, let her sit on the big European-style bed with one hand free.

"You close your eyes."

Lin Qingqian obeyed obediently and cleverly.

A black cloth covered Lin Qingqian's eyes, tied a knot behind her head, and took Lin Qingqian's hands, clasping them behind her back.

"Playing so mysteriously? Do you have anything else to prepare?" Lin Qingqian tilted her head.

"There's nothing to prepare."

Song Qingyue took off his clothes slowly, his face was burning hot.

Hearing the rustling of cloth, Lin Qingqian suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Song Qingyue walked up to Lin Qingqian, picked up the silver bracelet hidden on the side, clasped Lin Qingqian's wrist violently, and then fixed it to the railing of the European-style bed with another chain.

Lin Qingqian bounced up in an instant, and was fixed firmly, startled and angry, a little incredible and shy.

"Song Qingyue! You are becoming more courageous!"

She should have thought a long time ago that this child's face was not so thin long ago, and he would not blush easily.

Dare to wait for yourself here.

Song Qingyue swallowed slightly, and slowly climbed onto Lin Qingqian's lap.

Lin Qingqian lost her vision, but her senses of touch and smell became more sensitive.

Gentleness strikes.

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