MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 868 Sports students vs dance students 100

  Chapter 868 Sports students vs dance students 100

   "Click."

  The metal sound fell on the ears clearly and audibly.

  Pei Xuyan pulled off the belt with one hand, his movements were neat, and it was self-evident what he was going to do.

   Qi'an was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, subconsciously resisting him.

  Pei Xuyan lowered his waist, stared into her eyes and asked, bluntly as if a dark fire was burning: "Don't you want to?"

  Once she nods, he won't stop tonight.

   Qi An felt as uncomfortable as if he was on fire, a thin layer of sweat broke out from the tip of his nose, colliding with his breath.

  It was so close that there was nowhere to hide, all she could see was his face, his long eyelashes, his high nose bridge, and those sharp peach blossom eyes.

  There seemed to be something crackling in the air, igniting a spark.

   There had been some kind of omen in advance, the picture of knowing him this year appeared in front of her eyes, and she still remembered the rebellious appearance when she first met him.

  It’s like a video tape playing in a loop, extending infinitely in this late night, the blood flowing in the heart is like a warm current, soothing the beating heartbeat, and gently encouraging her.

  She couldn't refuse him.

   Qi'an wrapped his hands around his neck actively, and raised his head to send it up, like a dragonfly touching water, extremely soft and heart-warming.

   It's a long summer night outside, and the cicadas are singing hoarsely.

  The next second, Pei Xuyan pushed her down, crossed his hands and pinched the corner of the black T-shirt, raised his arms to take it off, and threw it to the ground, completely revealing his firm and smooth upper body.

  The light poured onto his skin, exuding a gloomy and seductive luster, like a spirit worth tasting.

  His body is very good-looking, lean and powerful. With the ups and downs of breathing, every inch of muscle is just right, and the smooth abdominal muscle lines extend down and are gathered in the trousers.

  Even though I've seen it so many times, Ke Qi'an still blushed, the scorching heat burned from his cheeks to his neck and collarbone, he didn't dare to look, he didn't even know where to put his eyes.

  He played tricks, straightened her face, made her look directly at him, and easily crossed her hands above her head with one hand: "What are you hiding, watch out."

  The girl's long black hair was scattered, and her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, ready to spread her wings at any time.

   Qi An's face was pressed against his, his mind was chaotic and blank, and he was in control of everything.

   He could hear the suppressed and slightly chaotic breathing in his ears, and he was lured in it.

  The air is filled with a strong hormonal smell. After tasting his breath, it will be addictive and irresistible.

   "I haven't showered yet..."

   "Wash together."

   Qi An couldn't remember everything that happened afterwards, and when he was exhausted, many bizarre scenes appeared in front of his eyes.

  The dark bedroom, the scattered clothes all over the floor, the air conditioner is running, the water in the bathroom is rushing down, under the reflection of the moonlight, it really exists.

   On the second day, Qi An woke up early due to his schedule, and was still held in his arms, and approached him in a daze.

  There is a soft and fluffy quilt on his body, and he is behind him, enveloped in a masculine breath, the residual smell is refreshing, and the sun shines in directly from the glass window, making people feel at ease and at ease, which is the taste of happiness.

  Qi'an was still feeling a little uncomfortable. She turned around to look at the person next to her, but there was little movement. After all, this person got up very angry.

  But Pei Xuyan was still awakened by her movement, the arms around her waist were tightened, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his profile was clean, and he asked in a low voice, "What time?"

   "I don't know." Qi An shook his head, "Seven or eight o'clock?"

   "It's still early, continue to sleep."

  He woke up in the morning with a bad temper, and no one dared to call him.

  Qi'an couldn't fall asleep, so she decided to change his schedule, try to make trouble with him, and act like a baby.

  (end of this chapter)