Feng Qingyue curled up in the quilt. She rubbed her slightly hot little face and let out a sharp roar in her heart.
Woo woo woo...
So embarrassing...
Looking at the mass, Ji Yuan chuckled. He strode to the bedside, and with his slender and powerful hands, he easily pulled the little girl's head out.
Looking at the little girl's rosy cheeks and her eyes filled with autumn water, Ji Yuan's heart softened. He reached out and poked the little girl's soft face, speaking in a gentle tone:
"Rest a little longer? I'll go prepare breakfast."
After saying that, the man considerately straightened the quilt for her, then turned and walked out.
Hearing the sound of the door being closed gently, Feng Qingyue took a small breath. She slowly climbed out of the bed, staring at the door handle, not knowing what she was thinking.
The air was filled with the unique scent of Jiyuan. Feng Qingyue felt as if she was being held directly in the man's arms, and her nose was filled with his clear and pleasant scent.
After letting her little head go blank for a while, Feng Qingyue suddenly sighed. She lay back on the big bed, her delicate brows tightly furrowed.
“ε=(′ο｀*))) Ugh, I’m so fed up. I’m so fed up.”
As if to vent her anger, Feng Qingyue sat up again. She gathered the quilt and took out a bag of blood from her spiritual space.
The small fangs bit the packaging fiercely, and Feng Qingyue's little face looked a little wrinkled because of the force.
After biting open the packaging, Feng Qingyue drank the blood inside in small sips.
It was obviously a great thing, but Feng Qingyue had a droopy face.
After barely finishing a bag of blood, Feng Qingyue smacked her lips and sighed deeply.
What should I do...
Ever since I drank Jiyuan's blood, no other blood has any flavor to it...
I can't leave him...
When Ji Yuan pushed open the door and walked in with breakfast, he saw the little girl looking distressed.
The petite girl sat on his bed, the quilt pulled aside, her slender waist faintly revealed in her movements, like an ancient seductive fairy, tempting people to commit crimes.
Taking a deep breath, Ji Yuan took a long step forward. He walked to the table in the room and gently placed breakfast on it.
"Come to eat."
Feng Qingyue looked at the series of actions of the handsome man in front of her. Her brain had not yet reacted. She sat on the bed in a daze, her beautiful eyes blinking.
Ji Yuan looked at the little girl's clumsy appearance and laughed in his heart. He walked to the bed and squatted down, looking at the little girl intently with his dark red eyes:
"Since you are a master of the ocean, I prepared some seafood porridge. Would you like some?"
Feng Qingyue's gaze fell on the man's handsome face. She tilted her head, as if she was carefully looking at the man's appearance.
Because Ji Yuan was squatting beside the bed, he was a bit shorter than Feng Qingyue at this time.
The man looked up at the girl sitting on the bed with gentle love in his eyes, and the beautiful girl on the bed happened to look down at him.
The sunlight slipped in through the window, filling the room with golden spots of light. The man's figure seemed to melt into the sunlight, the edges blurred, his black hair was shrouded in the sunlight, and his whole temperament suddenly softened.
Feng Qingyue lowered her head, her long golden hair falling naturally along her cheeks, with a few strands resting on Ji Yuan's shoulders. When the two looked at each other, there seemed to be a flash of fire. It was a kind of soul connection, a tacit understanding of mutual choice.
The atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant.
Even the sunlight outside the house became brighter, as if it wanted to witness the moment when love was spoken out.
Ji Yuan looked at the little girl in front of him with tender and affectionate eyes. His gaze moved away from the girl's beautiful and clean eyes, along her pretty and small nose, all the way to her pink lips.
The moist and plump red lips are like a ripe fruit, exuding an alluring fragrance, waiting to be picked by the right person.
The little girl seemed a little nervous, and her little tongue stuck out from time to time to lick her lips.
Looking at the flexible and small tongue, the man's sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Ji Yuan felt dry mouth and hot all over.
Feng Qingyue lowered her eyes and looked at the handsome man in front of her. She read deep emotions in the man's eyes.
The sweet smell of passion in the air became stronger and stronger. Feng Qingyue's eyes were a little confused. She couldn't help but lick her lips with her tongue, and her fair little hand slowly rested on the man's shoulder.
The little girl followed her heart and propped herself up with the support of her hands. She knelt on the bed and slowly approached Jiyuan.
Ji Yuan felt the sudden force on his shoulders. Without thinking, he put his hands on the girl's slender and soft waist to protect her and prevent her from falling.
The temperature was transmitted through the thin cloth, and Ji Yuan's hand moved subconsciously, caressing the soft flesh under his hand through the cloth.
A gentle breeze brushed across Ji Yuan's face. Looking at the little face so close to him, Ji Yuan froze.
The little girl in front of him was so close that Ji Yuan could even feel the airflow from her light breathing on his face, which made him feel itchy and made his heart tremble.
Feng Qingyue looked at the handsome face that was enlarged in front of her, and her gaze moved from the man's high nose bridge all the way down to the man's sexy thin lips.
She licked her lips, took her hands off the man's shoulders, placed them on his cheeks, and held the man's face.
The slightly cold touch allowed Ji Yuan to see the situation clearly.
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