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

Qiao Liuhua's body was throbbing violently. Her heart beat like beating a drum. It was very fierce.

Maybe Qiao Liu's painting has no memory, but her subconscious feelings for gong xi are there.

So at this time, she can only instinctively cling to Gongxi cold.

Gong xi is cold and patient to feel. He is really afraid of hurting Qiao Liu's paintings.

Qiao Liu's painting was excited, and his eyes were covered with water light, "um..."

Gong xi Leng looked at Qiao Liu's charming painting, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Qiao Liuhua's body is also trembling. She learns from Gongxi Leng and kisses gong xi's cold lips in disorder.

Although Qiao Liu's kiss is very green and astringent, it is because of this green and astringent that he is tempted to explode.

Gong xi took a deep breath, no longer patient, and released all his emotions.

Holding Qiao Liu's painting, enter the theme.

Jo Liu's toes curled up.

Fingernails should be buttoned on gong xi's cold back, and red marks should be scratched.

In fact, the reaction of Qiao Liu's painting can stimulate Gongxi's coldness.

In fact, her strength is not big, her fingernails scratch, can bring a burst of crisp numbness feeling.

The excitement of Gongxi cold, the whole body of feelings to pour out.

His blood was boiling.

Qiao Liu can feel the power of Gong Xi's cold body. She feels like a boat in the sea, shaking with the strong wind and waves.

Over and over, she felt like she was going to be dismantled.

Gong xi's cold voice is also hoarse. He loves Qiao Liu's painting, and constantly cries, "painting, painting..."

Qiao Liuhua felt that she had been kneaded into water. Her whole body was like a pool of water, and her voice was too dry to make a sound.

Feeling her voice is dry and dumb, gong xi Leng hugs Qiao Liuhua and kisses her, as if moistening her throat in this way.

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Later, Qiao Liu was tired and weak.

When she was about to faint, gong xi Leng reluctantly let go of her.

With this way of love, gong xi Leng felt that his whole person had been redeemed.

After cleaning with Qiao Liu's painting, Gongxi has a refreshing feeling.

Although he still wants to But he knew that Qiao Liu's paintings were exhausted, and that her body could no longer withstand a wave.

Gong xi Leng hugs Qiao Liu's painting to bed and covers them with quilts.

Even so, gong xi Leng still lowers his head and kisses Qiao Liu's painting. It seems that how to kiss is not enough.

"Well Tired How sleepy... "

Qiao Liu's voice was hoarse and his whole body was weak, so his words were like coquetry, which made people feel pity.

Gong xi Leng really hates that she can't hold her again.

But seeing her sleep with her eyes closed, he could only restrain the waves of her body.

"Paintings, my paintings..."

Gong xi's cold voice is low, low alcohol, hoarse, particularly provocative.

His voice was full of satisfaction.

Like a satisfied beast, it calms the mood temporarily.

But even so, gong xi Leng still held Qiao Liu's painting tightly in his arms, which was really a very intimate gesture. He hugged the painting and let her sleep in his arms.

Although the hugging posture was very tight, he also took care not to let Qiao Liu draw any discomfort.

Gongxi is cold and refreshing, and doesn't feel like sleeping.

He looked at Qiao Liu's painting like this and looked deeply at it.

When Qiao Liuhua was sleeping, she felt his eyes burning at her. She knew it was Gongxi cold, but she was really sleepy and tired, and her eyelids could not be opened.

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