Chapter 402 The Black Lotus in the Entertainment Industry 34

Qin Ge's sexy Adam's apple slid up and down, and his breath was suffocated.

After wiping his hands with the towel next to him, he walked quickly towards Xia Yichu.

However, after seeing that Xia Yichu was actually barefoot, the indescribable things that had just risen in his eyes instantly dissipated and were replaced by concern for Xia Yichu.

In this villa, only the master bedroom and guest room have soft wool carpets. Once you leave the room, they are all made of solid marble.

Qin Ge stretched out his hand to hold Xia Yichu in his arms, still holding her in the same way as a princess. He carried her to the side of the sofa and sat down. He stretched out his hand to squeeze her feet and asked Xia Yichu: "Why don't you wear shoes?" Ran out? Actually, you can sleep in bed a little longer, and I can serve it to you after I cook breakfast."

"I don't want to." Xia Yichu shook his head.

Qin Ge's big hands were very hot. The soles of Xia Yichu's feet were cold as they walked down the road, but he didn't mind it at all. He held Xia Yichu's feet in his hands. After the coldness faded away, Qin Ge held her He let go of his feet and went to search in the shoe cabinet at the door. He took out a pair of men's fur shoes and placed them in front of Xia Yichu. He said to her: "I only have my things in the villa for the time being. You can make do with them first."

"This is not about making do, but about enjoying it." Xia Yichu smiled, and his two delicate and small feet got directly into his wide fur shoes.

"Enjoy it?" Qin Ge narrowed his eyes. He was squatting in front of Xia Yichu. He leaned forward, his tall figure pressed towards Xia Yichu, and put his hands on the sofa behind her to confine her to him. There is no escape in my arms.

Qin Ge's striking handsome face gradually approached Xia Yichu, his voice was low and hoarse: "Is wearing my clothes also a kind of enjoyment?"

! ! ! This is simply a blatant hooliganism.

Xia Yichu looked at the person in front of him with wide eyes, wondering if he had slept with a fake Qin Ge.

The contrast between his before and after seemed simply too great.

Xia Yichu looked shocked and didn't answer. Qin Ge's eyes fell on her red and swollen lips, and he lowered his head and nibbled on them.

Xia Yichu stretched out her hand to push her away, but Qin Ge had already taken precautions. He stretched out his hand to support her body on the sofa, and his tall and straight body pressed up against her.

The soft sofa was deeply dented as it bore the weight of two people.

After the kiss ended, Xia Yichu frowned and said breathlessly to Qin Ge: "Get up from me, you're dead."

"But you haven't answered the question I just asked." Qin Ge suppressed her under him. The white shirt was very thin. When looking at it from a close distance, you could vaguely see the spring light inside, and you knew what was underneath this dress. Wearing nothing... Qin Ge couldn't help but feel the blood boiling in his body.

He swallowed, his eyes dark.

One hand pressed Xia Yichu's body to prevent her from moving at will, and the other slender and white hand slowly slid down Xia Yichu's shoulder.

The finger slides down very slowly and with gentle force, like a small insect crawling over it, with an itchy touch.

Xia Yichu's body was extremely sensitive and couldn't bear the slightest bit of teasing.

Moreover, she is wearing nothing but this white shirt!

Although Xia Yichu admitted that she wore this outfit on purpose to tease him, she didn't want to have to fight with his goblin so early in the morning.

Qin Ge's hand slowly moved down, even all the way to his waist. Xia Yichu's heart was in his throat, and he said to him anxiously: "Okay, okay, I admit my mistake. I shouldn't be joking. Let go quickly. Don't It’s on top of me.”

The reluctance in Xia Yichu's eyes was not fake at all, and Qin Ge saw the look of resistance in her eyes.

Xia Yichu didn't want to, so Qin Ge certainly wouldn't force her.

Qin Ge's hand that landed on Xia Yichu's waist quickly moved to her pert buttocks. He stretched out his hand and pinched her as if to vent his anger. He said in a gritted tone: "Get up, let's drink porridge."