She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 312 Do you like brother's abdominal muscles?

It is true that Lin Qingyou felt that what this love master said was very reasonable.

"Brother likes this?" After a three-second pause, she imitated his tone and repeated, then hooked his neck, pulled it towards her, then turned sideways into the sofa, and slowly straightened up Waist up.

The positions of the two were reversed in an instant. Her hand was still on his shoulder and she didn't take it back, just looking down at him like this.

Fearing that the glutinous rice dumpling would fall, Jing Xing's hand that was originally resting on the outside of the sofa wrapped around her waist indiscriminately. He leaned on the pillow behind him, and the other hand lazily covered her waist. the back of the hand.

"What do you want to do?" He raised the end of his eyes with a slightly ambiguous tone, but he looked like he was very patient and let her do whatever he wanted.

"I want to make something my brother likes." Lin Qingyou's long eyelashes fluttered up and down twice, and she still looked like a pure little white rabbit, but the words she said made people think carefully.

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and rubbed the back of her hand intentionally or unintentionally with his slender fingertips, his tone became more ambiguous: "Little friend, you know what brother likes, huh?"

His tail dragged slightly, and the pitch of his voice was hooked upwards, with a slightly hoarse nasal sound, which felt inexplicably hot in people's ears.

Lin Qingyou's eyes dodged a little, and she felt that the trend of things didn't seem to be developing in the direction she expected, but the damn desire to win and lose was just around the corner at this moment, reminding her of the qualities that a schoolmaster should have— — You got No. 2 in this exam, do you want to be overwhelmed by Jing Xing again at this time?
No, no, we have to come back for a round.

If you don't fight for steamed buns, then you have to fight for breath, close your eyes and rush forward and you're done.

Although she didn't know how this desire to win and lose had a sense of existence in such an inexplicable situation, and it was even so strong that she couldn't ignore it.

The old house is heated by a wall-hung boiler, and the indoor temperature can reach 24 to [-] degrees. Jing Xing was afraid of the heat, so he took off his coat early, and even the sleeves of his sweater were loosely rolled up to his elbows.

Because of her pulling action just now, the corners of Jing Xing's sweater were slightly rolled up, revealing half of his thin waist, and Lin Qingyou could clearly see the mermaid line extending downward from his waist and abdomen.

The young man's complexion is cold and fair, his skin is delicate, and his waist is tightly stretched out in a beautiful and distinct arc. His abdominal muscles are not as strong as those of fitness trainers praised on TV. Instead, the outline of the lines presents a kind of The youthful feeling that belongs only to teenagers.

Inappropriately, Lin Qingyou's mind came up with a popular sentence on the Internet - you are greedy for his body, you are cheap.

Ok……

There is one thing to say, the moment she lowered her head, she was really jealous of his body.

Noticing her gaze fixed on his waist, Jing Xing slowly raised the corners of his lips, and asked her in a subdued voice: "Do you like brother's abdominal muscles?"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

It seems that he likes it quite a bit, but for some reason, Lin Qingyou always feels that when he says "do you like brother's abs?", he gives a feeling that the two are having an affair.

Lin Qingyou hurriedly lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look closely.

The boy's waistline was hidden under the hem of the clothes, and it was really... quite attractive.

"Why don't you look at brother's abs?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Jing Xing asked again unhurriedly.

"..."

This conversation is so familiar, as if she was talking to him just now.

Tsk...Feng Shui turns around, I didn't expect it to turn back to her head so soon.

Jing Xing's black eyes flickered for a moment, and he said, "Why, don't you like brother's abdominal muscles?"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

What is an inch?

That's it.

As if he wanted to get an answer from her, Jing Xing turned his head slightly, lightly touched her fingertips with his thin lips, and looked up at her again, "Huh?"

Lin Qingyou tried to make her voice sound calmer, and said bravely, "...I like it."

"Since you like it, why don't you touch it?" Jing Xing looked at her and said again, his tone sounded inexplicably aggrieved.

Lin Qingyou: "..."

This innocent tone...

It's similar to when she teased him just now.

He is really quick to apply what he has learned, and he deserves to be the first in the grade.

As soon as Lin Qingyou thought of the words "No. [-] in grade", Lin Qingyou's originally shy mood disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a small flame eager to win.

What's the point of being shy, I've done kisses more intimate than this, so what's the point of touching my abs now?Count, got, got, what, what!

With such a fearless mood, Lin Qingyou forced a calm cough, and the little paw resting on his shoulder slid down, touching the corner of his sweater bit by bit.

Jing Xing looked at her flushed ears calmly, and his dark eyes were clearly stained with a smile.

Lin Qingyou's hands were pressed against his waist and abdomen through a thin layer of cloth. Jing Xing's body temperature was always higher than hers. The scorching temperature that belonged to boys just penetrated through the cloth, little by little. passed into her palm.

She calmed down and felt the skin on her palm was slightly hot.

Before Xiao Nuomi Duanzi could do anything else, Jing Xing saw that she lowered her eyelashes and didn't speak, thinking that he teased her too much, so Xiao Tuanzi got angry.

Jing Xing paused for a moment, and was about to straighten his waist to hug her, but he heard the little glutinous rice dumpling suddenly raised his head, and said softly, "Other than this, brother, what else do you like?"

Her enunciation is gentle, her voice is sweet and soft, and she has that kind of waxy tone, which in people's ears makes people's heart itch inexplicably.

Jing Xing's hand on her side tightened suddenly, and then his black eyes narrowed dangerously, this glutinous rice dumpling really dares to flirt...

Lin Qingyou lowered her body and rested her cheek on his chest with one hand.

Jing Xing's neckline was wide open, and he was lazily leaning halfway on the sofa, his thin and beautiful collarbone was blatantly exposed.

Lin Qingyou could clearly see the deep shadow on his collarbone.

Jing Xing's complexion was very fair, and the black rope with the ring she gave him hung loosely around his neck. The long black rope formed a great visual impact with his almost pale complexion. .

Just now, she seemed to be a bit strong in hooking his neck, and the marks left on his collarbone were also slightly red, reminding her of what she had just done.

Lin Qingyou's gaze stayed there for a moment, and then moved away quickly.

(End of this chapter)