At that moment, Feng Wuxie felt a fatal embarrassment for the first time in history, and he even had the illusion of thinking about beating a dog.

Xia Ziyuan stared at her innocent big eyes and leaned towards his lips again. Feng Wuxie was nervous and shouted loudly: "Zi Yuan, calm down!"

I don’t know if that sentence works, Xia Ziyuan just looked at his bitten lip in surprise, then stretched out a little finger and gently stroked it.

Feng Wuxie's scalp suddenly became numb. As Xia Ziyuan's fingers stroked her, the pain on her lips decreased, and a numb and itchy feeling came.

He repeatedly warned himself in his heart that Xia Ziyuan was drunk, so she could not count anything she did.

Even if she wants to do something to him now, he can't take it seriously. Everything will not be explained until Xia Ziyuan wakes up.

After touching it, Xia Ziyuan started to blew gently at Feng Wuxie's lips as if she was protecting some small animal.

At that moment, Feng Wuxie was stiff again like a sculpture. He never expected that Xia Ziyuan's movements were so unexpected.

Is she helping him heal?

But what is her hand doing?

Why did Xia Ziyuan hold his face and rub his fingers with her fingers that were extremely dishonest?

Is there any dust on his face?

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie and Junyan suddenly turned red because he suddenly felt that Xia Ziyuan's fingers seemed to be heading towards her neck.

Feng Wuxie looked at Xia Ziyuan calmly. He wanted to see clearly whether Xia Ziyuan did it on purpose and why he suddenly made these actions.

Don’t she know that men’s neck cannot be touched casually?

As the temperature on his skin became higher and higher, Feng Wuxie grabbed Xia Ziyuan's little hand helplessly, and he felt that he was about to become neurotic.

"Zi Yuan, do you know what you are doing?"

Feng Wuxie grabbed her hand and asked with a forbearance.

Xia Ziyuan was slightly stunned. She shook her head and suddenly smiled with teeth. Then her blurred eyes glanced at her indistinctly. Obviously, at this moment, she still knew how to think.

But the results after she thought about them were often so unexpected.

Xia Ziyuan tilted her little head and smiled gently and said shyly: "I'm stroking you."

Hearing this, Feng Wuxie took a breath and forced himself to calm down. Xia Ziyuan was drunk and her words had no other meaning.

Feng Wuxie, who finally calmed down, finally plucked up the courage to ask again: "Zi Yuan, why do you caress me?"

God knows how many restless emotions he has suppressed in his heart. Feng Wuxie simply wants to applaud himself. Faced with such a great temptation, it is rare to maintain the style of a gentleman.

"Because you were injured."

Xia Ziyuan struggled to continue touching him, but her actions made Feng Wuxie feel like he was touching the puppy.

And this feeling seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

After Feng Wuxie tried hard to remove the chaotic thoughts in his mind, he felt that Xia Ziyuan was also a talented person. She obviously had a criminal face, but she had a ability to make people feel more at ease.

Feng Wuxie helped to grab Xia Ziyuan's little hand and gently moved her from his body to the side. Then he accepted his fate and grabbed the restless little hand and said, "Zi Yuan, I'm sleepy, why don't we take a rest first?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence came out, Xia Ziyuan suddenly slapped her. Feng Wuxie was thrown into the face without being able to avoid it.

"You disciple! You think beautifully!" Xia Ziyuan was about to get up again in anger.

Feng Wuxie immediately raised his hand and surrendered, "Oh, my aunt, then I'll go to bed first. Can you continue to look at me?"

Feng Wuxie was really helpless with Xia Ziyuan. He covered the painful corners of his eyes and regretted it very much. Why did he say he was mean?

If Xia Ziyuan had said before that she was drunk, wouldn’t it be so much trouble if he let her go quietly?

Now that he is abused, this is completely self-inflicted. Feng Wuxie was silently sad.

I didn’t know it before in life, nor did I regret it. At this moment, he could only break his teeth and swallow it silently back into his stomach.

A bitter batch!

Compared with the dire straits on the side of Feng Wuxie, Su Yixian's side is completely the opposite.

Since I helped Mo Qianyan back to the room, it was so quiet here.

After Mo Qianyan lay down on the bed obediently, she signaled Su Yixian to come up and lie down together.

At first, Su Yixian lay down with a blushing face, and thought of a hundred postures in his mind.

But after she lay down, Mo Qianyan just hugged her very well, really just hugged her.

After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, Su Yixian didn't wait for any surprise episodes.

When she raised her head, she realized that Mo Qianyan had already closed her eyes obediently at some point, but Su Yixian was sure that he must have not fallen asleep.

Since she wasn't asleep, she still had expectations for the next step, so Su Yixian pretended to get up and get out of bed and pour water to drink.

As soon as she moved, Mo Qianyan opened her eyes, and then looked at her with a confused look on her face. Her eyes were even more innocent and made Su Yixian feel guilty.

"I'm a little thirsty, go down and pour some water to drink." Su Yixian explained awkwardly.

In fact, Mo Qianyan might not understand what she meant at this time, but she couldn't be too straightforward, so she had to step over Mo Qianyan under the excuse of drinking water. After that, she accidentally touched him.

But Mo Qianyan did not do any extra movement except to support her with her upper body and carefully, and then said with a clear look: "Madam, be careful!"

Be careful of the hammer, can't you tell that I did it on purpose?

After pouring a glass of water for herself, Su Yixian felt that the part she had just touched might be a bit wrong, or try something more exciting, such as chest, or abdominal muscles, etc.

She didn't forget that although this black-hearted white lotus looks like it's a kind of meat, it's the kind that looks slim and takes off her clothes.

There are quite a lot of abdominal muscles that you should have, and the lines are still the kind that makes people unable to control them even if you see them.

I remembered the few handfuls she touched quietly when she first met, and the hand felt really good.

If it weren't for the sake of those abdominal muscles, Su Yixian wouldn't have stayed here with shame.

After all, she is a serious person. Apart from appreciating this line art, she has no other improper thoughts.

After drinking the water, Su Yixian climbed onto the bed again. When she passed by Mo Qianyan, her hand slipped accidentally and fell on Mo Qianyan's body.
Chapter completed!