Girls' dormitory.

After Qin Xin said good night to Jing Zhichen, he closed the screen of his phone directly.

She stretched her arms slightly, stretched her muscles and veins, turned her neck, put away the information, and pulled her to bed.

What a big thing, I'll talk about tomorrow.

The lights in the dormitory were turned off, and the moonlight outside the window was like water.

After a while, only a symmetrical breathing sound remained in the room, one after another.

The window suddenly moved and opened a slit.

The cool wind gushed into the room.

Under the moonlight, a shadow of moonlight slowly passed.

Qin Xin's gauze tent was gently tilted, and the white shadow sank into the gauze tent.

In a small space.

The man sat beside her bed, making the small windows in the dormitory look particularly cramped.

Nalan Yejue sighed lightly, and his big hand couldn't help but reach to her forehead to smooth out her frowns in her sleep.

At a young age, I have so many worries.

Little wife, can’t these things be done for you?

He looked through the information he had not finished reading by her pillow. The twelve elders, his clues also stopped here, and was planning to continue spying tonight.

Unexpectedly, the little lady was moving quickly. Not only did she contact the famous private spies in the city, but she also personally got the image ambassador, which was the easiest to get close to the identity of the twelve elders.

Which woman in the world can be as good as her, with a grace that is not inferior to a man?

After staring for a while, he pulled the quilt for her, covering her exposed little shoulder.

Just as she was about to pull away her big hand, she suddenly turned over and pressed his big hand under her shoulder.

Even his body couldn't help but overwhelm her.

This is just a moment.

However, Nalan Yejue felt that the whole air had solidified, as long as a century.

His breathing gradually became heavier, and he could even hear his heartbeat, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.

I had a kind of expectation and desire in my heart and began to get ready.

He had a strong thought, to press her to the bed... and acted recklessly.

This thought that tortured him gradually made cold sweat fall on his forehead.

Oops.

His condition has not yet recovered and may relapse due to contact with a woman at any time.

If he can't control himself and hurt her, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Nalan Yejue held his breath, used all his willpower, and slowly pulled back his arm.

He must leave immediately.

Otherwise, even if you look at her and smell her breath, it will cause him to collapse and his willpower will collapse in an instant.

He stood up.

Step by step to the window.

After all, I couldn't help it, so I turned around and suddenly lifted the gauze curtain, leaned over and grabbed her head, and printed a kiss on her forehead.

Still not satisfied.

He leaned over again and kissed his lips a little deeper, quite unrestrained, crazy, and let go.

Then he pulled away in disappointment and walked towards the window quickly...

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The next morning.

Qin Xin got up and touched her lips, and she always felt a little swollen.

She said to herself: "Did you eat any allergic food in the city yesterday?"

Xiao Dongju: "...Master, it may not be allergic, but because he 'eat' too hard."

Xiao Jiangshe: "...Master, it's really allergic, it's such a big allergen."

Very handsome allergen.

Although they cannot feel the breath of supernatural powers, they have a special aura that makes them both so pressed and unable to move.

Fortunately, the man just wanted to kiss his master.

And it doesn't look bad.
Chapter completed!