President Ba’s Little Rose

Shen Xizhi's lips were bitten by him, and the tip of his tongue was wrapped around her tongue, frantically attacking the city in her mouth.

Her lower lip was a little bit painful, and the base of her tongue was numb and a little sore.

Qiao Zong went crazy and kissed her fiercely.

Between the kisses, her wide pajamas turned up. Qiao Zong's hand was on her back, supporting her shoulder.

His arm muscles were tight, as if to rub her tightly into his arms.

Shen Xizhi felt it was difficult to breathe, as if she couldn't breathe.

She opened her eyes slightly, Qiao Zong's face was blurred before her eyes, and the light above her head seemed to emit thin white lines, which made her eyes secrete tears physiologically.

She raised her arm and wrapped it around Qiao Zong's back.

The girl's embrace is soft, with the fragrance of shower gel, and an unspeakable sweetness.

His breathing was messed up, and his eyes were a little red. Only her taste occupied all his senses.

He bit her earlobe uncontrollably.

The little girl's earlobes were still pink, soft and delicate to the touch.

His teeth grind slowly.

All kinds of thoughts crazily surged in my mind.

He wanted very much, desperately, to account for this young girl.

However, he knew from the bottom of his heart that he could not ruin her.

Shen Xizhi's arms wrapped around his neck.

Qiao Zong opened his eyes quickly, and his movements stopped abruptly at this moment.

The man propped up his body with one hand and stepped back. At this moment, his slightly dumb voice sounded particularly tender and gentle: "Zhizhi, tell your parents, you are in love, huh?"

Shen Xizhi was still a little dazed, and hadn't recovered from the kiss just now.

The little girl blinked her wet eyes, her voice trembled and asked, "...what, what?"

Qiao Zong kissed her eyebrows, and said gently, "I also tell your friends that your future husband is not an old man who is almost forty years old."

Shen Xizhi: "......?"

She didn't expect that Qiao Zong would happen to see the content of her chat with Zhang Qi.

Qiao Zong's breathing was still heavy, and when he spoke, he sounded extremely magnetic: "Huh?"

His snort was almost on his forehead.

Shen Xizhi's face was flushed, and she tilted her head, not daring to meet those dark eyes. She whispered, "If...my parents object."

From her last temptation, it was enough to see how much Shen Mingxuan and Jiang Tianzi rejected the fact that they were together with Qiao Zong.

Even, they even said that Qiao Zong is not as good as Qi Nian.

"Then I will work hard to get the future father-in-law and mother-in-law to agree." Qiao bowed her head and pecked on her hydrated lips: "Can you?"

Shen Xizhi lifted his hand up and inserted his fingers into his hair, pressed his head down, facing his eyes, hesitated and said: "Qiao Zong, my dad is very strong. If he doesn't Agree, then you..."

Her conversation stopped.

Shen Mingxuan has a tough personality, if he really opposes her and Qiao Zong.

No matter what Qiao Zong does, it is of no use.

Qiao Zong gave a dull smile, pressed his cheek against Shen Xizhi's side, and slowly said, "That's it."

Shen Xizhi: "?"

Shen Xizhi was taken aback for a moment. Under normal circumstances, Qiao Zong shouldn't express his determination to her at this time, saying something that I will persist and work hard? !

"Brother thinks that I'm stealing love," Qiao pulled down the pajamas on her waist slowly, covering the small white and slender waist, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he smiled gently: "It's quite exciting. "

Shen Xizhi widened her eyes in disbelief, and gave him a shameful look.

Qiao Zong's expression changed slightly, he frowned, curled up, "hiss".

His brows wrinkled and turned into a shallow word Sichuan. His face was pulled into a ball and looked very painful.

"what happened to you?"

Shen Xizhi asked awkwardly and worriedly.

Qiao Zong slowed down, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

"Is it okay?" Shen Xizhi didn't believe it.

"Really." Qiao Zong propped up, his expression returned to normal, his index finger picked up the broken hair beside her ear, and whispered: "Go to bed early."

Shen Xizhi's heart tightened inexplicably.

