After pulling back, the body of Xixi fell to his arms and fell.

Qing Muchen took advantage of her body.

Sisi was reflexively trying to attack him with his elbow. However, just after the action, he saw his face above his head. The expression on her face was stagnant for a few seconds, and all the movements stopped.

"How is it?" Thinking of her own radical reaction, she seemed awkward.

"How can't it be me?" Qing Muchen looked at the hand she was holding, and his brow wrinkled.

However, it is close to you, you can have such a keen sense of danger. What kind of environment can people grow up with such a reaction?

It’s really fast!

If it wasn’t for him, did she all bully him?

When Jing Muchen is so big, he has always only oppressed others. When did someone dare to ride on his head?

"The more you lift!" The cold eyes glanced at her face, and he did not let her go.

"I..." Sicily returned to God and looked at the hand he was restrained by, and explained to himself, "I just saw the wrong person."

"Is it?" Qing Muchen raised a slap in the lips, and did not know if she believed her.

"If you haven't been blocked, how are you going to do it?" He was cold and heavy when he spoke.

West, "..."

The background of Xixi’s growth from a young age is very strong in self-protection and will not easily make itself suffer.

Just if he didn't intercept, she must have done it directly to him.

Of course, she can't tell him like this.

She hung her eyes and she did not answer.

"The first time someone dared to do this to me!" Qing Muchen's eyes swept across her face at an extremely slow speed, his eyes were cold and cold. "You climbed to the maid of the owner, you are very courageous!"

Sicily wanted to give him a direct sentence, "What do you want?"

However, with Qing Muchen, she has no arrogant capital.

To fight, she can't beat him.

Her three-legged cat effort, maybe he can break her off with a finger.

"I just didn't mean it." She pressed her temper and she explained it for herself.

"Wrong hand murder can be completely sinless?" Qing Muchen no expression retorted.

Sicily was stunned by his words.

Looking up at him, she was slightly annoyed.

However, thinking about the gap between the two, she did not break out.

Her eyes were light, and she lowered her posture. "How can the young master not care?"

Qing Muchen did not answer, his eyes were twisted on her face, and there was no intention to remove it.

Xixi was inexplicably seen by him, and he snorted and his face slowly lifted.

Four eyes are opposite, she looked at him, slightly wrong.

Qing Muchen looked at her eyes very deep, deep ink like a boundless night, staring at her for a while, in the eyes of the West, his one arm hooked her neck Jun face suddenly leaned over her face.

The West was reluctantly struggling, the body twisting in his arms, raising his elbows and trying to attack him.

However, he had not touched his abdomen, but his arms were pressed agilely by his movements.

One hand shackled her hand, one hand clasped her head, his body slightly on one side, a reflex, against her back against the back of the chair, her lips pressed against her lips and kissed.

His movements were very firm and very fast. When Sisi returned to God, his lips were full of his breath.