Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 361 What else did Fanwai dream about?
In Xie Ying'an's room, Qing Ran was staring at Xie Ying'an's face, those black and white eyes were staring straight, without blinking.

No matter how thick-skinned she was, Xie Ying'an felt embarrassed. He touched the tip of his nose, his eyes averted.

I couldn't hide, so I had to resign myself to my fate and sighed, reaching out to cover Qingran's eyes: "Ranran, don't look at me like that..."

The light in front of her eyes was blocked, Qingran subconsciously blinked her eyes twice, her long eyelashes streaked across the palm of her hand, she clearly felt Xie Yingan's hand shaking uncontrollably.

She thought it was fun, so she blinked her eyes again, and the next moment, Xie Ying'an pinched her chin again.

The man's black eyes were bottomless, and he leaned over to kiss him again.

The numbness between her lips and teeth has not completely subsided, Qingran was really scared, she broke free from Xie Yingan's hand, turned her head and threw herself into his arms, buried her face in his chest, and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, saying what Also unwilling to let go.

Xie Ying'an coaxed her softly for a while, but to no avail.

In fact, in the first year when the two fell in love, Qingran used the future life as a temptation to draw him a big cake. Later, he was really busy with his studies, and occasionally the two had a date at night, and there was a curfew in the dormitory, and they were not intimate at all. How many times.

It was a rare opportunity, and of course Xie Ying'an would not let it go, not only did he not let it go, but he also wanted to make up for what he owed little by little.

Therefore, he played tricks, put his head on Qingran's earlobe and sucked slowly.

Qingran froze all over, only felt an electric current passing through her spine, her voice couldn't help trembling: "Thank you..."

Xie Ying'an chuckled in her ear, he did not intend to let her go, his hoarse voice was full of unrelenting lust: "You are welcome."

You don't have to thank your uncle.

In the contest between masters, the fight is to win or lose, even in the matter of love, Qingran doesn't want to be completely led by Xie Ying'an's senses.

Fight back!

In just an instant, Qingran threw Xie Ying'an, who was also unprepared for her, onto the bed, and when she bent over his chest, she still didn't forget to look back at the door of the room.

It was locked, and when I came in just now, it seemed that Xie Yingan had locked it back.

Sure enough, children with impure thoughts like to stay behind in everything they do.

Xie Ying'an worked hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, and adjusted himself to a more comfortable lying position, with his arms at his sides, as if he was in a posture that you can pick and choose.

Qingran looked at him for a while, and couldn't help laughing. Just now, inappropriately, she thought of the classic line of Sister Pomegranate: Come on, ravage me to your heart's content, don't be ashamed of me just because I'm Jiaohua. Take pity on me.

Don't blame her, because that's what Xie Ying'an gave her now.

With her smile, Xie Ying'an's red ears became even redder. He glanced at Qingran, his eyelids half drooped, and he didn't make a sound.

Qingran: "..."

She always felt that the way Xie Ying'an looked at her was like a scumbag who played with his body but didn't intend to take responsibility.

All right, scum is scum, she not only wants to scum at Xie Yingan's house today, but also scum on Xie Yingan's bed!
Qingran tried her best to hold back her laughter, stretched out her index finger to pick at Xie Yingan's chin, and repeatedly rubbed her fingertips against the skin on that side: "Don't move."

Xie Ying'an's expression remained unchanged, but his Adam's apple that kept rolling up and down betrayed him, at least he was not as calm as he seemed.

Qingran bent his arm on his chest, leaned closer to him, their breaths were intertwined, their eyes met, their noses touched, and she spoke against his lips: "Anzi, your 16-year-old dream is nothing but this... "

Her lips were pressed heavily on his lips, and she left in a moment, her voice seemed to be bewitched: "Is there anything else..."

The tips of the man's eyes were reddish, and the black pupils were stained with endless lust, and even the corners of his normally pink lips were now bright red.

It really is the flower of Gaoling high in the clouds, falling into boundless lust and completely falling down from the altar.

This question probably made him feel ashamed, so he simply kept his lips shut.

Seeing him like this, Qingran's shy feelings dissipated a lot, she shifted her position, and kissed the little red mole that she had been thinking about for a long time, once and for all, as if teasing.

Xie Ying'an closed his eyes tightly and endured, Yahei's long eyelashes kept trembling, and wanted to stand up and fight back, but this was the first time Ranran treated him like this, which made him feel quite reluctant.

"Don't talk?" Qingran smiled slowly, leaning close to Xie Yingan's ear and calling him 'Anzi' with a breathy voice, while moving the kiss down, parting his collar with his fingers, and kissing on his collarbone on the mole.

She could clearly feel Xie Ying'an's whole body trembling heavily, and then trembled slightly as if forbearance.

There are only two moles that can be seen on Xie Ying'an's body, one grows on the tip of his eyes and becomes a mole of tears, and the other grows on his collarbone and becomes a "cinnabar mole" that so many girls in B's age can't forget.

Not to mention others, even Qingran shared the link among the four groups through Yan Lingling, and saw many times about the mole on Xie Yingan's collarbone. Want to kiss", "To be honest, Dad likes this" and other remarks.

Yan Lingling told her worriedly that now those people in the school are not only thinking about her man, but even the mole on her man's body.

At that time, what Qingran thought while holding the phone was: it is just a mole, what can it do?Actually let someone else open a post for it?
Well, when you have a chance, you must ravage it.

Therefore, Qingran bit down on the little mole, and she used such force that Xie Ying'an, who was defenseless, let out a muffled snort.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became even more ambiguous.

Qingran felt dizzy for a while, her waist was tightly embraced by a pair of arms, and their postures were instantly reversed.

The eyes of the man lying on her were red, and his straight nose repeatedly touched hers.

"What do you call me?" He kissed the corner of Qingran's lips, and asked her in a low voice: "Huh?"

Qingran, who was shackled, froze in an instant. With the posture of the two of them, she couldn't call out the word "Anzi" even if she was killed. She simply closed her eyes tightly like Xie Ying'an and didn't speak.

There seemed to be a deep chuckle above her head, and the hot kisses fell on her collarbone in the same way, densely packed and endless, leaving a fiery heat wherever they passed.

Qingran trembled uncontrollably.

Xie Ying'an returned exactly the way she treated him just now, and it was the same way that she knew that this was simply a sweet torture.

"Curious about what else is in my dream? Why don't I tell you with my actions?"

As soon as the words fell, the kiss on her collarbone obviously went downstream.

Qingran suddenly regained consciousness, reached out and grabbed Xie Ying'an's black hair tightly, her voice trembling like chaff: "Thank you Ying'an, don't, don't, I'm not curious anymore..."

　A man with a head full of yellow waste is not desirable, of course, if he is particularly good-looking, I didn't say it.

　　Also, I can’t move anymore, no matter how sweet I am, I’m about to drive, but I don’t have a driver’s license at all, so I’m not allowed to drive at all, I understand everything, huh...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)