Looking at Qiao Zong's turned back, she hesitated and shouted: "Qiao Zong."

The man turned his head.

The lights in the guest bedroom were newly changed a few days ago to brighten up the room like daylight.

The girl lay sideways on the bed, half propped up, her apricot eyes hooked upwards, full of charm.

But her expression was extremely innocent, as if she was just making a suggestion that had nothing to do with Fengyue: "I, I alone...sleep, sleep badly, and be afraid."

Qiao Zong tapped his eyebrows with his fingertips, pressed the waves in his heart, and asked calmly, "Huh?"

Shen Xizhi's ears were red. She covered her face with her hands and looked at Qiao Zong through her fingers.

The man stood there quietly.

His eyebrows were somewhat alienated, and his eyes were as black as ink. The peach blossom eyes are slightly constricted, the corners of the eyes droop slightly, and the temperament is elegant.

The light shone brightly on him, and the person in front of him seemed to be a banished immortal who did not eat the fireworks in the world.

After a long time waiting for the girl's next sentence, Qiao raised his eyebrows, and when he lowered his eyes, the corners of his eyes brought an unspeakable sense of romance. He said in a loose tone, lazily: "Afraid? What can brother do?"

Shen Xizhi swallowed her saliva and quietly moved away the **** covering her eyes. Her eyes were clear, her eyes were dark brown, and they were washed clean by the light.

She put down her left hand covering her face, patted the location beside her, and then continued to cover her face with her hands, looked at Qiao Zong, and whispered to him: "Brother Qiao Zong."

Her voice is sweet and soft, with a touch of tenderness.

Qiao Zong's eyes darkened slightly, and he replied, "Here."

Shen Xizhi said, "I allow you to do to me what you want to do."

"?" Qiao Zong raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice, "What do I want to do to you? What is it?"

Shen Xizhi lowered her head, completely covered her face, her long hair covered her ears, only the tip of her ears was exposed, and her white skin was filled with fine powder.

The little girl's voice came from her fingers dullly, and she became a little bit irritated: "Do some things that can be reported to the police."

The corners of Qiao Zong's lips were slightly bent, and he asked slowly, "Ah? What's that? Brother doesn't know."

Shen Xizhi raised his eyes, glared at him from the gap between his fingers, and cursed: "Old, rascal, and rascal."

Qiao Zong sighed.

He folded his arms, lowered his eyes condescendingly, and asked, "Rogue?"

"You know it clearly." Shen Xizhi was puffed up, without covering her face, put down her hand, raised her index finger to Qiao Zong, "pretending not to understand."

The little girl said a word and pointed her hand at him: "You, old, rascal, rascal."

"Know what?" Qiao Zong bent his eyes, not angry, and looked a little frivolous: "Does it mean Zhizhi wants to sleep with me?"

"..."

In my imagination, this should be a very beautiful thing.

But when it came out of Qiao Zong's mouth, it suddenly changed the taste.

Shen Xizhi grabbed the hem of her pajamas, and said angrily: "I don't want to at all."

Qiao Zong's eyebrows twitched, and he asked softly, "Really?"

Shen Xizhi raised her head, stared at him, and emphasized: "I never thought about it this way."

Qiao Zong said "um".

Shen Xizhi continued: "Absolutely not, I don't even think about it at all."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Zong rubbed her head.

"Really?" Qiao Zong asked warmly.

Shen Xizhi nodded affirmatively, and the soft, moist hair brushed Qiao Zong's palm. She said decisively: "Absolutely, absolutely not!"

Qiao Zong bends down slightly and looks at her level. He licks his lips, his voice is low and dull and obscure: "But brother thinks."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Xizhi's face suddenly flushed as he reflected the meaning of the words.

"Brother thinks." Qiao Zong asked dumbly, "Zhizhi, what should I do?"

The air seemed to be filled with the ambiguous breath, and Shen Xizhi's heart suddenly jumped violently.

Those dark eyes were no longer calm, staring at her scorchingly. Qiao Zong's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and asked again: "What should I do, Zhizhi?"

