The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

This hugged her to sleep peacefully.

The two of them slept sweetly all night, not so nice in the morning.

Tuoba Gucheng really went upstairs in the morning to knock on the door of An Xiaomen's room. After a long time no one answered, he pushed Jin Yi's door open. There was obviously no one on the bed.

Subconsciously, he turned to the door of the master bedroom and rang the bell.

Jin Qingyan answered with his eyes closed, "Who?"

"Mr. Jin, it's me."

The two with their eyes closed on the bed suddenly opened their eyes, and An Xiaomen almost jumped from the bed to the carpet almost subconsciously.

Rushing to the balcony wearing slippers.

This speed is so fast!

Compared with her, Jin Qingyan couldn't be too calm. "Master, wait a minute, I'll get up right away."

He glanced at it for a moment, and the grass and mud horses rushed by, and it was only a little more than six o'clock now!

Put on the clothes and open the door, Tuoba Gucheng was still standing at the door. Before he invited, Tuoba Gucheng went straight in.

The men who dare to break into Jin Qingyan's bedroom are so few people!

Fortunately, An Xiaoli's suitcase was in the cloakroom cabinet, but the clothes she wore last night were off the sofa.

Jin Qingyan blinked.

He just went in and glanced, and had time to look closely, a female voice sounded outside the door, "His Royal Highness?"

Tuoba Gucheng turned around and saw An Xiaomen standing outside wearing a pajamas and trousers.

"where did you go?"

"I went out for morning exercises. What are you doing in Jin Qingyan's bedroom?"

"Nothing." He walked out of the room calmly, "I'm going back to City B."

"So early?"

"Ok."

An Xiaomen and Jin Qingyan looked at each other, went downstairs together, and sent Tuoba Gucheng to the car.

Watching his car leave, An Xiaomen raised his hand, covered his face with two palms, and turned back.

"How did you get down?"

"Just jumped down ... footed." She pointed to her right foot, "I've been holding it back."

It wasn't her saying that Jin Qingyan hadn't really noticed her walking abnormally.

He frowned, sneer helplessly, "Are you a fool?"

"Fortunately I jumped, otherwise he found us two ..."

"So what?" Jin Qing sneered. "Even if he is president, can this be so? It's just a neurosis!"

"Well, don't care about him."

Hold her horizontally and head straight back to the bedroom.

He took her to the bed, took off his slippers on his feet, and his socks immediately left her feet. His ankles were red and swollen. He got up and took the medicine box. He knelt down on the ground and gave her medicine.

An Xiaomen sat there, just watching him give himself medicine.

The soft part of the heart is thinly stained.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

He shook his head and glanced at her, "When he entered Qiu Yutai, he was wearing that mask, and he could be seen by you, you little fairy!"

"When you are willing to be looked after by my half-brother?" She didn't know how blindly Tuoba Gucheng was. He was so honored that he could like it. It was really different from ordinary people.

"Don't blame you." He handed her the clothes on the sofa. "Changing clothes, let's go to dinner."

"get out."

"it is good."

As soon as he was outside the door, he was shocked by a roar inside.

"Jin Qingyan! You roll in for me!"

He re-entered immediately, "What's wrong?"

I saw An Xiaomen flushed and stared at him, "What's on my chest!"

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it because you were bitten by a dog?" She took a deep breath. "I have no impression at all. Did you give me a medicine?"

Jin Qingyan waved his hand, "No, no, how can I do it, not me."

"Who is that? Did I make it myself?"

"..." Jin Qing smiled dryly, and Junyi's face could no longer stretch. "Where do I know?"

Seeing that he didn't admit it, An Xiaojing turned his head and cried, "I didn't admit you bullying me, Jin Qing said, what do you think of me!"

This posture!

Jin Qingyan quickly rushed forward to coquettishly, "Xiao Ning, don't be angry, it's me that's not good, I'm not good, and you don't want to, I can only scent ..."

"Sure enough!" An Xiaomen stooped to pick up the slippers on the ground, and a shoehorn shouted around his neck. "You don't count as a bastard!"

"Little lemon ..."

"How late ?!"

He held out his finger. "Two nights, really two nights."

She put away her crying and snorted, "It's obvious that you don't force me. It's not worth talking, Jin Qingyan, I want to move out!"

He was anxious, "Don't, I won't do this anymore, is it okay? I really don't force you anymore."

"I do not believe."

"I mean it." He promised again and again, "If I use the incense on you again, I will never give it up again!"

"Don't believe it, you go out."

"An Xiaomen, how are you doing this!" Jin Qingyan was so cold to her, "I am a big man in my thirties and never touch a woman other than you. I do n’t even need ten brothers, let alone What did you say about the inflatable / air doll props, and you don't help me, do you want me to choke? Your coldness doesn't mean I'm the same as you. "

"Who X is cold? I don't." She retorted eagerly.

"Aren't you indifferent? Why don't you want to? Or just don't want to follow me?" An aggressive attitude made An Xiaomen anxious.

"I do not have!"

"You have it!" He threw her on the bed. "Let me see if you're really cold or if you really don't feel me."

An Xiaomen's ankle hurt, he could barely kick him, it hurt when he touched it, and the other leg was crushed by him.

"Jin Qingyan, you roll me ... hmm ..." My lips were blocked, and what I wanted to say was swallowed in my mouth.

Men really do n’t go crazy, they are not humans.

The back of Jin Qingyan's hands was raised with blue tendons, and she raised her two jumbled arms firmly, pressing it on the top of her head.

The woman underneath kept twirling, which was very different from last night's motionless appearance.

No doubt stimulated his hormones.

With both hands loosening her wrists, she rose suddenly.

An Xiaomen's pants were taken away, and it was almost too late to pull off the only thin **** left, set it aside, and buried her lips in her deadly place, giving endless pleasingness.

She opened her eyes narrowly, and there was a squeaky / squeaky voice, and her body gradually softened.

There was a continuous stream of heat flowing from the lower abdomen, and An Xiaolim grabbed his hands on both sides of his body, leaning his head back slightly, breathing quickly.

Seeing her not resisting, his arms rolled around her legs, lingering on her skin, and every time her finger went, it felt like a flame rolling and burning, touching her nerves.