Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 94 What is the temperature of the heart

Ji Liunian stretched his arms on the pillow, pressed An Qiyue tightly with his body, and said, "What is a face? Can that thing be eaten?"

"Ji Liunian, have you climbed the bed over and over again, is it over?"

Ji Liunian's hot lips fell on An Qiyue's brows, his throat was hoarse, and he said, "A day without food is a day without end. If you want to sleep obediently, shut up now and don't talk."

An Qiyue froze for a moment, this sentence can be understood in this way, if you don't want to be raped, just shut up and don't say anything that makes me angry.

While An Qiyue was in a trance, Ji Liunian had already rolled onto the bed, got into the warm blanket, wrapped her arms around An Qiyue's waist, hugged her tightly, and slept with her eyes closed.

An Qiyue looked in disbelief at the man whose outline became clearer in the darkness. This scumbag was not a good prince. He ran to the hospital to squeeze a single bed with her, and didn't force her. Could it be that he just covered her with a quilt? Pure sleep?
This is not in line with Ji Zhaza's determination to sleep with her.

Could it be that this guy changed his sex and became a good person?
"With your eyes so wide, do you expect something from me? Do you want me to do something meaningful?"

wipe!An Qiyue gritted her teeth, well, it seems that it is impossible for this scum to be good.

An Qiyue was so sleepy that she was so sleepy that she couldn't think about it. When Ji Liunian grabbed her little hand, the other party's pleasant voice sounded: "Why are your hands so cold?"

At night, each other can't see each other's face clearly, but they can clearly feel each other's heartbeat, which is strong and powerful.

After tearing off the mask of hypocrisy during the day, Guye's soul in the early morning is filled with a slight sense of loneliness, An Qiyue loses the hostility of the daytime, and has a girlish delicacy.

Her voice was soft, and she replied, "Natural."

Ji Liunian hooked An Qiyue's feet, which were colder than hands, and he said: "Hands are cold, feet are cold, what is the temperature of the heart?"

An Qiyue wrapped her feet around Ji Liunian's calf, absorbed the warm air from his body, and said, "It's not the temperature you want anyway, sleep."

Ji Liunian clenched An Qiyue's hand even tighter, with a lazy voice: "Well, go to sleep."

This night, An Qiyueji Fleeting Nian lived in peace, and worked until dawn.

Ji Liunian was the first to wake up, his biological clock was there, and he would wake up when the time came.

How should he describe his mood? When he was young, he had a youthful dream, which was very beautiful and gorgeous, and An Qiyue was the distant dream he saw when he woke up. It was longing, illusory, but it did exist in his heart. It is very real, as if you can get it within reach, but in fact it is a dream, very far away.

This little woman doesn't care about him, she's ambitious, she's full of murder and robbery, she doesn't want any man to enter her sealed world, this is the conclusion that Ji Liunian concluded after carefully reading all the information about An Qiyue last night.

When An Qiyue woke up, Ji Liunian had already left.

He Yang prepares breakfast: black soybean milk, red rice porridge, steamed buns...

An Qiyue cleaned up the breakfast in 5 minutes, and then motioned He Yang to open the small suitcase she had prepared. She quickly glanced at the dark green windbreaker, black Martin boots, and a pair of dark leather pants, and said to He Yang: .

"Get this, that, and the boots out."

After An Qiyue finished speaking, she raised her hand to remove the veil indiscriminately, touched the back of her head, felt a slight pain, and secretly rejoiced that it was the back of the head and not the brain gate that fell, otherwise the scene would definitely not have a chance.

PS: Ji Tuhao: I have a city in my heart. There is no hostess in the empty city. The girl downstairs pushes me and asks for a ticket!

(End of this chapter)