The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Qiao Qing was caught off guard by this force and leaned forward, holding both hands on the bed on both sides of Jun Yexuan's body.

Jun Yexuan hugged her into her arms, resting her chin on her shoulders, "I got myself drunk just to give you a chance, you have to hold it firmly."

Qiao Qing: "..."

"You don't know how many men and women all over the country miss me? Only you don't put me in your eyes, and you don't even want to send them to the door. You don't know what is good or bad, and you don't know what is good in the good."

Qiao Qing: "..."

He grabbed her small hands and placed them on the neckline of his shirt. "There is only one chance. After this village, there will be no shop."

Qiao Qing: "..."

The light in the room was not turned on, and the bright moonlight poured in through the window, illuminating the eyebrows of the two.

Under the cover of night, in the contrast of the moon.

The man's bewildering handsome face was stained with a faint blush from drunkenness.

It seems to be dyed with the peach blossoms in March, and the charm of the Begonia in July, enchanting and beautiful to the extreme.

No matter how firm the mind is, seeing such a fairy-like man can't escape a surge of energy and blood.

Even Qiao Qing had to admit that this man did have narcissism.

However, after all, she is not a person who indulges in beauty.

About to shake his hand and leave, a string of melodious songs rang in his ears.

Qiao Qing felt that her mobile phone rang for a moment, but quickly realized that her mobile phone had always been muted.

When it became clear that the singing came from the man in front of him, Qiao Qing was stunned.

Once upon a time, this pure and healing voice accompanied her through insomnia nights.

Xj, a maverick mysterious singer, has never released any soundtrack to his songs, only his most primitive a cappella voice.

Don't sing love, don't talk about utility.

Only the true feelings from the heart and the soul can be heard through the voice of the healing system, leaving people with endless reveries.

She was unintentional, and she was not the one to be surprised.

When she first met Jun Yexuan, the reason she changed her mind and came back to save his life was because she felt that his voice was very similar to this song.

But afterwards, he was disturbed by his rogue character, so he didn't go deep into it.

Unexpectedly, it was really him.

In a daze, the lips of his lips became hot, and a burst of mellow wine invaded.

Qiao Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and when he wanted to go deeper, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed him away, turned and walked out.

With a "bang" sound of closing the door, Qiao Qing put the door panel on her back, and the light and shadow raged in her mind.

The breath collided just now, like dropping a stone in the heart lake, ripples everywhere.

In the room across the door, Jun Yexuan maintained the posture of being pushed onto the bed by Qiao Qing, his eyes were clear, where is the slightest drunkenness?

He raised his hand, tapped his jade-like fingertips on his lips, and the smile gradually spread to the corners of his eyebrows, the beauty was amazing.

In another room.

Mu Jingheng lay in the bathtub with his eyes closed, feeling Chen Ming's comprehensive and thoughtful scrubbing service, his eyes trembling like Parkinson.

Can't wait for Chen Ming to stop, he couldn't help howling in his heart, don't you need to be so comprehensive? He didn't throw up all over!

This son can't do so hard, right?

At the same time, he was still thinking about it, for the sake of Jun Yexuan, he had sacrificed this.

If he can't take the sister-in-law down, he is the one who is most sorry!

Mu Jingheng breathed out a long breath after waiting for Chen Ming to finish.

According to the sense of touch, Mu Jingheng thought, fortunately, he wiped it with a towel. If he had a close contact, he would have jumped into a thunder.

However, when he squinted a gap and saw Chen Ming holding a white veil on the shelf, his eyes widened.

Mu Jingheng intercepted Chen Ming's wrist, his tone was on the verge of rampage, "You wiped me with this veil?!"