Ming Flirting!Secret temptation!The paranoid man begs for a kiss every day

Soon, he came out with a basin. Jian Qiao looked up and saw that the basin was still steaming.

She was wondering what he was going to do until she was supported by him and sat on the edge of the bed.

The boy squatted down, took off her shoes and socks, and put her feet in the basin.

"Soak your feet and relax."

Jian Qiao's eyes widened, and she was surprised and happy, but she heard him say again, "During this period, you have been too tight. I'm worried about your body."

Jian Qiao couldn't hold it back and reached out to touch his head.

He always followed her without saying a word, but he could always give her the greatest peace of mind. As long as he was around, she could let go and do what she wanted to do.

He is her greatest confidence and strongest back.

She couldn't help laughing, "Xiao Yanchuan, why are you so good?"

So good that every time she thought of how alienated and neglected he was in her previous life, she would get very angry at herself.

Fortunately, in this life, she never missed such a good him again.

The young man stood up silently and was about to leave when she grabbed his hand.

"You come and soak with me for a while, this basin is so big anyway."

The young man hesitated for a moment and agreed.

He sat on the bedside with her, while Jian Qiao leaned on his shoulder, looking very relaxed.

Ten minutes later, the boy took off the mask on her face, and then poured the foot wash, while Jian Qiao sat on a stool to apply skin care.

Jian Qiao would also glance at him secretly while doing skin care. Maybe the two of them had lived together for a long time, and she felt that their relationship became more and more like an old couple.

Even though he was three years younger than her, he was always able to take good care of her in every detail.

It's like he was born to love.

Jian Qiao was a little lucky that she never missed such a good person in this life.

After a while, he came back. Just as Jian Qiao was about to call him over, a cell phone ring suddenly rang in the quiet room.

She watched him take out his phone from his pocket and said "hey".

Jian Qiao seemed to hear a female voice, and she immediately raised her ears curiously.

But the boy hung up the phone after a while and walked towards her.

Jian Qiao is rare and has some taste for food.

"Who called you just now?"

The young man didn't hide anything, "The monitor of our class urged me to hand in my graduation thesis."

Jian Qiao then remembered that he had not graduated from college yet.

She poked her head over curiously, "Aren't you guys pretty?"

The young man was silent for a while, as if reminiscing, and finally nodded.

But Jian Qiao suddenly looked like a lion with its fur exploded.

"Gu Yanchuan, do you need to hesitate for so long? Do you have an ulterior past?"

Maybe only when you really fall in love with someone can you feel jealous. At this moment, Jian Qiao couldn't help but wonder if he had a close friendship with the beautiful monitor of their class.

The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She wanted to stand up and comb his hair.

Gu Yanchuan was quite frightened by her appearance.

He stared at his head very seriously, then shook his head.

"We are just ordinary classmates."

Jian Qiao obviously didn't believe it. She turned her head away, then pulled the quilt over her.

The young man was at a loss at first, but soon he understood the reason for her anger, and felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.He walked over and gently pulled a corner of the quilt.

"Sister, why don't you believe me? We are really just ordinary classmates."

At this time, Jian Qiao was like a child having a tantrum, covering her ears with her hands and refusing to listen or watch.

The young man explained nicely for a while, but she still didn't say a word. He chuckled helplessly, then reached out and lifted the quilt.

The girl's red face was exposed to him in an instant, and he hugged her in his arms without waiting for her reaction.

He grabbed her two hands, slowly moved them away from her ears, and then quickly kissed her forehead while she was not prepared.

Jian Qiao was ashamed and annoyed, her almond-shaped eyes were wide and round, and her face still had a blush that hadn't dissipated. She looked extremely cute.

The boy pulled her closer, then ignored her struggle and put his arms around her waist.

He slowly approached her ear, his voice unconsciously filled with laughter.

"Sister, are you jealous?"

Jian Qiao refused to accept that she would do such a childish thing and shook her head quickly.

"I didn't!"

The young man's big palm pressed tightly against her waist and pinched her gently.

"If your waist is so soft, why is your mouth so hard?"

"Gu Yanchuan, you..."

All her subsequent words were swallowed up by the young man. He reached out to support her body so that she could rest in his arms when she was tired.

Jian Qiao wanted to push him away at first, but then his kiss gradually became overbearing. She could no longer resist and hugged his neck tightly with both hands.

In her daze, she even wondered how she could do such a sour and jealous thing when she was so mature and steady in front of outsiders.

This is so unlike her.

But it seems that once people fall in love with someone, they become possessive and want him to belong only to them, from heart to body, everywhere.

She even regretted missing out on his growth. Gu Yanchuan, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, would have had a more youthful spirit, and his eyes might be less wild and more youthful than now.

She felt a little regretful in her heart, but her appearance in Gu Yanchuan's eyes meant that she was distracted.

The young man never vents his dissatisfaction through words, he has his own way.

And Jian Qiao quickly realized something was wrong.

She felt herself being picked up by him and then lying half on top of him. Just as she was about to speak, her voice was swallowed up by him again, and this time, it was a more ferocious attack than before.

Jian Qiao had no resistance at all, so she could only passively grab the hem of his clothes, her face as red as a ripe persimmon.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally let go of her, but still held her waist with both hands, looking down at her blushing face.

Jian Qiao didn't know what he was thinking. Every time like this, she would always let herself go for a short time, and only he was left in her heart.

When her breathing finally became calmer, she reached out and hooked her arms around his neck, pulling him down.

The young man's dark eyes stared at her quietly, and Jian Qiao could clearly see her own look in his eyes.

She suddenly wanted to see his sober and calm eyes set off huge waves.

She slowly raised her head and slowly sat up with his strength.

She reached out and hooked her hand, motioning for him to bring her ear closer.

The boy obeyed obediently, but as soon as he turned his head, she hugged his neck.

Then, she covered his ear and said something very softly.

The young man's cold eyes suddenly filled with ecstasy, and he grabbed her, surprise and astonishment coexisting in his eyes.

"Sister, what you said is true?"