Enchanted (GL) - Chapter 81

“I love you.” Ji Xi said affectionately, while hiding the humbleness in his bones.

Qiao Zhiyu’s heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, she kissed Ji Xi’s lips softly, “I love you too.”

Ji hoped that Qiao Zhi went beyond his eyes, and for a moment, he asked, “Do you really love it?”

After completely changing the person, so drunk, how much did you drink? Qiao Zhiyu was asked and laughed by Ji Xi. She gently scraped Ji Xi’s nose with the tip of her nose, and patiently told her, “Well, I love very much—”

Ji Xi was drunk and closed her eyes, her lips pressed against the corner of Qiao Zhiyu’s mouth, shaking, and asking for a kiss.

How could Qiao Zhiyu not be satisfied with her careful thoughts, he tilted his head and put it on his lips, and kissed hot and emotional.

Ji Xi couldn’t change her breath, but she was still greedy.

The breath that Qiao Zhiyu took between his lips and tongue was the smell of alcohol. Slowly, after the deep kiss became lighter, she held Ji Xi’s face with one hand, “I haven’t told me why I drink so much wine?”

It’s hard not to worry about Ji Xi’s rush tonight.

Ji Xi used her face to rub the palm of Qiao Zhiyu’s hand, like a kitten, she murmured, “I feel uncomfortable.”

Listening to Ji Xi’s aggrieved tone, Qiao Zhiyu was particularly uncomfortable. She thought about it, frowned and asked, “Is it at work?”

The work intensity has been quite heavy recently.

Always work overtime.

Ji Xi was confused and nodded indiscriminately.

“You can tell me if you have something to worry about. I won’t be allowed to drink like this again in the future. I feel so distressed.” Qiao Zhiyu touched Ji Xi’s face while coaxing.

Ji Xi nodded lazily, “You will…”

After drinking, speaking more slowly than usual.

“What?” Qiao Zhiyu looked at Ji Xi’s virtues and couldn’t help but want to laugh.

“Will be exhausted, Qi Yiyi, and Jun Jun rushed to the Ju 2 with Qiao Zhiyu, the problem is clear and clear.

“Yes, you don’t like me taking care of you?” Qiao Zhiyu chatted with the drunkard.

“I like it.” Ji Xi’s arm penetrated into the gap between Qiao Zhiyu’s waist and the wall, and then blinked and hugged Qiao Zhiyu by his waist, still saying: “I like it very much.”

After finishing speaking, Ji Xi continued to stare at Qiao Zhiyu with focused and devoted eyes.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

Qiao Zhiyu thought it was funny and whispered: Why are you staring at me stupidly? “

“It looks good…” Ji Xi blushed and said crookedly, “I like to watch it.”

Qiao Zhiyu laughed out loud, shouldn’t she be thankful that Ji Xi was drunk so that she could see someone hiding such a deep underwhelming resistance. It was a real sorrow.

“Ms. Ji.”

Ji Xi obediently said: “Yeah.”

“When I get drunk, I can understand the fun.” Qiao Zhiyu laughed at her. Although she was still a little uncomfortable, she hoped that Ji Xi would be able to let it go.

Ji Xi blinked, “Do you like it?”

Then Qin Xian was stunned. Qiao Zhiyu listened to Ji Xi’s tone: “I like it, I like it so much~”

Ji Xi was satisfied and burst into laughter.

Let Ji Xi hug for a while.

“Sleepy?” Qiao Zhiyu’s eyes looked tired when he saw Ji Xi, and Gong Yigou’s eyes were listless.

“A little bit.” Ji Xi said.

“Go to bed.” Qiao Zhiyu smelled the shower gel on her body, and he should have taken a shower.

Ji Xi clasped Qiao Zhiyu, reluctantly, and did not let go, “Don’t go.”

“I’m not leaving.” Qiao Zhiyu helplessly, continued to coax.

Ji Xi murmured: “Hold to sleep—”

“Well, I hold you to sleep.” Qiao Zhiyu followed her words.

Qiao Zhiyu’s protective equipment, Lang Chu, Yaju, W Yanpin, took the picture, and when she wakes up from the wine tomorrow, she will show it to her. Will she be so ashamed to want to dig a hole?

There are empty wine bottles on the coffee table. Ji Xi has a lot of wine at home, all of which are benefits from her part-time job. She has a good amount of alcohol, and it is not easy to drink like this tonight.

Qiao Zhiyu embraced Ji Xi, bent down, wanted to help Ji Xi lie down on the bed, but Ji Xi’s arms clasped her waist tightly, hugging her.

The soft bed sank down, and Qiao Zhiyu pressed on Ji Xi’s body. For fear of hurting her, Qiao Zhiyu immediately supported her on the bed with his elbows.

“Dizzy?”

Ji Xi: “Hmm—”

Bewildered and cute.

