"Hmm?" he responded, breathing on her skin, terrifyingly hot.

Lin Qian didn't know why she called him, she just wanted to call him by her name. She moaned softly again, "Li Zhicheng..."

"Yes." There was a hint of clear smile in his low voice.

"Hate..." Lin Qian stretched out her hand and gently grabbed the black hair on his head, "Don't laugh..."

Li Zhicheng did not answer, but his hand was still on top, continuing to dominate her senses and her breathing. His lips and tongue gradually went down, coming to her belly button, near her jade-like waist.

Perhaps it was because his brother pressed between her legs that became more and more burning and hard, and Lin Qian felt that the skin below her waist was becoming more and more sensitive. He lowered his head and kissed her waist repeatedly. However, his hand covered her buttocks, intentionally or unintentionally. His five fingers slowly closed their strength, holding it without moving.

But just holding it like this is enough to make Lin Qian's whole body stiffen slightly.

When the phone rings, it is like a flash of lightning that wakes up the two of them's addicted brains.

It also seemed to disturb the ambiguity and silence of this room.

Li Zhicheng paused, looked up at her, got up from her, but at the same time pulled over her suit jacket and covered her delicate body. Then he sat down by the sofa and reached for the phone on the table.

Lin Qian's face was blushing like fire, from her forehead to her neck to her waist, there was still a clear softness and softness. It felt like she had just woken up from a big dream.

She pinched her clothes and covered her chest to get up, but found that although Li Zhicheng lowered his head and answered the phone, one hand was still on her, firmly pressing the suit, covering the spring light on her body.

His spring ~ light.

This considerate little movement only made Lin Qian feel sweet. She lay silently under his suit, looking at his handsome and blushing side face. His shirt was still open, and sitting upright at this moment, there was a bit of a manly love and desire to fade. Lin Qian felt aroused in her heart.

Soon, he hung up the phone and turned to look at her.

"I'm going to the workshop."

"Um."

He lowered his head again, pecked her lips and left: "Click the clothes. I'll come back after I finish my work."

"Um."

Seeing that she was so honest and obedient, Li Zhicheng stared at her for a while and chuckled slowly.

He had never thought of occupying her in such a place. So although he was interrupted halfway through today, to be honest, he felt a little uncomfortable. But it was so pleasant that he had a kiss.

He reached out and rubbed her head again, then calmed down and stood up and left.

Lin Qian waved to him and saw him taking him to the door and then turned around and buried his face in his suit, causing a lot of thoughts.

Cough... the light was too dark that day.

Just now, I finally saw the appearance outline.

The description of a small tent is really appropriate.

Cough... but what should he do today? How can he break the cold shower if he can't take a cold shower?

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When Lin Qian woke up again, it was already dawn.

The soft yellow sunlight sparsely spread across her face through the blinds.

It also sprinkles on the face of the man below him.

Lin Qian looked up at him.

He came back at some point, and fell asleep on the sofa, hugging her and wearing a suit over the two of them. His handsome face looked like a sleeping sculpture in the morning light, and a big hand was still firmly encircled around her waist, like iron pliers.

Lin Qian looked at him quietly for a while, then fell back into his arms and closed his eyes.

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Half a month later, Aito, the city function package brand exclusively created by Aito, was officially launched.
Chapter completed!