Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 330: The Demon King of the Entertainment Circle (36)

Qian Qiu raised her slender neck and looked at the person in front of her.

"Then you, will you?" She asked back.

Hana: "..."

Why did Tai Chi play again and throw this topic back!

He looked at Qianqiu with a playful look, but also a little seriousness.

"Huh?" Seeing that Huahe didn't answer, Qianqiu raised her final voice slightly.

Huahe got closer to her.

Her breath lingered at the tip of her nose, and that lazy ending, bypassing her eardrums, hit her heart directly.

That moment.

There seems to be a sense of suffocation that cannot be shaken off.

The heart beats uncontrollably.

His cheeks also...

Huahe took a deep breath, turned around and planned to run away.

He hadn't had time to run yet.

As soon as Qian Qiu stretched out her hand, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Her breath came closer.

At that moment, it was as if the heart was about to stop.

By the time Huahe reacted, it was already too late.

Qianqiu's voice sounded, "Your face is red again, did you forget to turn on the air conditioner?"

Hana: "..."

Looking at Huahe's face, Qianqiu continued to speak slowly:
"you have not answer my question yet……"

"You'll make it easy for them, won't you?"

She turned her face slightly, and the breath of her words lingered in his ears.

That kind of numbness made Hua He feel at a loss.

What he hates the most is touching people.

He tried many ways to get in touch with people, but in the end, there was no way to solve it except nausea.

So he also gave up and planned to go on like this alone.

Never thought about it.

After he met the person in front of him.

Even more disgusting.

This nausea is not worth my physical discomfort.

But...

Severe psychological discomfort.

Such an embarrassing thing like blushing happened to me.

Moreover, it can't be stopped, and it happens one after another.

Huahe's threats had no effect, so she simply gave up struggling and said:

"Yes... so, can you let me go first?"

Qianqiu hummed: "Yes."

Her voice fell, but she didn't intend to let go.

Huahe felt that his face was almost on fire, and said in a shy tone, "Why don't you let go?"

"You said it yourself, I can hug you, let's talk..."

"I'm a little tired and don't want to move."

After Qianqiu's voice fell, he blinked.

Immediately afterwards, she pushed forward even more, and rubbed her chin against the side of his neck, hugging him a lot tighter.

Hana: "You..."

"Hush, keep your voice down." Qian Qiu whispered, getting closer.

Huahe's whole body was tense, and she didn't dare to move.

He pinched the sofa tightly, pursed his thin lips tightly and didn't speak, and he didn't dare to speak.

It's been a long time.

Qianqiu said again: "Do you remember this feeling?"

Hua He was taken aback subconsciously, and asked back, "What?"

"The state you should express in the first scene is the same as now." Qianqiu said slowly, "Do you remember?"

He frowned, with a tone of disgust, "I said, I won't act..."

"Really, don't you want to act?"

Qian Qiu's voice was faint, interrupting what Hua He said.

Her arms wrapped around Huahe's neck, her slender fingers pressed against his back, and her fingertips followed the gracefully curved butterfly bone, continuously upward...

Qianqiu's fingertips felt slightly cool.

Huahe could clearly feel that this kind of temperature penetrated through the covering clothes and touched the scorching skin.

A shudder arose.

Further up.

Just ...

the back of his neck.

(End of this chapter)