Shen Xizhi's heart was about to jump to his throat.

The blood seemed to be pouring into his face.

Shen Xizhi felt like she was about to be cooked, she didn't dare to answer Qiao Zong's question, don't open her eyes, panicked and said: "I...I'm sleepy."

Qiao Zong squeezed her red cheek, his fingertips were slightly cool, and with gentle force, she squeezed her cheek into a small piece, revealing a small nest. He asked in a low voice, "Then, sleep with brother?"

"Hmm..." Shen Xizhi replied dullly, "Yes, you can."

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were bent, Qiao Zong smiled softly, and his index finger clicked on the center of her eyebrows, his tone was very petting and indulgent: "Little Zhizhi hooligan."

"..."

Most of Shen Xizhi's shyness disappeared, she raised her eyes and looked at him dissatisfied.

Qiao Zong kissed her lips and let out a "pop" when he left.

In the guest bedroom, only the sound of each other's breathing is heard quietly, so this sound is particularly charming.

Shen Xizhi's eyes were unconsciously wet, but she obviously didn't want to cry.

Qiao Zong rubbed his head again.

The man's voice was low and restrained, with a slight nasal sound, gentle and gentle: "Good night Zhizhi."

Shen Xizhi stared blankly at Qiao Zong's back when he turned and left.

There was a regular sound of footsteps in the corridor, and it was not until the footsteps were no longer audible that Shen Xizhi calmed down.

She raised her hand and touched the position of her heart.

The heart under the palm of the palm slammed into his chest like a madness.

After a long time, she stepped on the slippers, ran over and closed the door.

After thinking about it, it was still not locked.

When I woke up the next day, the floor-to-ceiling windows were already covered with sunlight.

Shen Xizhi squinted her eyes, stretched her hand to the pillow, touched the phone, and glanced at the time.

It's eight forty in the morning.

She sat up from the bed on her elbows, grabbed her hair, and suddenly realized a problem.

She did not bring a change of clothes.

Isn't it... Do you still wear Qiao Zong's clothes today?

Shen Xizhi looked down at the wrinkled pajamas and couldn't help but think back to last night.

It's not that she doesn't understand anything.

When Qiao Zong came up last night, she clearly sensed that he was moved.

That's why I asked Qiao Zong if he wanted to do anything to her.

Because that person is Qiao Zong, it seems that doing those things is completely acceptable.

However, Qiao Zong finally left.

Shen Xizhi let out a breath, an indescribable sense of loss surged in her heart.

She got out of bed, pulled her slippers, and walked to the door.

Just stretched out his hand, ready to open the door.

Before her right hand touched the doorknob, the doorknob turned on its own, making a slight noise.

The door in front of her also slowly opened.

The man opened the door smoothly and unhurriedly, inexplicably making people feel very well-trained.

Shen Xizhi took a step back and left the door open.

The man held the doorknob with his slender hand and stood at the door of the room. When he saw her, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Why are my eyes swollen?"

"Huh?" Shen Xizhi raised his hand to touch his eyes subconsciously.

Sure enough, it was a little swollen.

It may be that she was too emotional last night and she shed tears.

She blinked and went to see Qiao Zong.

Qiao Zong wore a dark red shirt today, with light gold patterns on the neckline and complicated lines. The collar of his shirt was buttoned up to the top, wrapped around the position under the apple. The hem of the shirt was meticulously tucked into the white trousers.

This color made his appearance extremely flamboyant and coquettish.

He has rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and when he looks down at her like this, his peach blossom eyes are hidden under the lenses, looking sentimental and frivolous. And his brows and eyes were full of spring, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

There is something exuding all over the body--

The male peacock opens the screen of courtship. Desire breath.

But it doesn't make people feel frivolous.

Shen Xizhi's heart beat fiercely.

I couldn't help but think of what Zhang Qi said.

Qiao Zong's appearance just made people want to take off his clothes.

Qiao chuckled in his throat, and asked calmly, "Isn't it, because my brother is gone, Zhizhi secretly cried, right?"