The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 452 Are You Tricking Me?

"I'm a tall guy who squeezes the sofa, you are really considerate of your boyfriend, I should be happy to have such a considerate little girlfriend, don't you think so?" He talked to her with a hidden smile.

Uh... This is obviously a compliment and a derogation.

She raised her hand and pulled away his left palm that was pressing on her left cheek. Just as she was about to let go, he held it in the palm of her backhand, but the palm of her hand was still scratched lightly by his fingertips. It was numb and itchy, and she couldn't pull it back even if she wanted to.

"Itchy hands—"

Qiao Yiyuan held her left hand and pressed her hand to her head, and the other palm supported her jaw, and his handsome face approached her.

Meng Yao was so frightened that her eyes were wide open, her whole body was as stiff as a corpse, and she couldn't even breathe.

What do Joe and Brother Joe want to do?
Originally, he just wanted to scare her, but Qiao Yiyuan felt that she was so scared that she couldn't breathe, and he felt guilty, but he was more amused by her reaction, so he just pecked her thin lips and let her go.

"Yaoyao, you are so cute."

She took a long breath to inhale the fresh air, saw that he was still smiling happily, and angrily beat him with his fists, he simply lay down on the bed, pulled her to lie on his chest and let her beat him.

Seeing that his face was neither painful nor itchy, Meng Yao became even more angry, sat up with a snort, bent her right elbow, and slammed into his lower abdomen fiercely.

"Uh!"

The expression on his leisurely and handsome face changed, his whole face was wrinkled, and he was lying on his side curled up in pain, moaning in low pain.

Seeing him in pain, Meng Yao suddenly felt that she had hit him too hard, what if he hurt his internal organs?
Which girlfriend would be so vicious?That's not what she meant!Moreover, his physical fitness has always been good, how could he just bump into...

"Brother Joe, are you alright? Does it hurt?" She reached out to touch his handsome face, seeing that he didn't even want to say a word, it must be in pain, she was so scared that she panicked, "I'll call the doctor right away .”

She just got out of bed, and there was a pleasant laughter behind her. She was startled, turned around, saw that he was smiling happily, and subconsciously asked him, "Are you messing with me?"

He stretched out his long arm to pull her back, and turned off the main switch at the head of the bed with the other hand, and the room was immediately plunged into darkness.

"Who told you to hit me so hard that my stomach hurts, what can I do if I don't punish you."

Hearing that he said it so easily, and it seemed that she was the one who was at fault, Meng Yao became unhappy, "Who made you make me think you wanted to do something."

"I told you during the day, I just want to spend more time alone with you. It's your thinking about evil, and it has nothing to do with me."

"You make unreasonable words." She looked up at him from his arms, but it was dark, and she could only vaguely see a human figure, but he flicked her forehead with perfect precision. She frowned in pain and rubbed the quilt with one hand. The position where the bullet hurts, I muttered in my heart.

"Sleep, I have to play tomorrow." He moved her head to his chest with his right palm, and folded his arms to hug her tightly. "If you make trouble again, you will bear the consequences."

Only then did Meng Yao realize that her face was blushing, "Relax..."

The arms around her immediately loosened a little, and the handsome face in the dark closed his eyes contentedly and went to sleep.

After moving to a comfortable position, she also closed her eyes and fell asleep.

At 05:30 in the morning, Meng Yao woke up with pain in her lower abdomen.

The discomfort in her abdomen made her breathe a sigh of relief. After sitting up slowly, she turned her head to look at Qiao Yiyuan who was still sleeping soundly beside her, and lightly lifted a corner of the quilt and got out of bed.

Qiao Yiyuan woke up passively, but he was still very sleepy.

He raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, and saw the Taoist figure shaking in the dark room, so he stretched out his hand sideways to turn on the light, but he didn't see anyone when he turned his head. His head was still in a half-stop state when he just woke up, and his right arm was also in a state of sleep because he had been sleeping all night. Sour and sour.

(End of this chapter)