4448 The Perfect Match 1

The man stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Qingli around his waist.

"Fortunately, no, otherwise, this king will be unhappy."

"Go, go to my box."

Ye Qingli said lazily.

Then, the two of them cuddled with each other like this, and swaggered upstairs, leaving Rong Zhi there.

She was unconsciously there for a long time before she looked back at Chang Feng.

"Who is this……"

"Well."

Chang Feng wisely closed his mouth.

"Miss Rong, you'd better go to another box with me."

Chang Feng was sure that if anyone disturbed and shouted in the room at this time, they would definitely be thrown out by the tyrant.

Therefore, he still pretended to be transparent on the side.

The two quickly walked into the room, and then, Jun Aohan waved his sleeves directly, and the door closed immediately.

The two hugged each other tightly for almost an instant, and then sucked each other's lips greedily, as if to integrate themselves into each other's body.

From his extremely greedy actions, Ye Qingli could feel his strong attachment to his body...

This made her a little proud.

"But I haven't seen each other for two or three days. Do you want to be so enthusiastic?"

"To this king, one day's absence is like every three autumns..."

In her ear, Jun Aohan said very affectionately.

With his magnetic voice, this kind of love words that make every woman blush and heartbeat when they hear it.

From his mouth, it seemed so natural.

Anyway, the boxes of Rong's Auction House are very well sealed.

Except for one window, which is controlled by the owner of the box and can see the outside, the rest are completely sealed, no matter what they do inside, no one bothers.

Therefore, Ye Qingli disregarded her image and lay directly on the brocade couch, leaning against Jun Aohan's arms.

"I don't like this thing, take it off."

Ye Qingli raised her hand and took off the black scarf on Jun Aohan's face.

However, what was revealed was a very ordinary face.

"You still have this mask..."

Ye Qingli rubbed his face gently.

The mask is very closely combined with the face, delicate and smooth, and there is nothing unusual.

"of course."

Jun Aohan said solemnly.

"This is a mask made by my Qingli."

"This king has sworn that he will definitely protect Qingli for my family, so how can I not bring this thing when I come out?"

Ye Qingli couldn't help but let out a "puchi" and laughed.

"Do you think you are still the guy you used to be able to attract bees and butterflies everywhere?"

"You are now the famous young master of the Yun family."

"Except for a little white face, there is nothing to be commended."

Ye Qingli pinched Jun Aohan's cheek very evilly.

"Why don't you just follow this girl, let this girl take care of you, and in the future, you can eat and drink spicy food."

"I see, you girl, you are getting bolder now."

Jun Aohan domineeringly pushed Ye Qingli down under him.

"If you don't show the masculine dignity of this king, you will almost forget what this king's surname is..."

The two of them tumbled here for a long time until their clothes became messy. At this time, there was a loud noise outside.