Chapter 62
The more Yanzhi struggled, the tighter he tightened. Until she was almost unable to breathe, he stopped slowly, and his lips slowly left her, only pressing against her forehead to the steady breath. Yanzhi was so hot that he could not bear it. He pressed his hand against his chest and pushed him out.
Xie Qingban relaxed slightly along her force, and looked at her from a distance. His eyes were as shimmering as water. His lips became more rosy because of the twisting of his head, and his lips were shimmering with a slight shimmer of fruit wine. He had it, and she naturally had it.
After Yanzhi calmed down slightly, he leaned over and opened his thin lips and kissed her tender lips, sucking gently, as if he wanted to eat the fruit wine on her lips, and then he poked out his tongue and licked her lips gently.
Yanzhi trembled all over as if she was touching electricity, and her breath that had just calmed down was messy again. She frowned and turned her head to avoid his grinding. Although her mind was blank, she was still a little conscious. When she thought that this was her disciple, and that she had been so careless, she softened her body because of his intimate grinding. This really made her too embarrassed...
He didn't remember all the past, and it was understandable to be confused, but she remembered that the master and his disciples had their lips and teeth, and they were rubbing their ears. She couldn't stand it just by thinking about it. The embarrassing emotion spread in her heart, especially when she was brought to him, which made her feel more and more ashamed. She opened her lips slightly and begged intermittently: "Don't...don't come again..."
Xie Qing looked at her side for a moment, with a little unclear meaning in her eyes, but her body no longer pressed against her like this, and was completely separated from her, and her hands slowly loosened and no longer locked up.
After he let go of his hand slightly, Yanzhi almost couldn't stand because she lost his support. She slipped straight downward to the door panel before she could stop. She realized that her head was not soft because of his holding. This was really embarrassing! What a master she was, she was so shameless in her behavior because of her disciples' hard work!
Seeing that she was unable to stand steadily, Xie Qing side reached out and took her into her arms, lowered her head and kissed her small and soft earlobes. Her voice seemed to be soaked in wine, dyed a little clear and drunk. Looking at Yanzhi's extremely embarrassed and entangled look, she deliberately teased: "How could she not stand steadily?"
He spoke so hard, and he was so close that all his feelings were infinitely amplified. His voice was quiet and quiet with a few slight slight silences. The breath of sake in his breath pounced on her, wrapping around her breathing, causing her to tremble slightly.
What he said reminded Yanzhi tortured her head more and more. She couldn't stand the accusation in her heart. She looked at him and said embarrassedly: "Don't say it!"
Xie Qing looked down at her, as if he was looking at her carefully. His eyes seemed to be too hot, making her unable to withstand it.
She really couldn't understand why he was so handsome. Even when he was acting with her, he was just holding hands. That was like this...
She was confused and recovered slightly, and it was important to get out, and the people around her couldn't care about so much.
She raised her hand and pressed it on his arm with a little force. She said in a light tone but a little reminder: "The second young master is afraid that he will be drunk and recognize the wrong person. I have not reported this matter of my bento..."
Before Xie Qingban finished hearing this, he intercepted her words, and his words were quite frivolous. "If you think this has not happened, are you hinting that I should go further?" He pressed her on the door panel and pressed her against her meaningfully and mocked her: "There is no truth on his lips, and it is a good way to refuse and welcome her. I will follow you!"
Yanzhi's eyelashes trembled violently, and he hurriedly held his hand, leaned against the door panel and frowned and looked at him, and said solemnly: "Everyone in the big room knows that I am here, the young master should take care of his own decent!" Yanzhi paused slightly, and his tone was sharp and threatened, "I should go back after being here for so long, so as not to blame him for it and be difficult to explain."
Xie Qingfang's eyes were indifferent when he heard this. After looking at her for a moment, he seemed to know the power of it and slowly let go of her. But his hand slightly raised, took off the wooden hairpin between her hair, and threw it into the inner room. The wooden hairpin passed through the bead curtain and made a crisp and subtle impact sound. A pearl curtain swayed gently, and the hairpin fell into the inner room.
Yanzhi was stunned when she saw the wooden hairpin falling on the ground, and her heart was extremely complicated for a moment. She was like this at the time, and she randomly discarded the flower and wood hairpin in front of him... Now it was changed to him, which made her taste the unspeakable taste. She couldn't help but feel a little confused. I don't know that he was facing a teacher like her at that time with such a mood?
