Chapter 197 Good Baby

Under the cold incandescent lights of the airport, people were coming and going, and orcs and humans were gathered everywhere.

Jiang Mian raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Ci.

Under the young man's purple hair, a pair of purple-gold eyes flashed with a beautiful light like sand, but at this moment his thin eyelids were half drooped, and his beautiful and gentle face was radiant but also stained with a look of sadness and grievance.

It's like a beautiful and gorgeous flower that is destroyed by heavy rain and becomes scattered and fragile.

His sadness was evident on his face, and his gaze fell quietly on her again, unable to look away. The expression in his eyes was unconcealed, waiting for her to pick up the petals of his hurt and sad emotions one by one and take good care of them.

Jiang Mian curved her eyes slightly, stretched out her soft and white hands to hold his cheeks, and Zhao Ci lowered his head slightly and put his cheek against her palms. His pair of soft and beautiful eyes seemed fragile and hurt, half-closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Okay, do you know why I brought you here?" Jiang Mian blinked his dark and soft eyes slightly.

Zhao Ci raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her, pursing his plump, beautiful, bright red lips and then straightening them slightly.

Why did she bring him here? Wasn't it because her friend liked him? So she brought him here to send her friend off and make her friend happy, wasn't that right?

"I don't want to know." Zhao Ci closed his eyes, his tone muffled and somewhat angry.

"I brought you here to show off to her," Jiang Mian said righteously. "Didn't she have a crush on you before? I deliberately let her see you but couldn't have you. Who else can have such a beautiful Zhao Ci? Only I can have her! Let her envy me!"

Zhao Ci's eyes flickered slightly when he heard Jiang Mian's words, and then he lifted his eyelids slightly and looked at her. His slender palm covered the back of her left hand that was holding his cheek, staring at her and speaking softly, his voice soft and rippling: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Jiang Mian nodded seriously.

Anyway, even if it is false, you have to make it sound true.

Jiang Mian's pair of soft black eyes always look particularly sincere.

Zhao Ci knew that she was trying to make black into white again, and she said it so nicely, but she was so serious and sincere even when she was fooling him. As long as she was serious and sincere, it meant that she had him in her heart.

One is seriously making up stories, and the other one clearly knows that she is making up stories, but still covers his eyes and pretends not to see, and believes her stories.

"Then I believe it." Zhao Ci tilted his head slightly and kissed her soft palm.

"Baby Zhao Ci, you'd better be good." Jiang Mian threw herself into his arms.

"Then choose me to sleep with you tonight." Zhao Ci hugged her, lowered his eyes and spoke softly.

"Yeah, I'll sleep with baby Zhao Ci tonight." Jiang Mian reached into his clothes and quickly touched the abdominal muscles around his waist.

That layer of muscles tensed slightly and trembled.

Zhao Ci's cheeks flushed slightly, and his fingers, which were holding Jiang Mian, stiffened for a moment. There were so many people at the airport...

He thought Jiang Mian was going to reach out somewhere else.

"There is someone here..." Zhao Ci's voice was trembling and hoarse, as if he wanted to stop Jiang Mian's actions.

But he only stopped her verbally, without moving his hands.

However, Jiang Mian quickly touched his abdominal muscles and left. He was not trying to explore other places, but to withdraw his hand from under the hem of his clothes.

"Of course, I'm not a pervert. There are so many people here, I can just touch his abs casually." Jiang Mian said as a matter of course, looking at Zhao Ci, "What are you looking at? Is it not okay to touch his abs?"

Her hand left him, and he began to feel lost again.

Zhao Ci's eyes flickered slightly, his eyelids half closed, and he would not admit that he had misunderstood.

He didn't explain.

"Shall we go back to the hovercar?" Zhao Ci held Jiang Mian slightly closer to him, "Let's touch each other properly in the hovercar, okay?"

Jiang Mian understood the hidden meaning.

On the way back to Baicheng from Moshi City, the memory of having sex in the car came to my mind.

Then her cheeks slowly turned red.

"Well, isn't this a bad idea?" Jiang Mian refused modestly.

"Then Zhao Ci, please." Zhao Ci leaned his head close to her ear and spoke softly, "Okay?"

Jiang Mian walked down the stairs, "Okay, okay."

Zhao Ci curled his lips and smiled, his voice soft and flattering: "Mianmian is so good, I like it the most."

Jiang Mian took his hand and walked out of the airport. She curled her lips slightly, but still said: "Otherwise, but I like it the most. Is there anyone else I like?"

"I just like to sleep." Zhao Ci added with a smile.

Jiang Mian was extremely happy, with a smile on his face: "Well, you are a very sensible and good boy."

"Well, Zhao Ci is Mian Mian's good boy." Zhao Ci held her fingers, gently pressing and tapping the back of her hand with his fingers, with a tender and affectionate look.

The suspended car flies automatically in the air, the fog is filled and the light is ambiguous and hazy.

"Aren't you going to turn on the lights?" Jiang Mian couldn't see clearly. Sometimes when the light outside was bright, he could vaguely see Zhao Ci's beautiful jawline.

She sat on his lap, her eyes unable to see clearly in the darkness, but her other senses became sensitive.

As an orc, Zhao Ci could see clearly the girl's beautiful outline and confused expression.

He gently pinched the girl's chin and kissed her gently, like a butterfly kissing the water, his voice soft and husky: "It will feel better this way, won't it?"

The soft touch on her lips indeed made her focus more on other sensations.

"Hmm..." Jiang Mian responded softly and started kissing Zhao Ci.

"Mianmian, touch me." Zhao Ci smiled softly.

"Let me see." Jiang Mian groped for his butterfly wings.

But her hand was held, and Zhao Ci said softly: "Mian Mian can't see, so Zhao Ci will act as Mian Mian's eyes."

Zhao Ci took her hand but not to the butterfly wings on her back, but to another place.

First the abdominal muscles, then slowly move down.

The purple-gold light of the butterfly's wings can be vaguely seen in the dark night, and the glitter of quicksand can be vaguely seen flowing.

The fragrance of the powdery flowers and fruits filled her nose, so rich that it enveloped her whole body.

Jiang Mian seemed to be intoxicated by the atmosphere of flowers and fruits.

"Mianmian, I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

…

The hovering car crossed the night sky, and the dim light passed through the window, instantly illuminating the girl's delicate, rosy, sweat-stained face.

There are also the young man's plump, rosy and extremely sexy lips slightly open, and the bright red tip of his tongue can be vaguely seen between his white teeth. His beautiful, extremely red and soft lips are slightly open, and a sexy voice overflows from his lips.

The air was filled with the smell of a burning heartbeat.

The sound of my heartbeat was like the beating of a drum.

Love is unrestrained and affection is even stronger.

(End of this chapter)