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"I knew you cared about me!"

A ruffian giggle rang in his ears. 13579246810GGAAX The faint aroma of the wine, scorching hot spray on the neck, makes people shudder.

The fiery chest, only the thin fabric, the heat came, and even the heartbeat was synchronized.

The body was domineeringly imprisoned, and the long arms were so intimate, hugging her behind his back was like a dream.

Study for him, study for him, get rid of the little problems of being rude and willful, work hard to become better for him, and for the sake of being more worthy of him.

Learn to cook for him, stay up late at night to chat with him, and he is all in his dreams.

Qi Ziyan closed her eyes with a wry smile: "Fu Xiche, you drank too much, I'll send you home." She knew that Fu Xiche hugged her like this, treating her as Momo.

Are they similar?

Fu Xiche lowered his chin, pressed his white shoulders, and shook his head: "I'm not drunk, I'm sober." I won't let go again, Xia Yimo. You didn't leave me alone this time, and I won't let go. ”

As he spoke, he tilted his head and approached the corner of Qi Ziyan's mouth, so close that he was about to kiss him: "You like me?" You were jealous just now. ”

"No, I'm not ......" Momo.

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, his body was jerked.

Fu Xiche tilted his head and smiled evilly, his big hand imprisoned her wrist, squinted, and looked up and down: "Why not?" ”

In the blurry image, long hair is draped over the shoulders, and a white skirt reveals the white shoulders, which is just knee-length.

Pretty, cute, worried about him.

Lean over and hug tightly.

Like a big child: "I want to hold you like this all the time." On stage, your performance is wonderful, do you like to send your flowers? White roses, pure, innocent, just right for you. ”

The voice was suddenly dissatisfied: "But on your shoulder, there are kiss marks left by Mu Jingchen." As if he wanted to keep one, his fingers lightly brushed away his long hair, squinting his peach blossom eyes, confused: "Gone?" ”

"Fu Xiche, I'm really not!" Qi Ziyan took a deep breath and smiled: "I'll send you home!" ”

"Well, okay, you come home with me." Fu Xiche nodded.

But in the next second, Qi Ziyan's small face turned crimson, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

The little hand was put in a strange place, and in front of him, Fu Xiche tilted his head and smiled.

"The belt was untied by that woman, you help me buckle it!" Looking down at the placket, "Well, there are buttons, I drank too much, you help me tie it!" ”

At this time, admit that you drank too much?!

Qi Ziyan's cheeks were red, and so were the roots of her ears, and her small hands were held by her big hands, and she couldn't move them.

It's sad to be treated as Momo, but being so close to Fu Xiche is uncontrollably happy.

She was hopeless.

Looking up, the honey-colored chest is beautifully exposed, and the buttons are half-opened, vaguely revealing the abdominal muscles. Burgundy hair, slightly messy, revealing a beautiful forehead, bewitching peach blossom eyes, looking at her with a smile.

"You help me." Rightly playing scoundrels.

Qi Ziyan lowered her head and gritted her teeth: "I won't, I haven't buckled the belt for boys!" ”

"Oh, it turns out that Mu Jingchen doesn't have it either," smiled with satisfaction, and her big hand guided her small hand: "I'll teach you, it's as simple as that." ”

"Click", sure enough, buckle up.

"Liar, **, scoundrel!" Qi Ziyan looked at him indignantly, her big eyes widened.

He said that he couldn't do it when he was drunk, and he taught her very easily!!

Fu Xiche smiled and pulled her hand in front of him: "Button." ”

With the other hand, rubbing her hair, swiped across the delicate and lovely side face, moved to the chin, pinched, tilted her head, and said bewildermently: "I can be a little more **!" ”