MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 107 (two)

Get up, don't you feel conflicted? I will let you push away in disgust? Interesting? "

"..." Qi Yiluo sneered, "The teeth are sharp."

Ziobai was taken aback for a moment, he stretched out one hand to the edge of the table, bent down and lowered his head: "Say it again."

The young man's eyes are simple and soft, with black and white eyes, his pupils reflect the light in the room, and Qi Yiliao in the light.

"Plop—"

Qi Yiluo heard his unsteady heartbeat, and the feeling of heart palpitations reappeared, he pressed his lips to endure the discomfort. Isn't the beginning of this relationship? It must be young people? There must be other reasons for the lie of "evil".

"Plop-plop-puff-"

The heart in Qi Yiliao's chest was beating so hard, he frowned, his temples became wet, and his lips began to turn white.

Zaobai was about to step back, a leg stretched out and hooked his ankle, he didn't pay attention, and fell forward, scrambling his hands to grab Qi Yiluo's shoulder.

Their foreheads touched and their breaths blended.

In the middle of them is the amulet that fell out of Zizania's collar.

The moist agarwood fragrance permeates, penetrates into the dust under the light, and sparks a flame, and something in the air burns.

The amulet waved in front of Qi Yiluo.

Qi Yiliao raised his arm, pinched it with two fingers, and stroked it carefully.

"Would you like me to pick it off and return it to you?" Jiao Bai wanted to stand up straight, but the force on the amulet suddenly increased, and he was strangled so that he leaned forward again.

This time they didn't just hit each other, but bumped into each other with a "bang" sound.

Zibazania was about to pick up the amulet, but a force stopped him, and he looked down.

Qi Yiliao's thumb and ten fingers followed the string, stroking upwards inch by inch, the fingertips touched Jiaobai's neck, and his little finger was against his white collarbone.

The world seemed to stand still at this moment.

Ziao Bai's tailbone was itchy, and he was about to grab Qi Yiliao's hand and step back, but he was grabbed by the waist and pulled closer.

Qi Yiluo leaned on the back of the chair, rubbing the young man's waistline once and for all, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand bulged out. The painkillers didn't help much, it still hurt, but he didn't intend to let go.

Tonight's wine is mixed with the nameless anger of the day, the strong alcohol is constantly stimulating the brain, burning the mind and heart, he wants to know how much he likes it, can he try it? What a reaction.

At this moment, it has been thirty-one hours since Qi Yiliao woke up.

Ziobac's waist was on fire, and his legs were weak. He held it back, but he couldn't hold it back. He gasped and shouted: "Is the trial over? I'll..."

Talk? Before I finished speaking, Zizania was picked up on my lap, and my buttocks sat on it panickedly and steadily. Isn't that the point? The point is,

Zibai glared at Qi Yiliao with a mouth full of fishy sweetness, "Damn it, can you? You can kiss? My teeth are knocked off!"

Young people? The disgust in their eyes is very obvious.

Qi Yiliao backed away, frowning tightly, with an unpredictable expression.

Ziabab thought that the old pervert was getting angry, what about the dignity of a man, he wanted to stand up, but was pinched by the back of the neck, and the strong smell of mint flooded his breath.

Qi Yiluo tilted his head, adjusted the angle, stared at the young man with red eyes, and kissed him again.

Tongue parted his lips.