Ye Jiaqi's little hands tightly held the collar of Qiao Sinian's shirt, and shyness was on his face.

Qiao Sinian lowered her head and kissed her earlobe, her voice hoarse and obsessed: "Here?"

Ye Jiaqi shook his head in panic, shy and nervous: "No more..."

Although there is no one in Qiao's house, there are panoramic glass on all sides of it...

Ye Jiaqi blushed just by thinking about it.

"It's okay." Josnian comforted her and gently kissed her face.

Although there have been many times, Ye Jiaqi was feeling uneasy at this moment, his heart was pounding, and his hands and feet were weak.

Outside the rooftop is vast and stars are shining.

The light of the street light shines on the ground in a blur.

The lights on the rooftop were turned off, and there seemed to be light everywhere, dim and blurred.

Ye Jiaqi gave up half of the time and followed Qiao Sinian.

Suddenly, their entangled breathing sounds were added on the quiet rooftop.

The carpet is soft, white plush, as if it is in the clouds.

Soon, the clothes were messy and beautiful everywhere.

Maybe because I haven't touched her for several days, this time Qiao Sinian is even more enthusiastic than before.

After a love affair.

Ye Jiaqi collapsed in his arms and couldn't lift his strength.

She was a little nervous about this kind of place, but she still obeyed him.

Qiao Sinian draped his coat over her and said softly in her ears: "Are you cold?"

Ye Jiaqi shook his head, so tired that he couldn't speak.

Although it only once, it took him a long time each time.

I was able to cooperate with him at the beginning, but I was almost tired and could only enjoy it later.

"Do you still have to look at the stars?"

Ye Jiaqi shook his head again.

Where can I see it?

"Then I'll take you to take a shower? Huh?"

This time, Ye Jiaqi nodded obediently.

Qiao Sinian tied her clothes around her waist and then hugged her back from the rooftop.

He and her already had a tacit understanding of this kind of thing.

After being satisfied, Qiao Sinian also took a shower and stood silently in front of the window and lit a cigarette.

His deep eyes were filled with joy. When he thought of Ye Jiaqi's long legs wrapped around his waist, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, very satisfied.

After taking a shower, Ye Jiaqi stood in front of the mirror and looked for a long time.

What a beast.

Kiss marks all over the body.

She walked out of the bathroom with her hair wiped and she naturally handed him the hair dryer.

Only then did Qiao Sinian put out the cigarette butts and blew her hair.

His hands were gently shuttled between her long hair, and she closed her eyes and enjoyed silently.

The hair dryer sounds very loud.

I don’t know when it was, but Ye Jiaqi whispered: “I don’t know if I can let you blow my hair for the rest of my life…”

Her voice was very small, she was just talking in a voice she could hear.

He didn't speak, only the sound of the hair dryer was still ringing.

The balcony is very empty, the night is boundless and lonely.

After blowing his hair, he carried her to the big bed: "Sleep first, huh?"

"It's still early, I can't sleep. I knitted my scarf for you two days ago. See if it's appropriate." Ye Jiaqi pointed to the cabinet, "It's on that floor, on the box where you put your tie."

"Then do I have three scarves you knitted?"

"Three? Where are there three? Didn't you throw away all the previous ones?" Ye Jiaqi looked at him in surprise.

Qiao Sinian rubbed her hair, and there was a deep tenderness in her eyes.

Throw it away? Where can I bear to let it go?

Under Ye Jiaqi's earnest gaze, Qiao Sinian took out her newly knitted scarf from the cabinet.
Chapter completed!