The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 556

"So?" Qingqian didn't care whether he eavesdropped or not, anyway, Lu Xuanyan's liking for Yukimura Seichi was an open secret of the tennis club.

"My uncle thought of the past." Atobe Keigo clasped Qingqian's waist with one hand and behind Qingqian's shoulders with the other, and buried his head in Qingqian's neck, and said in a muffled voice, "You were also like that at that time." Lu Xuanyan's current appearance is following behind my uncle, but it's a pity that my uncle at that time didn't have the consciousness of Xingcun."

"Oh, this." Qingqian suddenly realized, patted Keigo Atobe on the shoulder, and comforted him in turn: "Didn't I say that I didn't take it to heart? Don't always worry about it."

"But I really want you to take it to heart." Keigo Atobe took a deep breath greedily, and said resentfully.

"You can't see me, okay!" Qingqian pushed Jingwu again, sullenly: "You can let go."

"I don't want to." Hearing this, Jingwu Atobe not only did not let go of Qingqian, but also tightened the hand clasped around Qingqian's waist, and rubbed against Qingqian's neck by the way.

So fragrant and so soft...!
Qingqian's body froze, she shouldn't have trusted the person in front of her just now!Just a jerk!
Both of them went downstairs in their pajamas, and their pajamas were still made of silk. At this time, Keigo Atobe was holding him in his arms. Through two layers of thin fabric, Qingqian could clearly feel his body. A little stiff muscle for her.

Qingqian suddenly rejoiced, fortunately she went to bed late every day, and now she was still wearing Xiong, otherwise things would have become very embarrassing.

And now Keigo Atobe's head is still resting on his shoulders, as he speaks, all the breath is sprayed on his shoulders, it's really... very itchy...

"Don't talk nonsense, let me go quickly." Qingqian held a cup in one hand, and pushed Keigo Sebu with the other in a futile way.

Atobe Keigo forgot in a blink of an eye what he said before that he would only hug Qingqian for a while, and he hugged Qingqian relentlessly and refused to let go.

"Cirou can hug you, why can't I!" Atobe Keigo's tone was sour, every time he saw Cirou pounce on Qianqian, he was really angry, but Qingqian didn't refuse, and he didn't From that standpoint, Jiro was dealt with.

It's so powerless...

God knows how much he wants to push Cilang away, and let him hug Qingqian instead!

"What nonsense are you talking about, can you and Cilang be the same?!" Qingqian was embarrassed and struggled violently, after all, both of them were wearing thin clothes.

"I'm so pissed off!" It's good that Qingqian didn't speak, but when he spoke, Atobe Jingwu became even more depressed, Qianqian was sent by God to deal with him!
"Hurry up and let go." Qingqian couldn't help laughing twice, shrinking her neck: "I really want to laugh, do you have something to say well? Otherwise, I'm really going to get angry! "

Atobe Keigo was not really such a rascal, he sighed lightly, and let go of Qingqian helplessly.

"My uncle doesn't know that Qianqian is still ticklish?" Atobe Keigo raised the corners of his lips.

"Shut up," Qingqian glanced at him: "If you have something to say, hurry up, if it's nothing, I'll go in."

"Don't mention the past again!" Atobe Keigo opened his mouth and before saying anything, Qingqian gave him a vicious look.

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows: "Then go to bed early, good night."

(End of this chapter)