Bo Qichen's footsteps were very light and light, for fear of disturbing someone's rest.
His fingers had just touched her hair, when suddenly the person on the bed moved, and then someone moved his feet and threw the quilt on Bo Qichen's head.
The reflexive Bo Qichen reached out to block the quilt and threw it back on her, and then reached out and grabbed her arm tightly.
Press down to go.
Yan Yanqi scolded secretly, "In the middle of the night, the sneak attack stole the head of the little seventh master."
Bo Qichen: "" Seeing that she was a little restless, Bo Qichen stepped on her feet, turned over and shàngchuáng, and then leaned over to press him, holding down her quilt with both hands, making her unable to move.
"It's me."
Yan Yanqi, who was just about to resist, heard a familiar voice, her body suddenly stiffened, and she blinked, she was still a little confused.
The familiar breath approached, and Yan Yan Qi came back to his senses.
Bo Qichen propped himself up above her and spoke: "I don't sleep at night, I know I'm coming" He didn't know that she was so vigilant.
The corners of Yan Yanqi's mouth twitched, and he asked: "Seventh Master, when did you come back?"
where did she know that he was back.
She just heard the sound of the door opening, and then the wind blew in, and she knew that someone had come in, and the lights were not turned on.
Who knew it would be Bo Qichen.
She was a little surprised.
"Just came back."
As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand and touched her head, probably because he hadn't woken up, and Yan Yanqi hadn't reacted yet.
"Hiss" When she reacted, her scalp hurt slightly, her eyes widened, looking at a certain master on her body, her eyes were surprised. hair "Seventh Master, you" was just about to ask a question, but was interrupted by Bo Qichen.
"Nice hair, pull it out and take a look."
Yan Yan Qi: "Seventh Master, dare to ask if you can find a worse reason."
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Yanqi secretly pulled her hand out from under the quilt, intending to grab it, because she probably guessed why the seventh master pulled out her hair.
Unexpectedly, the seventh master had just come back from London, so he couldn't wait to pull her hair, because he knew that she had secretly changed her hair to settle the account.
"Don't move" Bo Qichen took out a free hand, and pressed his arm horizontally above her chest.
Suddenly, Yan Yanqi's body froze.
Because the support point is gone, one hand is above her chest, and the other hand is holding her hair, so Bo Qichen is now straddled Yan Yanqi's body, and his posture is indescribably ambiguous, no wonder Yan Yan Qi doesn't dare to move.
"Seventh Master, I have something to say."
When she said a word, her chest rose and fell, and Yan Yan Qi was already deliberately reducing the frequency of breathing, for fear that Qi Ye's hand would move down a little As long as the seventh master's hand moves down a little, then the stuffing will definitely be exposed Yan Yanqi swallowed his saliva gently, and he didn't dare to breathe, "Can you get up first?"
Bo Qichen raised his eyebrows, a little strange, and then pressed his body down another centimeter and asked, "What are you nervous about?"
The warm breath was spit out, mixed with the faint aroma of red wine, which made Yan Yanqi can't help but turn his head to dodge.
"That seventh master, if you were so flirtatious, you wouldn't be single now
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