Young Master Quan's Excessive Love

After taking a bath, Li Ming owl returned to the bed with a chill.

On the bed, Joe was sleeping soundly, and his mouth was twitching from time to time.

Li Ming owl lifted the quilt and lay on it.

Big hand, naturally, actively domineering the girl into his arms.

At the moment of being held in her arms, Joe felt a little cold, and she frowned and struggled.

"Wipe! How cold it is

Because it's winter in Kyoto, the lowest temperature can reach zero.

Li Ming owl bathed in cold water, which was cold.

But Qiao's little nest was in the quilt, naturally it was very warm, but suddenly Li Ming Xiao lay in.

His body, cold to her.

Hearing the little woman's unconscious words, I saw the look of disgust on her face.

Li chief's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, with displeasure.

Who gave him a cold bath this winter?

She had the courage to dislike him!

It seems that he should not restrain himself in the future.

"Don't move. Sleep well."

Li Ming owl's hand is tight, firmly will Qiao small circle in the bosom.

"Well! Cold

Little Joe struggled in her sleep, but her struggle was in vain.

"Said don't move."

The man's voice became cold and his handsome face turned black.

"Go away! How cold it is

Joe is still struggling, and he is not elegant.

Joe's little words made the man's face darker.

Hand, slightly gravity, not give Joe a chance to struggle.

Time, little by little.

Xiaoyue'er, quietly climbing on top of the head.

In bed, Joe had already given up the struggle and fell asleep.

Li Ming owl closed his eyes and fell asleep.

However, even if he was asleep, he was cold.

It was a chill from the bone.

……

At about eight o'clock in the morning, Joe got up a little.

Because her alarm clock went off.

"Er, it's annoying..."

Joe, as usual, complained about the alarm clock and opened his dim eyes.

Suddenly, Joe's little words got stuck.

She found out how the ceiling of her room had changed?

How did her soft big bed become so hard?

What's more, why is there another person behind her?

Joe turned slowly and saw a handsome face full of indignation.

It's like a perfect nose.

Li Ming Xiao?

How did Li Ming owl appear on her bed?

No, no, no, how did she suddenly appear on the owl's bed?

Thinking about it, the memory of last night came to my mind.

She was drunk last night.

In order to punish her, he threw her into the swimming pool.

Damn it!

So cold water, Li Ming owl actually said throw away!

And it's still winter!

Damn it! Asshole!

Merciless, devil!

What a jerk!

And then

Joe's face was a little unnaturally red at the thought of what would happen again.

Son of a bitch!

Looking at the sleeping Li Ming owl and the near face, Joe had an idea.

A dangerous and exciting idea!

Do you want to give him two punches?

Two punches!

This is a good opportunity for revenge!

It's a good chance to take advantage of Li Ming's sleep.

Joe was angry when he thought of the bullying of the bastard Li Ming owl on weekdays.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Joe became.

The more Qi, the more heart.

Action is better than heart beat!

Joe got up slowly, stretched out his little hand from the quilt and clenched his fist.

The original hazy and godless eyes have become divine and firm.

Little fist, little by little, moves over the top of the man's head.

Moreover, the evil and ferocious waved.

It's going to be a good fight.