Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Bo Huailin turned against the client and took control of everything about her.

His kiss fell on her jade neck.

Qin Yan felt that he was pushed against the wall by a hot and tall body.

One of his hands moved slowly over her body.

Qin Yan's breathing has long been disordered, and his nails left traces on Bo Huailin's undulating back.

……

Outside the corridor, Wang Xiao checked every room, but he still couldn't find Li Ruoruo who haunted him so much.

He bawled and returned disappointed.

"You can escape the first day of the first year, but you can't escape the fifteenth!"

Thinking of the pink face he saw last, Wang Xiao kicked the railing of the stairs hard.

"Li Ruoruo, you will fall into my hands sooner or later!"

In the office before, Li Ruoruo was very cold towards him.

Now is the end of the world, as long as you follow him, keep her popular and spicy!

He even ran away without knowing it!

Wang Xiao checked all the rooms, but he didn't dare to knock on the innermost room.

Bo Huailin is vicious and ruthless, he is not as capable as him, so if you can avoid it, avoid it.

Anyway, it is impossible for Li Ruoruo to hide in Bo Huairin's room, she is very well behaved, how could she ask for trouble.

Unless you can't think about it, you want Bo Huairin to cut her off!

Qin Yan was indeed in some pain.

"Slow, slow down..."

Bo Huailin broke in again.

Her whole body was numb, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

Later, Qin Yan could only hug his neck tightly, like a tourist who fell into the water, hugging the wood floating on the sea.

Bo Huailin only felt tender and tender, and the voice in his ear was delicate and soft.

Gradually, her voice became hoarse.

……

When Qin Yan broke into Bo Huailin's room, it was already dark.

She slept until dawn the next day.

Qin Yan opened his sleepy eyes, and Bo Huairin was coming out of the toilet.

His hair was stained with damp, he should have taken another bath.

Qin Yan vaguely remembered that she was also washed by him in his arms.

However, under the quilt, she was still naked.

Pulling the soft white quilt, Qin Yan made small movements and sat up from the bed.

Bo Huairin wiped off the water droplets on his black hair with the towel on his shoulder, and he approached the bed step by step.

Qin Yan turned his body a little uneasily, the quilt was tightly covered, only the fair skin on his neck was exposed.

Bo Huairin's fingertips were covered with calluses, stroking the mole on her left cheek which was not dark, and said in a low voice, "Follow me from now on."

Last night, he was crazier than he imagined.

Qin Yan's cheeks were flushed, as if realizing what happened to the two of them last night.

Then, slowly nodded.

"I know you, Bo Huairin."

His name came out of her mouth softly and softly, especially tactfully.

Seeing that the man had no intention of standing far away, she bit her lower lip and said slowly, "You, you turn around..."

He was staring at her without moving, how could she wear clothes?

In the next second, the delicate lips were blocked forcefully.

"What should be seen, what should not be seen, I have seen it all!"

Qin Yan's face flushed instantly.

Saying this, Bo Huairin finally turned his back, and heard a rustling sound from behind.

After Qin Yan put on his clothes, he couldn't help but groaned.

She murmured softly: "My waist hurts..."

Bo Huailin turned around suddenly, without any warning, with a lazy voice: "What are you muttering secretly?"

Qin Yan was startled, his cheeks were hot, he shook his head and denied: "No!"

"I like to hear the truth." Bo Huairin's eyes were magnificent and sparkling.

It has magical power that cannot be denied and doubted.

Qin Yan covered her face in embarrassment, not daring to look at him: "My back hurts..."