"I went to see the little fresh meat. Their abdominal muscles were so beautiful, but I just looked at it and didn't do it."

She only dares to look at it. I'm afraid she doesn't dare to do it.

Bo Qichen held her in his arms and asked her in a low voice.

"Their abdominal muscles are as good as mine?"

Tang Qingge tilted his head and thought carefully, "but I haven't seen your abdominal muscles. I can't compare them."

Bo Qichen twisted his eyebrows and reminded him, "you've seen it."

More than once.

"Well, I have a bad brain. I may have forgotten, or you'll show me again?"

The four eyes were opposite, and Bo Qichen chose to indulge her bright eyes.

When Tang Qingge saw that he didn't object, she suddenly became bold. She felt his chest with both hands. Across the thin white shirt, she felt the solid muscles, and then down, as well as the abdominal muscles.

She's going down.

"That's enough. If you go down again, you won't want to go back tonight."

The voice attached to her ear was hoarse and unbearable, but he didn't really stop her move. He just warned her. It seemed that he was waiting for her to foul.

To his black pupil.

Tang Qingge inexplicably felt that it would be dangerous to continue. She timidly withdrew her hand, but suddenly, Bo Qichen held her wrist.

“???”

“!!!”

It seems that something is wrong

She stammered, "no, not quite right."

"What's wrong."

He looked at her with black eyes and dark feelings.

Tang Qingge blushed and became more and more red. She wanted to resist, but the message this face sent to her brain was that there was no need to resist.

Moreover, it seems that he is very happy that she does so.

She made him angry. It seems no problem to please him like this?

"Are you still angry?"

"Are you still wondering if I'm angry?"

"I don't know why. I'm afraid your face is angry."

After a pause, Tang Qingge felt more and more wrong. She stepped back. Her head became dizzy because of the ambiguous air in the car, "I, I want to call."

"Where is my phone..."

"Hey, I found it!"

"I want someone to pick me up. He... Like you, he doesn't let me drink, so I don't drink. I listen to him and learn the etiquette of the camellia party. I do everything I promise him."

"I did what I said... I didn't lie to him."

"Flower arrangement should... Trim the butterfly flower, fix it at the right fifth of the flower mud, trim the longwenlan, hold the leaves, and fix it next to the Phalaenopsis and fireworks..."

He looked at her little head and sighed, "fool."

He took her in his arms and held her hand.

“???”

The voice above his head was low and dull. "Cooperate, be good."

Matching and cooperation??

With what?

For the rest of the time, Tang Qingge was really forced to cooperate, especially stirring people's heartstrings in this midnight.

She was in a trance, and her pink cheeks were red by the hot breath in her ears.

It felt very sudden.

It took nearly 40 minutes to get back to Tang Qingge's house. When he got downstairs, Bo Qin waited for 20 minutes. He wondered why his second uncle's education time was so long this time.

He hasn't come out for an hour. Won't anything happen to his second aunt?

Keke, is uncle Er angry?

This liver fire is burning more and more?

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