Quick travel guide: The male god is jealous of himself every day

The appropriate concern made his heart warm.

Cen Qingli tightened his arms and hugged her tightly, running his fingers along her hair and stroking her gently.

His Yanyan is so cute.

As we hugged each other, the atmosphere around us changed.

Yan Kai's eyes widened and he hid behind, "No, your wound hasn't healed yet, you can't."

She looked around, "And this is still in the tent, what if someone hears it."

With a sullen face, she said righteously: "Qing Li, you can't be so unrestrained."

Cen Qingli was helpless and pinched her face, "You will teach me a lesson now, right? What did you do when you were in the house before?"

I wish I could hang on to him and drag him to bed as soon as I see him.

It doesn’t matter if there are outsiders or not.

Now I know some shame.

Yan Kai pulled his hand away and rubbed his red face, "This is different. You weren't hurt before, and no one else could hear it."

She rolled her eyes, reached out and poked his chest, "How about you bear with it for now, and we'll talk about it when we get back."

Cen Qingli's muscles tensed up as he endured it. Being able to chat with her here like it was nothing happened was already considered a sign of strong endurance.

He picked her up and walked to the bed. He gritted his teeth and agreed, "Okay, let's give it a hug."

Yan Kai suddenly hung in the air behind him, and she subconsciously held his neck. The movement of lying down brought out the inertia, and the two of them fell on the bed.

She hugged his neck tightly and felt her chest sink.

Cen Qingli's thoughts went blank for a moment, his nose was filled with sweet fragrance, and his whole face was surrounded by soft touches.

The whole chest-burying action.

Cen Qingli seemed to have just remembered that he could breathe. He took a deep breath, and the aroma invaded his mind, making him drowsy.

It was as if he had been drugged, and his whole body was weak.

Can't lift my head.

Yan Kai patted his head and said, "You...get up, Shen is dead."

This was no joke, he was buried in her chest, the weight of his head pressing on her.

In addition, her belly has become a little smaller in the past few days, which makes her chest tighten. She really can't breathe when she lies down like this.

The movement of his arms brought about the soft touch, and as the softness rippled, Cen Qingli felt like he was suffocating.

The blood all over his body rushed to his head. He moved reluctantly and took a deep breath again.

Unconsciously, I remembered the feeling when I touched it before.

He raised his head, blushing horribly.

He was panting, his muscles all tense and he felt like he was going to explode.

If I could bear it just now, I really can't bear it anymore.

Cen Qingli raised her chin and rubbed her lips with his thumb.

The originally light-colored lips now looked like they had pursed lips.

He suddenly hugged her, "It feels uncomfortable."

This sudden display of coquettishness made Yan Kai stunned.

She hesitated and finally gave in, "Then remember to slow down and don't use it too much. Be careful of the wound opening."

Even though Cen Qingli endured the discomfort, he was still waiting for her to let go.

This time he agreed, but he still couldn't react.

He blinked and traced his fingers across her ankles, his eyes dark with lust.

Cen Qingli opened her collar and finally saw the spring color that enveloped his face just now.

The moment he touched it, a thought came to his mind, which seemed much bigger than before.

The red candles were swaying, the scenery was spring-like, and the simple bed was creaking at the moment.

When Vice General Zhao Cen Qingli chased the girl away, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart.

Follow him quietly.

After waiting for a while to make sure no one noticed, I dared to go over and listen to the corner.