Yanzhi stood up slowly, looked at the wooden hairpin with an uncertain expression, and murmured, "What does this mean by young master?"
Xie Qing raised his eyes and looked at her indifferently, "It's just not my choice." Then he turned around and walked inside. When he reached out to lift the curtain, he turned back to Yanzhi and said meaningfully: "If you can't bear to take it back, you're afraid that you... can't walk." After that, he ignored her and slowly walked inside with the wine pot in his hand.
Yanzhi became more and more embarrassed in her ears. Her head and legs were weak just now, which made her dare not think about it again. The accusations in her heart were so overwhelming that she couldn't breathe.
She barely calmed down her mood and walked towards the inner room. If she didn't take the wooden hairpin at this time, she would never be able to get it in the future.
He may be able to throw his character into the lake. He himself doesn't remember it, but she still remembers that he still holds this hairpin until his death.
For her, you can’t throw away this hairpin without losing anything!
Yanzhi lifted the curtain and went in, turned her head and looked at Xie Qingban. He was standing in front of the table, putting the wine pot in his hand on the table with his back to her.
Seeing that he was like this, Yanzhi felt safer and did not dare to look at him again. She quickly leaned over to pick up the flower and wood hairpin that fell on the ground. When she picked up the wooden hairpin and straightened her body, she suddenly felt a violent dizziness and almost couldn't stand it. She quickly reached out and pressed her forehead to stabilize her body.
This feeling was so familiar that Yanzhi looked up at Xie Qingfang in disbelief.
He had turned around and leaned against the table at some point, looking at her with a good look, his eyes becoming more meaningful, and he was unrestrained without any concealment...
Seeing Yanzhi look so, he pretended to be suspicious and asked as he pretended to be, "Why don't you leave?"
Yanzhi frowned tightly. She dared to talk to him again. She quickly withdrew her gaze and tried to stabilize her body and walked outwards. But before she could take a few steps, she was spinning. She quickly reached out to grab the bead curtain that was within reach, but it was useless.
She still fell to the ground hard, and the bead curtain was pulled apart by her. The beads fell down one after another, smashed on her body, and rolled all over the floor.
Yanzhi felt that it was getting worse and wrong. This feeling was different from the soft muscles. She had an indescribable feeling in her body, and her whole body became hot, and she couldn't suppress that feeling at all.
Yanzhi fell to the ground and struggled slightly uncontrollably. Xie Qing looked at her with a look of dimmering eyes, but she still stood still and looked at her quietly in vain. After a while, she spoke: "Do you want me to help you?"
Yanzhi looked at him when she heard this and thought he... was particularly delicious. Looking at her well-dressed appearance, she actually wanted to...
Yanzhi was ashamed and angry as she couldn't help but couldn't suppress the thoughts in her heart. She was so angry that she trembled all over, trying her best to suppress the unspeakable feeling. She looked at Xie Qingfang and tried her best to scold her intermittently: "Crime, what have you done to...?"
Xie Qing looked at her without saying a word, and Quan seemed to be unheard, but just looked at her more meaningfully.
Yanzhi's eyes seemed to be wet, making her look even more misty. Her tender lips were flushed with unusual redness when she stared at him. She seemed to be angry and shy when she fell to the ground, making people feel bad thoughts in their hearts. Her pitiful appearance made people want to bully her.
He stood in the distance and admired for a while. It was not until Yanzhi was almost tortured by the feeling in his body that he slowly walked towards Yanzhi, standing beside Yanzhi and looking down at her with an unpredictable expression.
Yanzhi was even more and more unbearable when he looked at it like this. She murmured slightly. She was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, and the humiliating light appeared in her eyes.
Xie Qingfang's expression became more and more unpredictable. He leaned over to sit next to Yanzhi, and held his hand on Yanzhi and looked at her and asked, "How is the secret wine in this palace smelling? Have you guessed what it is?"
Yanzhi was gasping for breath, and the feeling in her body became more and more difficult to suppress. What kind of wine could this be? She still needs to guess what she is doing now!
The author has something to say: Dan Qingshou: "I'm blind, I'm blind... I'm blind..."
Chapter completed!