Chapter 222 (1/2)

It's like a dry well.

Jiujiu's soft, white and tender fingers were gently pinched on Li Zixuan's clothes, his eyelids were obediently closed, and his long and curved eyelashes were gently shaking, gentle and obedient, allowing Li Zixuan to ask for himself.

Jiujiu's body is thin but not thin, plump but not fat, and the lines are perfect. Every inch seems to be carved by heaven, just right.

Feel that Jiujiu's body is soft and soft on his body, the shallow fluctuation of his chest is gently leaning on his chest, warm and soft, and the nose is the light aroma of Jiujiu, which makes people relaxed and happy. Li Zixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers crossed Jiujiu's hair tips, the corners of his mouth picked slightly, and said softly, ”miss.”

Jiujiu made a sound, with a thick nasal sound, which was unspeakable. It made Li Zixuan's body tense for a moment.

Jiujiu's original lazy look was stunned by the change of Li Zixuan's body. She subconsciously wanted to stand up, but she was hugged by Li Zixuan and pulled back to her arms.

Li Zixuan's fingers were long and warm, gently across Jiujiu's back.

Although it was early autumn, the temperature was not very cold. Jiujiu was afraid of heat. She was still wearing a thin summer shirt. Almost when Li Zixuan moved her finger, she could feel the temperature on Li Zixuan's finger and the little trembling.

Jiujiu was too stiff to speak.

But Li Zixuan didn't know why he just gently stroked Jiujiu's back. For a long time, he sighed in a low and magnetic voice: ”Miss, don't betray me, or I'll kill you.”

At the moment of deep affection, Li Zixuan said something that made Jiu shudder.

With that, Li Zixuan held Jiujiu's shoulder and stood her, nodded and kissed her on her eyelids. Her eyes were still gentle and tangled, but it made Jiujiu's body colder and colder.

What kind of mind did Li Zixuan have for her.

If you like her, why kill her all the time.

Jiujiu was a little confused for the first time.

But before Jiujiu could react, Li Zixuan ordered the housekeeper to prepare dinner.

They were enjoying the moon in the pavilion. Because it was not 15, the moon was like being bitten by a heavenly dog. It hung in the sky like a machete. Jiujiu supported his chin with one hand and looked at the bright moonlight. He felt inexplicable melancholy in his heart.