Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Why do you look so cool but have such a pitiful expression?

It makes it impossible for people to be cruel.

Cen Cen surrendered at the speed of light.

"Okay... okay... considering you... anyway, I'll barely give you a passing grade, but this young master is very dissatisfied with your kissing skills. You're so bad, you know that! My tongue is numb. Don't do that again!"

He loosened his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then perfunctorily rubbed Huo Yan's red face.

There was a hint of guilt in his eyes, as if he was saying, I didn't use much force, so why did I get pinched so red?

Huo Yan's heart was filled with sweetness and softness. He was almost melted by his appearance. He turned his head and kissed his fingers.

Si Cen is like that little guy who always wants to maintain a dominant position but is defeated every time. He can neither hide nor not hide, and can only express his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

"How can you be so... shameless!"

Huo Yan: "My skills are not good. That's because I have no experience and lack of practice."

Si Cen froze a little when he saw the danger gradually gathering in Huo Yan's eyes.

"Then I can only ask my husband Cen Cen to give me more guidance and practice with me."

It turns out that the abacus beads have already collapsed onto my face!

He was not given any time to speak at all. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was caught in a new round of attack.

Not to mention that Si Cen is essentially a succubus, even if he was a healthy and normal young man, he could not withstand such teasing several times.

So that before I knew it, I had changed my position, before I knew it, my clothes were pulled out, before I knew it...

Si Cen collapsed into someone's arms like a stranded fish, his limbs weak.

They were sitting under the shade of a tree, and the sun had already moved a lot in the sky.

Huo Yan sat quietly on the leather sofa, one hand gently stroking Si Cen's back, calming his overly disordered breathing and rapid heartbeat.

The other hand had just been washed with water created by supernatural powers and had not yet been dried.

The water flowed along the veins on the back of his hand, through the gaps between his fingers, into his palm, and then condensed into drops at his fingertips, falling...

Si Cen stared at the hand and the water on it with his eyes wide open, and his face became redder the more he looked.

Didn’t you just agree to give up your status as a suitor and enter the probation period of being a boyfriend?

Aren't we discussing kissing skills?

When did the car get on the highway?

Ah, but...it is indeed quite comfortable.

Never mind, just let him go.

It was at this moment that I couldn't look directly at this hand.

Obviously, it was nothing special, just a normal scene of washing hands without drying them, but Si Cen could replace it with the scene before washing hands with just one click...

Too astringent!

Her breathing quickened for a moment, and Cen Cen, whose ears turned red, avoided shyly, but at the same time, she felt a little tempted.

The emotions on his face were so easy to understand, Huo Yan saw it clearly.

Although he was still "uncomfortable", his heart was filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

And today's level has actually exceeded his expectations.

Huo Yan didn't originally want it to happen so quickly. In his heart, he cherished Si Cen very much.

Sure enough, I was still quite upset by what happened today.

Especially when he thought of the way Gu Tianlin's eyes were glued to Cen Cen from beginning to end, Huo Yan felt uncontrollable evil in his heart.

He deliberately controlled her in a subtle way, and his behavior of forcing Cen Cen to "beg" him before he would get what she wanted... was indeed a bit bad.

I hope that Cen Cen was already dizzy by then and didn’t remember the details.

Huo Yan saw that his hands were clean, so he raised his hand and was about to tidy up Si Cen's clothes and take him into the house, but his arm was grabbed by the backhand.

Huo Yan: "Well, sweetie?"

Si Cen seemed a little ashamed of this title, but... he had responded to this title many times when he was enjoying himself just now, so it seemed like hindsight to care about it now.

Si Cen ignored the fact that his ears were numbed by Huo Yan's tone, address and gaze. He was too embarrassed to look at Huo Yan, so he lowered his head and only dared to stare at the area below his eyes. He stammered, "You don't...?"

It took Huo Yan a while to realize what Si Cen meant. He felt sore in his heart for a moment. He raised his hand and hugged the child who was still shy but trying to pretend to be calm into his arms.

"Need not."

You can actually tell his current state from the sound.

What's more, I was so close to him that I couldn't hide anything about my condition.

Si Cen struggled to look up, supporting his shoulders with both hands and looking at him, "Why? I can help you too!"

At this moment, the young master's "unwilling to admit defeat" temper emerged again, and his expression looked a little unhappy.

It was as if Huo Yan's refusal was a sign of contempt for him.

Huo Yan kissed the tip of his nose soothingly, and as he suddenly felt warmed by the stroke of his fur, the corners of his lips curved slightly and he whispered something.

Si Cen froze at first, then got up in anger and said, "Then I'll suffocate you to death, you stinky hooligan!"

After saying that, as if he was still not satisfied, he stomped on him hard, then turned around and rushed towards the room.

Huo Yan did not get up to chase him, but when he saw that he tripped again halfway through his run, he almost stood up to chase him.

But he quickly stood firm, and then Si Cen, as if sensing something, turned his head and glared at him fiercely, obviously warning him not to come over.

Huo Yan did not move and watched Si Cen's figure disappear.

The tenderness that was almost overflowing in his eyes gradually subsided, and he just sat there leaning against the shade of the tree without moving, just like he had done countless times in the past few nights, deliberately mobilizing the ice-based energy in his body.

But this time it seems that this method has failed.

After all, no matter how restless he was before, it was all just his imagination.

Today's stimulus is not just imagination.

Huo Yan sighed helplessly and raised his hand after a while.

Washed, now clean and dry.

However, he still couldn't help it. He put his fingers to his lips and flicked them with the tip of his tongue.

Si Cen, who was hiding by the door and observing secretly, witnessed this scene and hit his head against the door frame with a loud "bang".

Huo Yan's expression changed slightly. He looked over and chuckled after a moment.

"I won't be able to control myself. By then, not only will my hands be damaged, but anything else will be damaged too."

That’s what Huo Yan said when Si Cen said he wanted to help him.

These words came from the heart, and were spoken with genuine concern for Cen Cen and for his own good.

Unexpectedly, this made him angry again.

Oh, maybe Cen Cen felt that I was implying that he was being quick, so she got angry.

Huo Yan raised his hand, covered his eyes with his arm, and remained motionless.

At least not today.

Cen Cen had been on the road for several days and had just returned, and she hadn’t taken him to check on her health yet.

And Huo Yan knows himself even better.

It's more than just a simple "can't control it".

You still need to raise it a little more, and raise it well, and make it fatter.

The waist is so thin and small.

He was even afraid of wearing it.