Hang up.

Ye Qingrao turned her mobile phone and squinted: "he will definitely find out later. Is it interesting to play like this?"

"It's boring, but he hung me up for three days." Su Li'er leaned on the sofa and blinked.

Ye Qingrao stares at her for two seconds, and suddenly laughs, "I've been thinking these days, how can this Yama fall into your hands? Now I understand a little."

"As for people, the things that are available to the tentacles are always less precious than those that are hard to find. Is that right? " Su Li'er said, looking down at the shining mobile phone in her hand, her heart was really cold.

She was once available, and was trampled on the ground.

Ye Qingrao is silent, her eyes twinkle.

"You..."

The door suddenly rang, heavy, two people are a shock.

"Oh, come so fast." Ye Qingrao shrugged her shoulders, stood up and said: "I'm going out to avoid the limelight. You call me when it's over, but... Are you sure you can do it?"

"How do you know if you don't try." Su Li'er came forward and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Qin Chengyang's delicate black face appeared outside the door. His anger surrounded his whole body, and his dark pupils were filled with coldness, staring at Su Li'er.

"You talk." Ye Qingrao came out of the door and took the door with her.

Click#@$&

There are only two people left in the room.

Qin Chengyang's sharp features are cold, and his body is full of wine. His eyes first skim the food on the table, and then set on Su Li'er's clothes - sexy with a trace of mischief, which is completely according to his taste. His straight legs are more attractive under the ambiguous warm yellow light, with a smile on his face. His white features have no makeup, and his eyes are very clear.

"That's good, Suli. I've learned to play missing now." He said.

"How can I see you without missing?" Su Li'er came forward and reached for his neck. Suddenly, she whispered, "don't be angry, OK?"

Qin Chengyang did not move and looked coldly&

Su Li'er pursed her lips and coaxed: "it's all my fault. I made a dish to make amends. Try it?"

Qin Chengyang wanted to attack again, heard this sentence also dissipated most of the anger, squinted at the dinner table, "what did you do?"

"Yes." Su Li'er's face doesn't change. If ye Qingrao sees this shameless answer, she may have to spit out her lunch.

Qin Chengyang looked down at her, her eyes touched in the air, and the ambiguous breath was burning.

Her fingers slightly force, the Qincheng Yang hook to the seat, personally clip the food, to the man's mouth.

Qin Chengyang stretched out his hand and pulled her to his leg.

The man in his arms was obviously stiff. He lowered his head, his eyes were burning, and he didn't plan to eat.

"I don't know how to use snacks if I have to be perfunctory?" The slender knuckles point to the tip of Su Li'er's nose.

Su Li'er looks up with clear eyes. She seems to want to explore the meaning of these words. Then she sees Qin Chengyang holding her waist and turning around, looking at the packing box in the garbage can.

The name of the shop and the dishes are also written on the box, which are matched with those on the table one by one.

With a dry smile, Su Li'er put down her chopsticks and wrapped them around Qin Chengyang's neck again. "Well, I'm not distracted... What about this one?"

She tilted her head and kissed the thin lips. The cool wine immediately penetrated into each other's breath.

Su Li'er's kiss is slow, but not astringent. From the beginning, it has a purpose, but it makes people immersed in it.

His fingers suddenly used force, as if to rub her into his arms. The evil fire ran from the bottom of his heart, kicked off the stool, got up, and pressed her onto the table.

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