Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1349: Sick of fire, isn’t it busy enough?

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Di Moxuan's big palm encircled her waist, and his thin, rose lips slowly moved to her lips.

Kiss, fall.

But Ye Qing left the beginning and avoided the past.

Ye Qingluo felt the hand lying on her waist, slightly harder.

Ye Qing Luo pretended not to notice, with frivolous eyebrows and long fingers, gently stroked Di Moxuan's lips.

She has a charming eyes and a smile, and her tone is soft and charming: "If you don't say...your mouth, don't even think about leaning on me anymore."

The man clinging to her stiffened suddenly.

The muscles in the chest have become tough.

The arms across the waist are also stiff.

Di Moxuan's reaction successfully pleased Ye Qingluo.

She smiled, her fingers poked his lips and his face more recklessly, and finally landed on his chest, playing with his clothes.

Slim fingers, such as white jade gelatin.

Even through the clothes, Di Moxuan could clearly feel the temperature of her fingertips.

"Xiao Luoer, I don't think the fire on my body is strong enough?" Di Moxuan's voice was hoarse, and he tightened her waist, clinging to his body.

Ye Qingluo clearly felt...

She turned red, refusing to forgive others because she was still aunt, "So, are you willing to say it?"

Di Moxuan stretched out his hand suddenly, and hugged her horizontally.

Immediately, he went straight to the bed on the side.

"Wait, wait..." No, he wouldn't really be amused by him, wanting to slap him?

The body was thrown onto the soft bed.

Ye Qingluo retracted subconsciously, just about to roll over and get out of bed.

A hot body directly suppressed Gu Xiaowang, who was running away.

"Hey, hey, Di Mo Xuan! Don't take you like this!" Ye Qingluo thumped his limbs, refusing to obediently, "Don't try to stagger the subject in this way! If you don't tell me today, I will entangle you tomorrow If you ask, the day after tomorrow will pester you to ask, and will keep pestering you to ask!"

After Di Moxuan pressed her on the bed, he turned over and fell beside her.

An arm circled her in his arms.

Ye Qingluo's struggle and "roar" gradually ceased.

Lying on his chest, Ye Qingluo uttered incomparably the aura of Emperor Mo Xuan's tough and domineering president.

She couldn't even make Di Moxuan speak!

Do you want to kiss her in the future?

Do you still want to marry a wife?

Small emotions grew, Ye Qingluo raised his head and stared at Emperor Moxuan.

Before speaking, the lips were covered with a warm touch.

Yuya's sandalwood scent came into her nose.

His kiss fell on her lips.

Extremely gentle, extremely delicate kisses.

Between his lips and teeth, he overflowed with his very light and very low mute voice: "Hold me."

"Hmm!" Ye Qingluo just said, but he gave Di Moxuan a chance to come in.

The gentle and delicate kiss turned into lingering.

……

Days, on the surface, passed quietly.

Unconsciously, it has been half a month later.

All the teenagers are already able to get out of bed and walk around and do some simple rehabilitation exercises.

There are even dozens of injuries on the body of teenagers, completely healed.

All these have made Ye Qingluo's uneasy heart slow down a bit.

But...

One more thing, what makes Ye Qingluo anxious is...

The relationship between these teenagers and Xishanglan is getting better and better.

In the past half month, Xishanglan really took the image of the gentle, polite, gentle and gentle son shown in the materials to the fullest.

He can take good care of all the students in the Demon Class.

All the teenagers, when they mention Xishanglan, they have expressions of gratitude and admiration.