Chapter 3027: The temperature is hot

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When Gong Xilian said this sentence, his tone was very serious, and he really thought so.
He loves Qiao Liu painting, so if he wants the child to be like Qiao Liu painting, he will think about giving the children all the good things of the Hai people.
When thinking like this, Gongxi's cold eyes are gentle.
Qiao Liuhua looked at Gongxi Leng and could see the soft light in his eyes.
He was smiling, she could feel it, he was really looking forward to the child's arrival.
His smile is real, and his expression is real.
Qiao Liu's hand stretched out involuntarily, stroking Gongxi's cold eyes.
She felt that Gong Xi was cold when she was gentle, so charming, her eyes were full of charm and charm, which made her immerse herself in such waves.
Watching Qiao Liuhua's painting like this, Gong Xi kept calm and remained motionless.
His heart was actually trembling. This was the first time Qiao Liuhua approached him and touched his eyes.
He was still nervous, he didn't move, and his breathing was tight.
He could feel the temperature of Qiao Liu's fingers, which was the temperature he loved.
Gongxi said hoarsely, "Painting ..."
When Qiao Liuhua heard the sound of Gong Xi Leng, he suddenly regained his mind and wanted to stretch his hand back, but at this time, Gong Xi Leng suddenly held her hand.
Gong Xi coldly held it, but he also controlled the intensity and did not hurt Qiao Liuhua.
He watched Qiao Liu's painting deeply, with strong emotions under his eyes, clutching her finger to his lips and kissing.
At the bottom of Qiao Liuhua's heart, he had feelings for Gong Xi Leng, so his actions made her heart tremble.
She was sensitive to his kisses, and Qiao Liuhua's breathing was ups and downs, "Gong ... Xi Leng ..."
As soon as she spoke, it was a soft voice.
Gongxi Lengmu's eyes darkened, with a strong desire under his eyes.
He never imagined that one day his self-control would not work that way.
When faced with his paintings alone, his self-control will collapse and it will not work.
But he also remembers that at this time Qiao Liuhua was pregnant and he could not do any drastic action.
He took a deep breath, lowered his head and kissed Qiao Liu's eyebrows, and gradually descended.
Qiao Liuhua tilted his head aside, "Gong Xi is cold, no ... no ..."
Gongxi said hoarsely: "Good, I know, don't move ..."
When Qiao Liuhua listened to the cold voice of Gong Xi, he could hear the indifference in his voice, that hoarse tone, what Qiao Liuhua understood.
She dared not move.
Gong Xi's cold kiss was very gentle and gradually dropped down.
Qiao Liuhua's kisses were a little breathless, but she was better, mainly because the temperature on Gongxi Leng's body seemed very hot.
Qiao Liu painting has a feeling of being hot by this temperature.
She could feel that the cold feelings for her now are true and deep.
She knew that she might excite him with every move.
She felt his tolerance and was afraid of him.
Kissing and kissing, Gong Xi Leng found that the impulse became more and more intense. When he faced Qiao Liuhua, he really had no control.
Gong Xilian buried his head in Qiao Liuhua's neck, breathing deeply, trying to calm his breath.
Kissing her neck.
"Hmm ... Gongxi is cold ..."
"Picture."
Gong Xi got up cold, looked down at Qiao Liu's painting, his eyes were full of glowing light, the scorching as if it could burn Qiao Liu's soul.
"You ... want to take a cold shower."