The circle around my waist is wet.

The first thing he looked at was Nan Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the bed. She was standing up from a lying position. Her back was empty and she was still some distance from the head of the bed. She was lowering her head and playing with a cigarette.

"Want to smoke?"

Before taking a shower, he took out his watch, cell phone, and cigarette case and put them on the bedside table.

She didn't touch her phone, but she smoked a cigarette to play with it. What does that mean?

The sudden voice startled her, and her little body trembled. When she raised her head, Bo Yanqing was staring at her, with a smile on his lips and a slight smile.

She held the cigarette with her fingers as if to show him respect, and raised it to show him, "Is this how you hold it?"

"no."

Bo Yanqing came over, sat next to her, and personally took the cigarette between her index finger and middle finger and moved it up one knuckle.

"This is how to hold a cigarette, I'll teach you."
Chapter completed!