Tyrant Be Good, I’ll Love You - Chapter 581

Si Jue directly took her into his room, gently put her on the couch, and then went out without saying a word.

Qinghe was stunned.

He stared at the door for a moment.

Holding his arms with both hands, Qinghe suddenly remembered that she seemed to be wearing only sleeping clothes and trousers.

His face was red and he hurriedly looked down, but he didn’t know when he had put on a white cloak, which covered her tightly.

Suddenly relieved, he reached out and patted some hot cheeks.

He put his hands on the edge of the bed and began to observe the room.

The bedroom is separated from the outside by a white pearl curtain. Looking through the curtain, you can see that there are two lush green plants in the two person high vase.

The rest was covered by corner posts.

In the bedroom, several pots of magnolias were placed on the windowsill, which was somewhat similar to the Magnolias on the window in her room.

Opposite the window is a screen with green bamboo pattern. Behind the screen, a huge wooden bucket can be seen faintly, which should be used for bathing.

The screen came out, close to the wall, and a round mirror was quietly placed on a mahogany square table. At the moment of seeing the round mirror, the corners of Qinghe’s mouth bent. Her brother is really smelly. A man put such a big mirror in his bedroom

Thinking of this, Qinghe was suddenly stunned.

He didn’t tell her in advance that this was his room.

Where does she know that this is his room?

The ears are red.

Do you secretly expect him to take her back to his room?!

Breathing is a little urgent.

Qinghe hurriedly covered his face.

The long eyelashes fanned quickly.

I scolded myself in my heart.

Too not ashamed, too not reserved, too casual!!!

When Si Jue returned to the room again, he saw a little girl twisting her body, patting her face and biting her small mouth.

When Nong Qinghe saw him coming, his face became more and more red. He suddenly picked his eyebrow from the couch, “kitten, what bad thing are you thinking?!”

Qinghe was startled by the cold voice. His small body immediately stood straight. He looked up at him in a hurry. His face was red and stammered, “that, I, I, just, it’s useless!!”

“I, I, I didn’t?” Si Jue hooked his lips and leaned against the wooden post of the curtain.

Qinghe was embarrassed. He stared at him in shame and said angrily, “brother Jue is good or bad. Why do you learn from me!”

Maybe if others said he was good or bad, he was afraid that he would lose a few dozen goose bumps, but she said it in a soft little voice, and he just felt an itch in his heart.

Si Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, straightened up and walked slowly towards her.

When Qinghe saw him coming, his little face became more and more red. He jumped down from the couch and said clumsily, “what did you just do?”

Si Jue looked at her small situation at the bottom of his eyes and raised the thing he took back from his hand, “your clothes.”

Clothes?

Qinghe was stunned. Then he saw that the clothes in his hand were red.

As soon as his eyes lit up, Qinghe jumped up, grabbed it anxiously and opened it. When he saw the panorama of the skirt, the light in his eyes was even brighter, and he exclaimed, “it’s so beautiful.”

The skirt is a beautiful curved train, with three layers of skirt hem, right Lapel design at the neckline, and the pattern on the red train is iris pattern, which is woven with gold thread.

On the outside of the train, there is a big red shirt, but it can’t be worn in this hot day.

For this dress, Qinghe is very satisfied and happy.

Maybe it’s her father’s reason. She also likes red clothes very much, but unlike his father’s paranoia.

Not only was his plain clothes all red, but even his mother was forced by him. None of his clothes was not red.

Girls can’t wait to have a try when they see their favorite clothes. There is no doubt that Qinghe is a little girl, so when they see this beautiful dress, they immediately have the idea of eager to have a try.

Also because it was too urgent, she happily took her clothes and carefully put them on the couch. Then she pulled off the belt of her cloak and began to lift her clothes and untie them.

The white bedclothes slipped down from her, and the pupil of Si Jue fell deeply in an instant. The dark tide surged in and locked a little girl who even hummed a little song happily.

The Adam’s apple shrugged slightly, and Si Jue took a breath. Finally, he couldn’t help walking towards her.

Qinghe didn’t realize that the danger was coming. He threw his bedclothes on the couch and bent over to pick up the red clothes.

The moment her arm stretched out, a shadow suddenly reflected on her arm.

At the same time, a strong masculinity swept over.

Qinghe trembled in his heart and hurriedly turned around.

There was a sudden flower in front of me, and my waist had been tightly locked.

The outline of his eyes widened, Qinghe breathed, his jaw was in his throat, and his face stared at the magnified handsome face in front of him.

She put one hand against his chest, was frightened by the violent shaking heart in his chest, and took it back in a panic.

Qinghe shrunk his shoulders, and the two moon bones, which were brighter than the moonlight, sank down, revealing two lovely nests, but his delicate cheeks were more beautiful than peach blossoms.

Si Jue’s eyes flashed a trace of red. His breathing was very urgent and intense. It burned down like a fire and fell on her face.

A little hot sweat came out of Qinghe’s forehead.

The gravity from the chest is still exerting force, and the long arm surrounding her back is like a strong iron lift, which can’t let her break free, and it’s too strong for her to have the courage to break free.

Si Jue’s thin lip flap was red and dripping at the moment, like a blood drop. It stopped dangerously above her lip. The dark, silky eyes swept on her face, and his lip suddenly leaned down.

Qinghe subconsciously held his breath, and his watery eyes closed tightly.

But after waiting for a long time, his lips never touched hers.

The eyes under his eyelids turned. Qinghe was a little embarrassed. His face was red and slowly opened his eyes.

But at the moment of seeing his face, his lips suddenly pressed down.

Unexpectedly, the unexpected kiss made Qinghe suddenly open his eyes, hands and tightly grasp the clothes on his chest.

“Kitten, how long will it be?” asked Si Jue as he kissed her.

Qinghe was almost out of breath because of his kiss. His wet eyelashes fanned quickly, tiptoed around his neck, and answered in a trembling voice, “what?”

Si Jue grabbed her waist with one hand, lifted her slightly, held her in his arms, turned around, sat on the couch and let her sit on her legs.

The hot palm held her little face and kissed her deeper, “Eighteen? How long is it?”

As soon as she sat down, Qinghe noticed something strange. She just felt that the breath of every hair was hot.

Shyly closed his eyes tightly, his voice trembled uncontrollably, “and, there’s less than a month.”

When she finished, his lips stopped suddenly.

Black pupil stared at her somewhat scarlet and forbearance, holding her cheek’s big palm to slide down, holding her white pink neck, panting like his heartbeat, fast and urgent.

Qinghe was slightly stunned, pursed his red and swollen lips, and his eyes were confused and lost.

The thumb rubbed the skin on both sides of her mouth. Si Jue spit out his breath and bit her lip. The pupil stared at her eyes helplessly and frustrated and said, “kitten, you are really my nemesis!”

Qinghe was bitten by him and hurt a little. Junxiu frowned and looked at him innocently.

Si Jue narrowed his eyes, pecked her lips gently, and said an inexplicable word. At least in Qinghe, it was very inexplicable, “in the future, brother Jue will double beg to come back!”

There is no doubt that Qinghe is stunned again.

When she was stunned, he suddenly pulled the silk quilt on the couch, surrounded her closely, picked her up in one hand, took the red dress in the other hand, and strode out.

Qinghe was startled. “Brother Jue, where are you taking me?”

“Bath!”

！！！

But shouldn’t the bath be in the house?

Qinghe muttered in his heart, but someone had forcibly taken him out.