Chapter 3233 Heartbeat Code: Lonely Love for the Master (Sixty-Eight)

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The young man's cold white jade-like fingertips tapped lightly on the table. He was lazy and cold, like a proud and proud young man, but also dangerous and gloomy for no reason. He straightened up, his figure was tall and not He hummed coolly.

Qiao Zhuxing coughed lightly, glanced at Ranbai, and was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, Qing Jue's bewitching voice came out first. It sounded so good, and it was filled with an evil smile, a bit frivolous and a bit calm.

"Follow me." Qiyun looked at the person in front of her with a smile, her eyes were dark and unclear, she stretched out her hand to Ranbai, and issued a tender and romantic invitation. Such an unhurried and unhurried tone was very similar to He is a vampire aristocrat, and his elegant and cold darkness seduces the young girls in the world.

"Okay." The girl paused for a second, looking at the figure of Shen Di close in front of her and the young man's white fingers stretched out in the air. She responded with a half-smile and put her fingertips on the young man's hand. The black leather jacket matched the bold temperament, like a seductive fairy: "Mr."

Qiao Zhuxing: "..."

His face was slightly distorted.

This Mr. Song is really arrogant.

"In that case..." Qiao Zhuxing smiled instead of being angry, becoming more gentle and cunning: "Jiunai, arrange the room."

The robot boy who had been standing outside always stood there without any extra expression, as if he were in a dead and dry cold pool. His angelic and delicate and beautiful face was translucent and pale, like the color of snow.

There was no response for a while.

It looks like a dead machine.

Qiao Zhuxing couldn't help but look.

But in the next second, I heard Jiunai's cold voice, which seemed to be a bit mechanical, "Yes."

Jiunai stood at the door and made a gesture of invitation, polite and indifferent: "Please come with me."

Qiyun half-squinted her narrow eyes. There was an imperceptible light ice blue in the depths of her eyes, and there was a faint light blue light. He had no emotion, but unbuttoned the black windbreaker unhurriedly. , reflecting half of the cold light.

He took off his windbreaker and put it directly on Ranbai's body. Then he slowly and calmly buttoned the girl's clothes with his eyes lowered, covering the beautiful white waistline.

As he made such an action, Xie Ning's sharpness seemed to inadvertently bring out a bit of aristocratic tenderness, more like the moment when the devil spread its wings and chuckled, silently attracting people.

The windbreaker still retains the clean and light fragrance unique to young people. It is refreshing and pleasant, stained with the smell of mint and tobacco, lingering coldly.

Ranbai paused for a moment, then gently leaned into the young man's ear and said with a smile, "Maybe it would be better for you, sir, to carry me back."

Every word is gripping.

Qiyun's chip is getting hot.

The temperature on his ears was also very hot, and he couldn't calm down until the girl pulled away. He stood there for a while.

She was in a good mood after teasing the beauty. She walked forward, her eyebrows curved like a rose in the breeze, and looked at the young man standing there, "Sir, why don't you leave yet?"

it's a pity.

It would probably be more pleasant if the mask was taken off.

Qiyun's long eyelashes dropped in a seductive arc, and she glanced at Ranbai quietly, her eyes calmly filled with imperceptible emotions, and the ends of her eyes outlined a cold and demonic arc, "Let's go."

He responded calmly, his long legs were extremely straight, and he stepped forward until he came to the girl. His eyes seemed to have a subtle danger, bottomless and unpredictable, and underneath In one second, he made a sudden and elegant move.

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"Didn't I agree to carry you away?" Qi Yun easily bent over, with a handsome and ascetic aura, a bit aristocratic and sycophantic, and her long and perfect fingers went around the girl's legs and hugged her sideways. His movements were delicate and romantic, like a devil that bewitches people's hearts. His thin lips were close to the girl's ear and he whispered wildly and wantonly, "Why don't you leave first?"

With such a sudden movement and instantaneous leap into the air, his white fingers rested on the young man's cold and beautiful shoulder line, and his eyelashes blinked slightly.

Tsk.

Just a tease and it overturned.

However, Ranbai didn't mind and didn't bother to leave by himself. He said calmly, "Then Mr. Trouble will carry me away."

Qiyun lowered his eyes and glanced at her inexplicably, holding the girl in his arms like a cat in his arms. His voice was very low, only Ranbai could hear it, and he chuckled: "As you wish. "

Qiyun walked out of the box unhurriedly, nodded slightly to the young man, and said coldly, "Please lead the way."

Jiuna didn't look at it again and walked straight forward.

The girl had a slender figure, and the black trench coat looked particularly wide and loose on her body. She looked at the figure close at hand, feeling sorry for herself if she didn't do something. She supported the young man's shoulder line, and her indifferent lowered eyes covered her gentle eyes. , the thin and beautiful lips suddenly bit Qiyun's collarbone like a mischief.

The light force and slight trembling caused the young man who was walking forward indifferently to pause slightly, losing his rhythmic calmness.

The dim light in the corridor, the girl's hazy eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" Ranbai tilted his head, smiling as if he had never done anything: "Let's go."

Qiyun glanced at her with deep eyes, hugged the person in her arms tightly, and walked forward.

The girl's weight is very light. She feels light and weightless in my arms, which is amazing.

The dyed snow-white tiger teeth slightly pressed against the young man's delicate jade-like collarbone, grinding and leaving a small tooth mark, which was nasty and silent.

Qiyun remained silent, letting the girl's movements pass her by, the ice blue in her eyes swirling thickly, her steps still calm and calm, but her breathing had lost its frequency and was no longer cold.

He grabbed the girl's waist and used a slight force on his fingertips.

"Mr. Song, please rest here tonight." Jiunai stopped outside a room. He slightly looked away at Qiyun, his gray glass-like eyes staring calmly at the snow-white wall behind the young man. , "If you have anything to do, call me. I'll leave first. Mr. Song has been working hard, so please rest early."

He finished a long sentence mechanically, with a sense of business-like procedure. There was no pause during the period, and there was no emotion in his tone. Without waiting for the young man to respond, the young man left straight away, walking very quickly, in the dim light of the corridor. There was a slight loneliness in the scene, and the figure gradually disappeared.

Qiyun walked towards the room, then closed the door with her backhand, glanced at the girl silently, then directly pressed her against the door panel and kissed her.

Fierce yet gentle.

His hands were clasping the girl's waist, which was so thin that it seemed like it would break with just a little force. The black leather jacket and snow-white skin were particularly lustful.

Qiyun's eyes darkened, aggressive and dangerous.

Ranbai laughed softly, and said softly: "Sir." It was half a smile but not a smile: "Can you please explain?"