Chapter 2932: Please, guide

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Qiao Liu painted the kissed clouds in the mist, his head buzzing, and some blankness.
Her black hair was scattered on the pillow, and the whole person was completely fixed by Gongxi Leng.
Because of Gongxi's cold kiss, Qiao Liu's eyes were silky and his face was crimson.
Gongxi kissed deeply and deeply. The temperature on his body was hot, and it seemed that he had to pass this hot temperature to Qiao Liuhua.
Qiao Liuhua's entire body was fixed, drowsy, and he could only climb Gongxi Leng unconsciously.
Looking at the well-behaved people in his arms, Gong Xi's cold and excited whole body exploded.
His body was like a fire.
He was so emotional that he touched the skin of Joe Liu with his fingers.
Qiao Liuhua felt like an electric shock.
She looked at Gong Xi Leng dimly, with water in her eyes.
This Qiao Liu painting can completely drive Gong Xi cold.
Gong Xi Leng was emotionally reluctant, because his body was tight, and his whole body's blood was boiling, it seemed to burst.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the surge, and he couldn't hurt the painting.
He is going slowly.
Because of restraint, Gong Xi's cold forehead exuded cold sweat, dripping drop by drop on the skin of Qiao Liu's paintings, and even more beautiful.
When Gong Xi Leng looked at Qiao Liu's paintings, his affectionate eyes burned Qiao Liu's paintings.
Just looking at the cold eyes of Shanggongxi, Qiao Liuhua's body was soft.
She felt that Gong Xi's cold eyes would light her all up.
She breathed violently, and her body fluctuated along with her breath. Little did she know that such a gesture fell in the eyes of Gongxi Leng, making him almost burst.
"Picture ..."
Gong Xi's cold voice was more hoarse.
Qiao Liuhua's paintings were even more clouded and misty, and she seemed to be confused about where it was now.
Gongxi Leng in front of her eyes was also a little stunned.
Even if Gongxi Leng is about to explode, he also treats Qiao Liu's paintings carefully, as if the person in his arms is his treasure, like a fragile doll, he is so careful and so careful.
So gentle.
Even if he wants a deep kiss, he treats Qiao Liuhua gently.
He knew how he had treated Qiao Liu's paintings with coldness in the past, so now he dare not be reckless or dare to force.
He didn't want the painting to be afraid of him anymore. He wanted to make her happy. He actually had a feeling to please Qiao Liu's painting.
Yes, this is really deep in his heart, and he wants to make Qiao Liuhua feel the joy in it.
So even if it is going to boil and fry, he is also gently guiding Qiao Liu painting step by step.
Gong Xi's cold emotion was too strong, his hands were shaking.
With a choked tone, he shouted in Qiao Liuhua's ears constantly, "Picture, picture ..."
How much he loves her, only he is clear in his heart, no words can express his inner feelings.
Maybe he can only express his hot emotions in this way.
Let the painting feel.
Qiao Liuhua was blindfolded, and when the fingers could move, she grasped the sheets hard.
She is very numb.
"The brook is cold ..."
A soft and tender voice shouted from Qiao Liuhua's mouth. After listening to Gong Xi Leng, he breathed harder.
His eyes were red. "Painting, are you okay?"
He asked husky how Qiao Liu's paintings felt.
He carefully looked at Qiao Liuhua's expression, and wanted to judge whether he could continue.
He was afraid deep down.
Because I care too much, I'm afraid.