“Let you drink so much.” Qiao Zhiyu complained in a low voice, stretched out his left hand, touched the hair of Ji Xi’s forehead, and then intimately rubbed his temple.

Ji Xi held Qiao Zhiyu’s waist intently and looked at Qiao Zhiyu’s face. Qiao Zhiyu was also close to Ji Xi’s face. When Ji Xi’s warm breath of wine brushed her cheeks, her hand massage slowed down.

Only looking at each other, but also ambiguous.

Qiao Zhiyu’s breathing was slightly disturbed, and his face was hot after being teased, “Is it uncomfortable?”

Ji Xi’s voice buzzed like mosquitoes, “thirsty—”

“I’ll pour water.”

“Don’t—” Ji Xi didn’t let go of Qiao Zhiyu.

“Don’t make trouble, be good.” Qiao Zhiyu said, being held in such a way by Ji Xi, her lips were dry, and she wanted to drink some water at the moment.

Ji Xi was very willful, still maintaining a hug posture, pointing to the thin waist that the woodcutter invaded, and the other Emperor Zheng’s palms slowly stroking along the back of Qiao Zhiyu. Like her leaning in her arms, holding her like this.

Quietly, Qiao Zhiyu raised a spoonful of strontium glaze and swallowed her throat. Ji Xi’s eyes and breathing, every time she made a squid liver, were touching every nerve in her body.

Qiao Zhiyu also helped Ji Xi rub his forehead, but he rubbed his forehead, but his eyes met, and the two of them coincided with each other, and their thin lips came together to kiss him indulgently.

With the right atmosphere, it is difficult to stay calm in the face of the person you like.

Ji Xi’s head fell into the pillow, her eyes closed tightly, and she opened her lips and tapped her tongue and kept responding to Qiao Zhiyu. His dry lips became moisturized immediately, but at the same time, it evoked another thought.

Qiao Zhiyu paused for a while, touched Ji Xi’s cheek, and looked at her. Ji Xi was dissatisfied, her arm hooked her neck, and her rosy lips were sent to Qiao Zhiyu’s mouth again, sucking repeatedly like fascination.

It was really dizzy, and without thinking about anything, he clung to Qiao Zhiyu’s affection.

It’s something I like.

“Baby, don’t make trouble.” Qiao Zhiyu sighed softly, not saying anything to Ji Xi.

Ji Xi’s lips pressed against Qiao Zhiyu’s neck, carefully sucking. Qiao Zhiyu raised his head slightly, but he couldn’t help but simply let Ji Xi.

A few seconds later, how could Qiao Zhiyu be able to hold Ji Xi’s initiative like this? After she unloaded the underclothes hanging down on her temples, she put her palms on Ji Xi’s cheeks, buried her head, and couldn’t wait to plug Ji Xi with her lips. s position.

The evening breeze rolling out the window was gentle, blowing a little coolness, and the two embraced and kissed each other, only sweet and warm.

Ji Xi’s palm was on Qiao Zhiyu’s shoulders, a little bit nowhere to rest—

“Yeah.” Qiao Zhiyu was electrocuted, and she bit the corner of Ji Xi’s lips. Only then did she know that Ji Xi’s sorrowfulness far exceeded her imagination.

Very drunk hooligans.

But, I really like it.

Ji Xi is quite a hooligan, and the hooligan has to come from the heart, soft and comfortable.

At this moment, Qiao Zhiyu almost lost her sense, and her lips were not separated from Ji Xi. She pecked and kissed the corners of Ji Xi’s lips, climbing onto the collar of Ji Xi’s pajamas with her slender fingers, picking up the buttons.

Ji Xi’s tattoo on the quilt is exposed, which is Qiao Zhiyu Diyi’s lip distance to observe her tattoo.

The fiery red and enchanting flower clusters, ironed on the fair skin, are like ink paintings dyed on the body, and they are so beautiful. Ji Xi’s shoulders trembled lightly, and the flushed cheeks were stained against it, dissipating the coldness of the past, leaving only the fiery heat and sexy.

I heard that tattoos are painful, so how painful should it be? Qiao Zhiyu couldn’t help lowering his head, his red lips pressed against the petals of Ji Xi’s shoulders, and he kissed gently.

Ji Xi tilted her head, close relative Qiao Zhi’s ears, humming something in her mouth, the voice that she had always endured in the past is now fully exposed.

The skin is a little bumpy and not smooth. After touching it, Qiao Zhiyu discovered that there seemed to be a scar under Ji Xi’s tattoo. She paused, changed to a finger stroke, and then looked closely, there was indeed a scar.

Qiao Zhiyu looked at Ji Xi’s face and suddenly walked away, but before he had time to react, Ji Xi suddenly didn’t know where Jin was coming from, rolled over and pressed her under her.