To The Lovely You

Chapter 1171

"No, no, no, I want to see it! I especially want to see it!" Luo Xiaomei quickly changed his mouth. When she said this, she felt that her integrity had been broken to the ground.

"Really?" Ke Jingheng's face finally appeared a rare smile, held her tighter, and her heart beat violently.

"Uh huh!" Luo Xiaomei nodded his head hard. "Hurry up! If you want to show... Take off your clothes."

In the last few words, she spoke vaguely, and the volume became smaller and smaller.

"I... I want you to take it off for me." Ke Jingheng looked up at her and quickly lowered his eyes, "because you want to see."

Three black lines suddenly appeared on Luo xiaoberry's forehead: this guy, why is it so awkward tonight?

Well, anyway, her integrity has been broken. She doesn't care to break it again. Thinking of this, she had to harden her scalp, stretch out her small hand and, trembling, untie the first button on his pajamas.

Ke Jingheng looked at her hand slowly down on his chest. There was a fine light in his dark jade eyes.

Luo xiaoberry's hand came to the second button and the third button... With her action, Ke Jingheng's strong chest was completely exposed to the cool air.

Luo xiaoberry felt a little thirsty and his eyes dodged, but he couldn't help falling on his muscular lines. His figure is really good, so good that she has an impulse to spray nosebleed!

"Well, are you satisfied with what you see?" Ke Jingheng stared at her little red face and raised the corner of her lips with satisfaction, "continue to take off..."

"What, take it off?" Luo Xiaomei's heartbeat missed a few more beats and couldn't help swallowing.

"I still have the muscles on my arm, don't you see!" Ke Jingheng took her hand and faded his pajamas hanging on his shoulder bit by bit.

As the pajamas slipped, his strong arm appeared in front of Luo xiaoberry, and a strong masculinity rushed to his face.

"Look around, no money... You can touch it if you want." Ke Jingheng took her hand and gently put it on the bulge of her arm. "How about it? Does it feel particularly good?"

"Well, it's a little hard, like a stone." Rowe whispered as she touched it.

"So, this is the muscle." Ke Jingheng looked at her little hand kneading on his arm with satisfaction, and her beautiful eyes gradually darkened.

Just when he wanted to do something, Luo Xiaomei flustered and put his clothes back on his shoulder: "I... I'm finished, put them on quickly! Don't catch a cold!"

As she spoke, she turned her head, raised her chin and looked at the ceiling. God, she felt something hot and humid coming out of her nose

Fortunately, she remembers a trick: when you want to have a nosebleed, look up at the ceiling - so that the nosebleed won't come out.

Ke Jingheng put on his clothes with some dissatisfaction. He thought she would jump up and kiss himself: "Jingheng, you have a good figure. I like it very much."

But she didn't, and she didn't want to look at it at all - she'd rather look at the ceiling than him!

His heart was full of frustration and loss.

"Hurry up, are you dressed?" Luo xiaoberry felt his neck a little sour and hurried anxiously.

But before she could react, Ke Jingheng threw her down on the bed and eagerly kissed her lips.

"HMM..." Luo Xiaomei protested vaguely. The only thing in her heart was that she was lying - so her nose blood flowed back.