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unconsciously.

Chi Jiao was pinned on the sofa.

After the kiss, she lay on the soft sofa, gasped slightly with her mouth open, and looked at Quan Jue with wet eyes.

It's like a little milk beast that has just been bullied.

Quan Jue looked at Chi Jiao's cold cheeks, but felt that her innocent and innocent eyes now had a little bit of silent accusation, like a hook, trying to hook his soul away.

He lowered his head and bit her lips again.

"I can't wait." The boy's low voice suppressed some emotions.

Chi Jiao knew exactly what Quan Jue was talking about, her earlobes were almost dripping blood.

"I'll be eighteen at the beginning of next month, brother Quan."

——At that time, he would no longer have to treat her as a child.

She is also a serious adult.

In fact, her current soul is a serious adult.

She feels that there is no need to wait for a fixed time to do some things, just let the flow take its course.

Quan Jue naturally remembered Chi Jiao's birthday. He raised the corners of his lips and looked at her little face wanton: "So what? You are eighteen years old, what do you want to do?"

Chi Jiao felt that Quan Jue's deep, ambiguous voice was the best weapon for her to seduce souls.

As an adult soul, she also has normal emotions and desires, as well as certain fantasies and preferences.

Also because of beauty, and spring heart sprouting.

Hooking her hands around Quan Jue's neck, Chi Jiao raised her body slightly and whispered in Quan Jue's ear, "I want to do whatever brother Quan wants to do."

The sweet voice seems to be filled with fine wine, with a natural intoxicating charm.

Accompanied by sweet breathing, he fluttered in Quan Jue's ear.

At this moment, the heart beat faster and faster, and the nerves all over the body were excited at this moment.

If it wasn't for the fact that his usual self-control was so powerful, and that he could still maintain a trace of sanity, Quan Jue felt that he should carry the squeamish bag that was flirting with him on the bed now, and let her know what it was like to flirt with him.

"Jiaojiao, are you challenging my patience now?"

She clearly knew what he wanted to do.

But he said that on purpose.

It's not just challenging his patience.

Seeing that Quan Jue was enduring sweat on her forehead, Chi Jiao blinked her big watery eyes: "Brother Quan, in fact, you don't have to work so hard..."

As she spoke, she approached Quan Jue's ear again, and whispered in a low voice with a voice that only the two of them could hear.

When Chi Jiao's words fell, Quan Jue picked her up, got off the sofa, and walked towards the bedroom.

after an hour.

When Quan Jue went to the bathroom to wash her body, Chi Jiao was already tired and fell asleep.

She originally wanted Chi Jiao to wash her hands, but Quan Jue silently walked to the bedside. Seeing that she was drowsy, she turned around and went back to the bathroom, took a clean towel and soaked it in hot water, and went back to the bedside to help her. Chi Jiao wiped her hand.

Chi Jiao didn't seem to feel it, and she still slept very deeply.

After wiping her little hands clean, Quan Jue remembered the madness just now and sighed in a low voice.

——His self-control, in front of Jiaojiao, seemed to gradually become ineffective.

Putting the towel back in the bathroom, Quan Jue went back to the bed, seeing Chi Jiao kick the quilt aside, he pulled the quilt over her again.

Finally, he placed a light kiss on Chi Jiao's forehead, and then he turned around and went to lie down in front of the small sofa in this room.

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