The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 581 The more you pull the more you love the principle 132

He didn't have the habit of closing his eyes at this time, his eyes were deep and blue, like a dark fire burning, his tall nose was against hers, he didn't make too much nostalgia, and he was dead, cold and fierce, like a wolf Staring at the prey, waiting for an opportunity to bite the fragile neck.

  Jiang Li'an's mind went blank, all the strength to struggle disappeared, and he could only rely on the person in front of him not to slide down the door.

   "Damn...you, you are shameless...um..."

   She scolded him with red eyes, and when she wanted to scold him again, she was caught by Shen Qingzhuo's neck and chased, everything turned into a whimper.

   "That's really nice to say." He gasped lowly and laughed, "Swear again?"

  Shen Qingzhuo had just come off the stage, his black shirt was still dripping with sweat, two buttons were torn open, and the two collarbones were looming.

   Breathing hot.

   Occasionally suppressed a soft sound or two, which reached the apex of the heart, making people numb half of their waists.

   Only at this time did Jiang Li'an really realize that there was indeed a small black mole on his wrist bone. When he was pinching her neck, it added an indifference and sexiness for no reason.

   Ambiguous sounds echoed in the silent and cluttered prop room.

   At this moment, the door handle was suddenly pressed down from the outside!

   "Why is it locked?"

  Jiang Li'an leaned against the door, feeling the clearest, the whole person froze, and clenched Shen Qingzhuo's shirt cuff in a panic.

  The man was indifferent, still kissing her.

   "Boom, boom—"

"anyone there?"

  Across the door, Shen Qingzhuo blocked the girl, unscrupulous, and did not speak.

  The staff probably didn't get a response, so they rummaged for the key and opened the door from the outside.

   "Don't..." Jiang Li'an pinched his waist with his fingers, those peach blossom eyes glowed with a light rouge red, and his voice was soft, "Shen Qingzhuo..."

The person on the body squinted and looked at her panicked eyes. Before the staff pushed the door open, he kicked his foot up and slammed against the door, his voice was cold, and his words were like gold: "Don't. Enter."

   "Boo God?" The staff was stunned by the door, "This prop room is abandoned, if you need new equipment—"

   "Don't be noisy."

  The staff scolded: "Then, then I'll go first..."

   Those words were said by Shen Qingzhuo when he kissed her.

  Jiang Li'an didn't dare to make a sound at all, so he could only swallow it with restraint. His eyes were red and his eyelashes were wet, and he was nervously clinging to the boy's body.

   His breath was a little hot, and after kissing him again and again, Jiang Li'an's whole body was numb, it was all his breath.

   Restraint and forbearance were never things Shen Qingzhuo would do.

   "Jiang Li'an." His voice sounded in the kissing sound, and he said, "Talk to me."

   "What are you talking about?" Jiang Li'an's fingertips were soft.

"fall in love."

   Simple three words, scorching amazing.

   He didn't ask her if she liked him or if she wanted to be with him.

   only said this sentence.

   Jiang Li'an saw the solitary and deep face of the top idol in his blurry vision.

   She hugged the boy's neck, stood on tiptoe, coughed several times, and asked Shen Qingzhuo's ear, "Do you like me?"

   Shen Qingzhuo squeezed her neck harder.

  The girl complained softly: "You hurt me."

  The outline of his lowered eyebrows is cold and sharp. The window of the prop room has probably not been cleaned for a long time, leaving mottled and messy stains. The moon rising during the day shines on it and penetrates the glass window.

   set a fire in the dim prop room.

   He said: "I like you."

   then laughed: "Did you hear clearly?"

   "I thought you were going to be so tough!" Jiang Li'an's heart beat violently, her brows cocked smugly, like a very satisfied little fox, arrogant to kiss the moon, she smiled brightly.

   "Then tell me, what do you like about me?"

  Shen Qingzhuo thoughtlessly: "I like the feeling of kissing you."

   "..." Jiang Li'an scolded, "Rogue!!"

  Shen Qingzhuo sneered: "How come there are so many reasons—" His eyes locked on her, his eyes met with forceful depth, and his tone was calm and mad, "No one else can do it, you can."

Jiang Li'an's heartbeat accelerated unexpectedly, and then she heard him laugh ambiguously, her thin lips pulled up in a frivolous arc, and she attached herself to her ear and said intimately: "You are very beautiful when you dance. I want to make you cry."

  Shen Qingzhuo always makes you say something that makes you blush or anger when you think you should be serious.

  Jiang Li'an didn't feel how simple his words were. She pressed her fingertips against his cold chest, smiled slightly, and said reservedly, "I'll consider your confession."

  Shen Qingzhuo stared at her, tutted softly, raised his fingers and pinched the girl's cheek: "I gave it to me..."

   "Why, can't you? No?" Jiang Li'an deliberately leaned in front of him.

   "Okay, why not?"

  Jiang Li'an hummed: "You have to show the sincerity of chasing people when you chase people. I'm not that easy to chase."

   "Are you blind?"

  “???”

   "After chasing you for so long, you told me you didn't know?"

   "You chased me before??" Jiang Li'an's tone was somewhat inconceivable.

  Shen Qingzhuo said coldly: "Otherwise, do you think I would have so much leisure time?"

   "So..." Jiang Li'an laughed sullenly, even his shoulders were shaking slightly.

   "You arranged the August Festival? You gave the candy? You coaxed me into the Coke? You also did the couples cup on purpose? And on that day, you deliberately—"

  Jiang Li'an chirped and counted his things, like a happy little bird, or a beautiful bird with a high tail and feathers.

   Before he could finish speaking, Shen Qingzhuo rudely blocked him.

   Gagged with mouth.

   "Really? Isn't it?" Jiang Li'an blinked at him.

  Shen Qingzhuo knew that she couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, south, and west because of her pride, but she nodded, and squeezed a word from her lips and teeth, her tone was flat and slightly stiff: "Yes."

   He was too lazy to listen to Jiang Li'an's words, he always felt awkward, so he simply kissed her chin, neck, collarbone, and his pinch marks.

   "Director Shen." Jiang Li'an raised his head to avoid his kiss, "Can you be a little more conscious of a suitor? You are a hooligan, do you know that?"

   Shen Qingzhuo was neither salty nor indifferent, "I'll exercise my boyfriend's duties in advance, okay?"

  Jiang Li'an has never seen such an arrogant person, and even chasing people is arrogant.

   But someone like Shen Qingzhuo can't be expected to follow the routine like others.

   "Yes, huh?" The low, hoarse and **** voice overflowed from the kiss, and as the Adam's apple rolled, Jiang Li'an even saw that his cold white skin was covered with layers of light crimson.

   The unattainable moon on the altar will also be desecrated.

   "What if I don't agree?"

   "Then kiss until you promise me."

  In the abandoned and dimly lit utensil room, the locked door, the moon in the daytime outside the window, and the sight of the five fingers that can't see clearly, each other's body temperature and breath are lingering.

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