The Empire's Mr.Jun Is Playing The Villain Again

Qiao Liu painted a kiss in the clouds, head buzzing, some blank.

Her head of black hair scattered on the pillow, the whole person was completely fixed by gong xi Leng.

Because of Gong Xi's cold kiss, Qiao Liu painted her eyes like silk, and her face was full of crimson color.

Gong xi's cold kiss is very deep and deep. His body's temperature is boiling hot. It seems that he wants to transfer such hot temperature to Qiao Liu's painting.

Qiao Liu painting the whole person is fixed, dizzy, can only unconsciously instinctively cling to Gongxi cold.

Looking at the clever man in his arms, gong xi's whole body will explode with cold excitement.

His body was like a fire.

He was so moved that his fingers touched Qiao Liu's skin.

Qiao Liu's paintings felt as numb as an electric shock.

She was vaguely looking at the cold palace stream, with water in her eyes.

This kind of Qiao Liu painting can completely drive Gongxi crazy.

Gong xi's blood is boiling and seems to burst because of his tight body.

He breathed deeply, trying to suppress the surging tide. He could not hurt the painting.

He's going to be slow.

Because of restraint, Gongxi's cold forehead all exudes cold sweat, drops drop by drop on Qiao Liu's skin, adding to the beauty and moving.

When gong xi Leng looks at Qiao Liu's paintings, the ones with deep feelings in his eyes should burn them off.

Just for the cold eyes of shanggongxi, Qiao Liuhua's body is soft.

She felt that Gong Xi's cold eyes would make her all Ba light.

She breathed violently, and her body fluctuated with her breath. Unexpectedly, such a gesture fell into the cold eyes of Gongxi, which made him almost explode.

"Painting..."

Gong xi's cold voice is more hoarse.

Qiao Liu's painting is more misty. She seems to be in a trance and can't tell where she is now.

In front of the palace stream cold also some trance up.

Even if gong xi Leng was about to explode, he also took care of Qiao Liu's paintings, as if the man in his arms was his treasure, like a fragile doll. He was so careful and careful.

It's so gentle.

Even if he wanted to kiss deeply, he also treated Qiao Liuhua gently.

He knew how cold he had been to Qiao Liu's paintings in the past, so now, he dare not be rash and dare not exert himself.

He didn't want the painting to be afraid of him any more. He wanted to make her happy. He actually had a feeling that he wanted to please Qiao Liu's paintings.

It's true that he wanted to make Qiao Liuhua feel the joy in it.

So even if he wants to boil and explode, he is also gently guiding Qiao Liu's painting step by step.

Gong xi is so cold that his hands are trembling.

Almost with a choking tone, he kept shouting in Qiao Liu's ears, "painting, painting..."

How much he loved her, only his own heart clear, no words can express his inner feelings.

Perhaps only by thinking in this way can he express his passionate feelings.

Let the painting feel it.

Qiao Liu's painting is hazy. When her fingers can move, she grabs the sheet.

She is very weak.

"The stream is cold..."

A delicate and soft voice called out from Qiao Liu's mouth. After listening to Gong Xi's cold voice, he breathed more heavily.

His eyes were red. "Painting, are you ok?"

He asked him hoarsely how he felt about his painting.

He looked at Qiao Liu's expression carefully to see if he could continue.

He was also afraid in his heart.

Because I care too much, I'm afraid.

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