However, he went to find a hair dryer.

With his cold lips pursed, he held the blower in his right hand and lifted her head out of the quilt with his left hand. Balabala blew her hair up.

"You are so nice." He knocked his teeth so cold that he felt so happy.

Of course, I didn't forget my essence.

While praising him, she leaned on him and let him troll around her head. Her body wrapped in a quilt hurriedly came to his arms, and her hands were wrapped around his waist.

Then, like a cat that stole a fishy cat, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

"Enjoy like a queen, Second Uncle, you feel so comfortable serving the Ai family!"

Ignoring her, the man continued to move.

After a while, I guess I couldn't stand her tossing, and his muffled voice came from above my head: "Don't move, I can't blow anymore!"

"Oh, oh, OK, fully cooperate."

Baoniuer listened to the hoarse voice in his throat, and smiled muffled in her heart, and her head stopped chaotic.

However, her little hands were not so well-behaved, and she stretched out like a cat's paw. She was fumbled in the man's solid chest one after another, neither fast nor slow, but she didn't give him any chance to breathe.

"Claws away!"

Stopped the operation of his hand, Master Xiao lowered his head, his eyebrows were dark, and he glared at her irritably.

"Okay, my hair is dry, no need to blow it."

He took off the hair dryer in his hand and shook it away. Baoqi curled up in the quilt again, whispering to ask for advice.

"Let me go down to have a meal when I get warm. I don't want to leave the warm bed."

She ate it in the detention center at noon, and in the evening she ate another big roasted sweet potato. At this moment, her body was humiliated by cold water and she felt absolutely not as hungry as she felt strongly.

"Um."

Without objection, Leng Xiao stood up. There was still soup on his pot.

"Hey, Uncle Second! Uncle Second, pause button-" He called him in a low voice. Baoqi stretched out a small hand and patted the position beside him, and said very obediently: "In order to let me quickly enter a warm state, then go downstairs to have dinner with you. Can I borrow your human body lighter to use?"

Human body lighter?!

Master Xiao frowned fiercely.

When she turned her head and glanced at her, she saw that her pretty face was filled with two words - pitiful. Moreover, under his gaze, she subconsciously shook her body.

My heart was deep, and Master Xiao didn't move.

"Uncle Second...Uncle Second..." He called him sadly, and Baoniuer put his pitiful energy to a very high level of strength.

Well, scoundrel is her specialty, and escalating ambiguity is her purpose.

One sound after another, as smooth as silk.

Then--

One step, two steps, three steps, each step of Xiao Ye is like stepping on the tip of a knife.

Heart is pointed and trembling!

It took almost a century to such a long time, Baoqi felt the big bed next to him sink down. The man's tall body pressed against the big bed with absolute weight. Then, he carefully lifted the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed, conscientiously acting as a human body lighter.

Oh--

She happily touched the corners of her lips, and she found the most comfortable position to lean against him, lay down next to him, absorbing his body temperature.

But women are not satisfied in front of their beloved men.

After thinking about it, she poked his arm impatiently. She raised her bright eyes and looked over, and said in a trembling voice: "Hey, hug, hug me...hiss...I'm so cold..."

Frowning, the coldness in Xiao Ye's eyes melted. He looked at her but didn't say anything.

After a while, his arm slightly opened.

He was so happy that Baoqi rushed over like a little bird lying on the side of the human body and pressed into his arms tightly. The man's body temperature was already higher than that of a woman. With such a touch, this warmth made her sincerely exclaim: "Sure enough, it's warm enough!"

After his body stiffened for a moment, Master Xiao closed his eyes, concealing his awkwardness.

Oh my god, pretend to be asleep?!

"Uncle Second." A warm smile spread from the corners of her pink lips. Bao Niuer looked at his unnatural handsome face, raised her fingers, slowly rubbed against his face, rubbed for a moment, touched him bit by bit, and moved downwards.

Move and observe.

To be honest, he is really beautiful.

Unlike Yao Wang's exquisiteness and beauty, and from Fang Weijiu's evil temptation, he is the real coldness, masculine and handsome man.

Just one word handsome!

With a sneer, her fingertips mischievously brushed his brows, eye sockets, forehead, and nose, and moved up little by little, without any rushing or slowing down, moving with the force that would not complain about him. Finally, her fingertips pressed on his sexy and angular lips.

Pressing motionlessly, her red lips opened lightly: "Second uncle, let's talk."

As soon as this was said, the man seemed to have been redeemed by Lingchi's people.

Opening his eyes, he let out a sigh of relief. Then he moved away her hand without a trace, his eyes darkened and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Tell me."

"You are in a bad mood today. Is it because your comrades are injured?"

"Yeah." The throat tightened, and the sound of "Yeah" seemed to be silent.

"He's fine now?"

"Um."

"That's good, don't be sad. The injury will always get better. When he gets healed, he will be able to appear alive again. But what about me?! Second uncle, I have lost my most important thing and can't make up for it no matter how much I make up for it..."

Listening to the little girl jumping to describe Xing Liehuo, a strange light flashed across Leng Xiao's eyes.

"What?"

Thinking that the photos he had kept in the small powder machine for a long time had been deleted, Baoqi was so distressed that she thrust.

What a pity?! That was the first time he took the initiative to kiss her, of course, and it was the only time.

As she learned to sigh, two words appeared faintly: "Photo."

I didn't ask this time, but his eyes were full of doubts.

I don't know what to explain to him, Baoqi lay on him, reached out to hook the small pink machine on the bedside table, and handed it to him: "No, that's it! That photo was deleted by me. I was particularly reluctant to delete it. But, you know..."

Leng Xiao already knew what it was without picking up his phone.

In fact, he always knew it, and he knew it when she took it.

"If you delete it, you will delete it."

"How can that be done?" Baoqi's low mood lasted for less than a minute, and immediately became excited again. Her big eyes turned, and she stared at him cunningly, touching his lips again, and laughed in a low voice: "This way, you can make up for me?"
Chapter completed!