[Eight] Hua Yuchou 65 When we talk about love, do we have to talk about the bed? (1 more)
"I'm saying you little girl is funny?" Qi Wu let go of her hair, leaned over and put her chin on the edge of the rattan chair, facing her face, squinted her eyes at her, "You ran from all the way to my sleep?"
I thought to myself, isn’t your huge princess’s mansion even a bed?
Youmeng closed her eyes and said in a lazy tone: "Am I tired?"
"Tired?" Qiwu smiled playfully, his voice was ambiguous, "Why, was you tired last night?"
Youmeng's eyes suddenly opened and she gave him a cold look. She was worried that she would sleep again after being disturbed by him.
Qi Wu gently pinched her chin and stroked it flirtatiously: "I'm going to put all my work aside and I'm going to accompany you specifically. What do you mean by ignoring me?"
Youmeng brushed away his hand without any slightest taste: "Are you men all like that?"
"Where?" Qi Wu felt that her tone was interesting and asked her in a daze.
Youmeng glanced at Yu Guang again, as if he was scrutinizing an object: Don’t pretend to be fresh for me.
The look made Qi Wu feel chilled, and he smiled aggrievedly: "Why do you think of me like this? What's wrong with me?"
Youmeng pursed her lips and said indifferently: "You have to talk about love with a woman, do you have to talk about the bed?"
Qi Wu was stunned for a moment, and then admitted frankly: "It's normal. Isn't it a hooligan who doesn't make love for the purpose of having sex?"
This shameless... Youmeng didn't know what to say to him, but she firmly believed that Su Zhi was not such a person, and that he was not with her for lust.
"But the time is wrong..." She looked at Qi Wu in entangled, "And you know, after the incident in Ganquan Palace, I have always had a shadow on that kind of thing, and I can't let it go..."
"Who is going to sleep with you?" Qi Wu couldn't help but be curious, "The future prince consort?"
Youmeng almost glared at him at once: "Can you speak well? Vulgar."
"I think the timing is right? Whether a man wants it or not is an excuse. The real seriousness is your heart disease." His smiled eyebrows and eyes, "If you have a hurdle in your heart, you will feel that something is terrible."
As if he hit the nail on the head, Youmeng lay on her back, raised her hands, and played with silk in the air.
"Actually, it's a great pleasure for men and women. You just need someone to guide you well." Qi Wu made a gesture to support her head, tilted her head to look at her, and her beautiful eyes were flowing. "I'm very good at it, and she looks so good, so I can satisfy you."
Youmeng snatched the silk zi and angrily annoyed him: "Don't make a fuss? I'm already annoyed enough."
"I'm very sincere." Qi Wu smiled and leaned closer, and the autumn waves were rippling. "Think about it?"
Youmeng put down her hand with Juanzi, turned her face and looked at him seriously: "Monster, we are good friends. We can usually be careless, but don't joke about such things."
Good friend, the three words made him feel thrilled. He instantly stopped laughing and turned over to the couch lightly, which caught Youmeng off guard and was almost shocked.
He bent, his black hair hangs softly from his shoulders, and the black waterfall hung outside the sight of the two meeting, making him look very handsome.
"I am a man." He looked down at her directly and calmly, and there was no trace of joke in his eyes when he said that.
What's going on with him? This is... Youmeng opened her eyes wide and looked at him at a loss: "I know..."
A crescent moon appeared to be curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his intoxicating peach blossom eyes seemed to be bottomless. His voice was calm but springy, and he was extremely bewitching: "Then I will let you know that I'm not kidding."
After speaking, he decided to target her red lips, and was impartial. He watched him slowly sink down, and Youmeng's breathing was frozen.
The moment the two of them were about to touch their lips, she seemed to be awake, stubbornly turned her face, and Qi Wu also stopped in the air. Through the silent rejection in her eyebrows and eyes, he seemed to see her heart.
He didn't move when he approached, just staring at her quietly, as if a bunch of fireworks were vanishing in his eyes, leaving only cold and lonely, like a dark night, no stars or moon.
Chapter completed!