Chapter 297: I kill, you lick the bag (30)

Yun Fan closed his eyes first, his palms were sweaty because of tension.
Then she suddenly wanted to see what Qiao Shi's expression was on.
Qiao Shiyue didn't close his eyes, and those eyes, which had always been very calm, were like rippling lake water at this moment.
A hazy mist of water floated in the thick ink eyes.
I don't know if he is also nervous, the light is shining on his delicate face, and the sweat floating on it can be seen.
As if he knew her thoughts, Qiao Shi blinked more and more, and his long, thick eyelashes swept under her eyelids.
The free hand crossed her hand.
The palms of both of them were wet.
His lips followed her lips to the corners of her lips and then to her cheeks.
The movements were gentle and slow, Yun Fanfan only felt that the skin on his waist was burning with his hand.
My heart seems to be hot too.
As the Ferris wheel rose to high altitude, Qiao Ci was still standing at the door looking down.
Not surprisingly, I saw two people over there who were in close pose.
Even though she was so far away, she seemed to be able to see her brother's movements and expressions.
A flattering action is like holding a precious treasure in your hand.
Qiao Ci grew up so big and had seen her brother look like when he was on the altar, and he also saw him when he fell off the altar.
In the eyes of outsiders, Qiao Shiyue is undoubtedly excellent, as long as he wants to do, he can do very well.
She didn't say anything, but she was always proud of him in her heart.
It's just that, whether it's climbing or falling off the altar, Qiao Shiyue has never changed.
He is still the confident and high-spirited Joe Shiyue, and he can do everything with ease.
At this moment alone, he became humble, as low as the dust, but sweet as sweet.
Qiao Ci thought that she sincerely hoped that her brother would find happiness.
The resentment in her heart also disappeared, and with a smile on her mouth, she sat back in her seat.
The little boy who had been looking at her nervously on the other side was finally relieved.
When the two separated, Yun Fanpan was still clutching his clothes.
Qiao Shiyue's neat clothes were crumpled by her.
After she saw it, she immediately wanted to release her hand, but Qiao Shiyue held her hand.
He unlocked the top two buttons, and his rigorous ascetic appearance suddenly changed. At this moment, Qiao Shiyue was like an immortal who was soaked in the fireworks of the world, with sheer laziness and temptation.
Qiao Shi wiped the corners of her lips and said, "Have you ever thought that more than you know?"
The clouds were stunned.
She really never thought about this problem.
After all, she always felt that these were coincidences.
But the only thing that didn't think Qiao Shiyue would have known her identity earlier.
The more Qiao Shi loosened her waist, he took a step back.
His clothes are in a mess, but they don't make people feel sloppy.
Qiao Shiyue's voice was a little hoarse. He said, "Ji Mangman, I like you, but I am not a powerful character, not a famous anchor, not a famous professional player, and even a bad name... "
"But I still want to ask you, how about you? Do you like me? Do you like Joe Shietsu who is standing in front of you now?"
His tone was uncertain.
He has always had the chance to win anything, and he can turn around and leave in those dirty things.
But I don't know, if she rejects him, can he be so handsome.
He lived arbitrarily, but he didn't expect to meet her.