Chapter 18

I don't know how long it took, but He Ye felt a chill all over his body

Didn’t I just get rained?

Before he could complain, He Ye couldn't help but sneeze, and his head seemed a little dizzy again

It's over, this time it's really aborted

He Ye, who had no motivation to open his eyes, was about to continue to fall asleep, but suddenly realized something

No, what about Su Qing?

He barely opened his eyes, but saw the pretty face he was dreaming about was piling on his hands

The willow eyebrows were frowning, her beautiful eyes were closed, and she looked restless. The sorrow in her eyebrows made her soul melt.

Holding the discomfort, He Ye wanted to reach out and touch the pretty face, but found that his hand was completely locked by Su Qing's little hand, crossing his fingers, as if he didn't want his hand to escape.

Is this girl still afraid that I will run away?

The corners of He Ye's mouth couldn't help but float

Although you can't do it by stretching out your hand, there is no problem with stretching your finger.

The rough index finger rubbed Su Qing's white and delicate face. He Ye felt the wonderful touch on his fingers, and he was about to lose his body.

Feeling the strangeness on her face, Su Qing slowly opened her beautiful eyes and looked at her fingers that were making trouble on her face. She seemed to be unable to figure out what was going on.

The fingers became more and more unrestrained. Not only did they rub her jade skin, but they were stuffed into her nostrils.

Su Qing, who was completely sleepy, looked coldly at He Ye with a strange smile on his face without any action

He Ye didn't dare to play with her nostrils anymore by looking at her chilled eyes. He was about to take her fingers back, but his body was covered with coldness. He couldn't help but moan.

Listening to the discomfort in my moaning, Su Qinggang's discomfort was instantly wiped out, and all that was left was heartache and pity.

No matter what He Ye treats her, it is her that He Ye is so cold that he gets in the rain.

If possible, Su Qing wished he was the one who suffered in bed now.

But she has been spoiled since childhood, so she can only watch her lover's cheeks twisted, and she can't do anything.

Sweat had already wet He Ye's bed sheets. He was a little confused for a moment and couldn't help but make a sound. Cold... I'm so cold...

Seeing He Ye's trembling body, Su Qing was even more anxious

If it's cold...

She hesitated for a moment, took off the quilt on her body, revealing her delicate body with ice sculptures and jade carvings.

The pink grapes were exposed to the cold air and trembled involuntarily, making them even more lustful

Su Qing's face couldn't help but show a drunken flush. Although she was playing with He Ye all day long, she was a very conservative person because of her physical reasons.

I can be so slutty in front of He Ye, just because that is He Ye

She bit her teeth lightly, and when she thought of He Ye's roar that almost broke her throat, she couldn't help but feel soft.

Another cold wind blew, causing her delicate body to tremble, and she couldn't help but lift He Ye's quilt.

He Ye's naked body was covered in sweat and was still trembling, but Su Qing didn't care at all and got in.

Covering the quilt on the two of them, regardless of the viscosity of He Ye's sweat, he pressed his body tightly against him and hugged him together.

This guy, he obviously has such a cold, and it's still so big...

He Ye's penis was stimulated by Su Qing's delicate body. Even under the influence of a cold, he still reacted a little and stared at Su Qing hard.

You know, both of them are in a state of slimness at this moment, and the quilt is covered with He Ye’s sticky sweat, and Su Qing is in He Ye’s arms again. This situation is almost no different from having sex.

Su Qing's face was already extremely hot at this moment. The strangeness from every part of her body made her urge to escape. But looking at He Ye's frowning eyebrows and twisted expression, she pressed her body a little tightly.

Su Qing's helpless behavior seemed to have really played a role. He Ye only felt the original coldness was suddenly dispelled by a burst of heat. All that was left was tenderness and softness. The fragrance of osmanthus that rushed into his nose made him feel at ease.

He Ye fell asleep deeply. He had a severe cold, but there was no sign of pain on his face. His previously twisted expression was now full of sweetness and peace.

Looking at He Ye's sleeping face, Su Qing also felt a little obsessed.

Under He Ye's somewhat sloppy and weird personality, he has a face like Pan An. Thanks to his years of addiction to games and the second dimension, otherwise how could he think of himself as a loser in his relationship?

He Ye is addicted to Su Qing's beauty, but why doesn't Su Qing like He Ye's handsomeness?

What's more, He Ye is the only man who can treat her with a normal heart. No, we can't say that he is normal heart. He Ye's care for her, and even her parents have never treated her like that.

Confidant, brother, lover, father and son...

Su Qing stared at He Ye's face blankly. No matter what the relationship between the two was or what the name was, she only knew that He Ye at this moment belonged to her alone.

She buried Zhen's head deeply in He Ye's chest, smelled the familiar breath, and felt that everything in the world was not as beautiful as that of this time, this scene and this situation.

Su Qing couldn't help but close her beautiful eyes. The fatigue and pain that she had been suffering since birth were slowly disappearing in He Ye's arms, and a tide of sleepiness came like a tide.

In the hazy, I only heard her soft words like a dream

dad……