101 Marriage Proposals: Hei Di's Sky-high Lover

Qin Cao's eyes fell on his hands, and by the way, he scanned the opponent's body from bottom to top. When he looked back, he was already pressed on the bed by Qin Shou, and he had to lie down obediently, but He pulled Qin Shou unwillingly, and pulled Qin Shou down, "I'm fine."

"The family doctor just called by the crown prince is still checking the food in the KTV kitchen, and he will be there in a while." Qin Shou stood up, glanced at Qin Cao again, walked into the bathroom with a twist, soaked a dry towel, Go back to the room and put a wet towel on his head.

Qin Cao raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Shou's face. He saw Da Da's face close at hand. He didn't have much outstanding features when he was a child. Unfortunately, he just liked it.

Forehead, eyes, bridge of nose, lips, chin, and Adam's apple.

He likes every part, he is even so familiar with it that he can copy it with his eyes closed.

Qin Cao closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Move back home."

"I'll go out to see if the doctor is here, why is it so slow!" Qin Shou avoided the topic in two or three times, feeling particularly irritable, and then strode out.

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"Honghong, you... I can't take it anymore..." Zi Yang pushed his chest with both hands and breathed heavily, her eyes blurred.

Under the palm is his chest muscle, under which his heart is hidden.

Ziyang's brain has long been a jerk, after being ravaged by him like a storm, she has no strength at all, at this moment, looking pitifully at the sweating man, she finds that his heart is not slower than hers at all.

But for a moment, a picture flashed in her mind.

Unfamiliar scenes, familiar movements, she looked up at him blankly, as if she had an illusion for a while, she didn't know why she occasionally had such an illusion, she always involuntarily brought herself and him into the script she wrote In it, did she get that kind of hallucination after writing a script?

"Honghong... um... that's enough... that's enough..." Tears could not help but flow out of his eyes.

Fu Hong leaned over and pecked her pleading lips, Zi Yang gritted his teeth and stared at him, in exchange for his fierce snatching of the kiss.

"What are you thinking, so inattentive? The man who perfunctory you in bed will be punished."

"Honghong, do you believe in past and present lives?" Words came out of the mouth before the brain.

Fu Hong's heart suddenly shrank, and then all movements became still.

Fu Hong's mouth slowed down by half a beat, and twitched for a while, and then with a hundred thousand excitement, a trembling voice sounded: "Yangyang, what did you just say?"

Zi Yang knocked himself on the head, yelling at himself whether his nerves had started to become abnormal again.

She shook her head, and took the initiative to stick to her, poking his heart with her little finger.

Jiaojiao Didi said: "I'm so tired..."

Fu Hong didn't give up, and stared at her with a pair of monster eyes, without blinking, and then repeated again: "What did you say just now?"

He wasn't sure if he was hallucinating.

"It's nothing." Ziyang flattened her mouth, and complained more and more coquettishly: "People say, I'm so tired,... tired..."

"You ask me if I believe in past and present lives?" Fu Hong turned over, clasped her slender waist, and let her sit on him while he lay down: "Yangyang, did you just ask me, Do you not believe in past lives?"