The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 310 Desensitization Therapy
With a teasing smile on Ji Shaoyi's lips, he was about to take advantage of the victory and chase after him, and then played a few hooligans to tease her. After seeing her blushing and staring at him for a while, she pulled the curtain with her small hand, blocking him. Fiery gaze.

A person hides behind the curtain, crazy and shy.jpg
Ji Shaoyi laughed out loud in an instant.

The next second, the person behind the curtain kicked him, with a bit of annoyance in his fierce tone: "Don't laugh!"

If Ji Shaoyi could be frightened by her pretending to be fierce, then he wouldn't be Ji Shaoyi.

He sneaked behind the curtain, and leaned closer without hesitation, his laughing voice was as clear as if he had been soaked in a mountain spring, but all he uttered were obscene words.

"I've done all the more intimate things, why are you still so careless?" He kissed Lang Qiao's crimson ears lightly, with a lazy and loose tone, like a gangster molesting a woman from a good family.

It was good that he didn't mention 'more intimate matters', but when he mentioned it, Lang Qiao immediately had a picture in his mind, and the heat on his face rose sharply, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

"I don't." Ji Shaoyi bit her earlobe, coaxing in a low voice: "Be quiet, don't let them hear you."

Lang Qiao: "." God damn lowered his voice.

In broad daylight, the world is bright, and your teammates are still in the car. What do you think you are doing?
But having said that, they drilled through the curtains and fought with each other. Those who didn't know probably thought they were stealing the sun.
If the Demon King was still there, seeing this situation, he would definitely ask innocently: Brother Hang, what are they doing?

But now, except for the driver who needs to drive with his eyes, the other people in the car are all wearing earplugs, with their eyes closed, and each of them silently recites their own personal pure heart mantra in their hearts.

Zheng Hang: Don't look at what's wrong, don't listen to what's wrong.
Gatlin: There will be girlfriends, what if the country unifies the issue one day?
Wait for me: I should be under the car, not in the car
The driver The driver silently clenched the steering wheel in his hands, so as not to suddenly lose his way when the vibration reverberated later.

Lang Qiao took a peek at the movement outside the curtain, then at the busy traffic outside the car window, then leaned back on the seat and completely lay flat.

Whether it's the closed eyes, or the hands that no longer push him, there is a message: you can flirt, anyway, my heart is dead.

until……

Ji Shaoyi pulled the zipper of her coat slowly, and whispered in her ear: "I still prefer the wild you when you are drunk."

Lang Qiao: "..." Ahhhhh shut up!Shut up!Stop scolding!
The more he talked, the more shame she recalled.

Almost before Ji Shao made a move, she had already blushed herself with shame, curled up her toes, wishing she could grab a big seaside villa at her feet on the spot!

And the culprit, Ji Shaoyi, pinched her waist, and the public execution continued: "I especially like the way you volunteered to gallop on me aggressively."

Lang Qiao: "..." Are you scolding again?

"And you are so tired and sweaty, but you still refuse to let people stop."

Lang Qiao: "..." Master stop reading.

Seeing that his descriptions became more and more outrageous, Lang Qiao, who was so ashamed that his toes were scratching the ground, his scalp was numb, and his skin was covered in goosebumps, gritted his teeth, and his heart froze. Idiomatic tricks.

When she turned her head, she blocked Ji Shaoyi's lips domineeringly.

In this way, even if he has the eloquent rhetoric of a small h-writing writer, it will be difficult to hurt her!

It's a pity that her domineering only lasted for a moment, and the next second, she was turned back.

Ji Shaoyi, who had just shown off his amazing little h text talent, proved one more thing to her without hesitation: his ghs ability is also very strong.

And it's kind of physical.

At the end of the entanglement, Lang Qiao was completely numb.

She couldn't fight and fight, and she couldn't win even if she flirted, so she could only be pushed onto the seat by him pitifully weak and helpless, and stared at him with those big round eyes: "What exactly do you want?"

Didn't she just tell stories on a whim to amuse him? As for being so persistent?
"Of course I want to cure your shyness at every turn, can't you see it?" Ji Shao pinched her still red ears, and said shamelessly: "And the detachment method is still very scientifically based. sensitivity therapy."

While he was speaking, the warm fingertips were still wandering on her skin, his obsessed look was like a perverted doctor who was selling Sanwu products: "No injections, no medicines, just need You listen to a few nasty jokes from me every day."

Lang Qiao felt goosebumps all over his body, and was about to slap his hands off to tell him to be more honest, when he changed the subject and said with an ambiguous smile, "Of course, if you want to get an injection, it's okay Can."

His hand lingered all the way to her waist, pinched her soft flesh lightly, and lowered his voice: "Go back tonight, brother will inject you with a 37°C protein mixture solution?"

Lang Qiao: "???"

She stared blankly at first, and after a few seconds of astonishment, her face, which had finally cooled down a little, burst into red again.

Looking at her expression, Ji Shao knew that she understood. Just as he was about to tease her, his chest was slammed.

"Shut up!" Lang Qiao looked like a furry cat, angrily said: "One more thing, you sleep on the sofa tonight!"

Looking at it like this, he was completely annoyed.

Ji Shaoyi had no choice but to shut up cowardly, and wrapped him in his arms for a smooth meal.

When he got off the car, Lang Qiao's face was still as red as a monkey's butt.

As soon as Ji Shao jumped out of the car one step ahead of her, he subconsciously reached out to pick her up.

The sulking Lang Qiao predicted his position, she avoided Ji Shaoyi's ruthless iron hand with a short body, then slapped his paw, and jumped out of the car by herself.

After landing safely, he still didn't forget to hold his head up, and glanced very proudly at Ji Shaoyi, who was empty-handed.

It seems to say: Without you, I can still get out of the car!
This wave of interaction is obviously full of swords and swords, but in the eyes of CP fans, it seems to have a pink filter.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah today's self-reliant sister Lang who jumped out of the car by herself is so cute!"

"After the dance, I didn't forget to take a look at Ji Shao. He looked so proud, like a child begging for praise!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Lang's lonely season is true! The way Ji Shao looks at Sister Lang is too pampering!"

"I'm the only one who wants to ask Sister Lang what's going on with that flushed face? Besides, her lipstick seems to have gone too far..."

"Ah, ah, I saw it too! But are you sure it's just overpainted? Didn't someone accidentally wipe it off when they tasted it?"

(End of this chapter)