Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Quan Jiuxi picked up the water beside him and drank it down in one gulp, finally suppressing the salty taste in his mouth.

Xiaoyi, a small ball, lay on the table, laughing so hard that he fell backwards. [Hahaha, sir, you have come to this day too?]

The villain did a great job!

Quan Jiuxi glanced at Xiaoyi coldly, "Are you two going to heaven today?"

That icy gaze seemed to freeze Xiaoyi. He shuddered in fear and immediately put away his smile. "Sir, you should educate Qi Yuan properly. The child is probably ignorant because he hasn't been spanked enough!"

Quan Jiuxi looked at the table full of food in confusion. Was what she said just now wrong?

After a long time, she sighed, picked up the chopsticks and picked up her favorite chicken leg.

Quan Jiuxi's eyes lit up. Delicious! The taste is normal!

She took a satisfying bite, and the tender and juicy chicken spread a wonderful taste in her mouth.

It seems that the little villain is not so naughty after all?

Then I'll forgive him for the sake of this meal.

The sunlight shines through the window onto the dining table, adding a touch of warmth to the scene.

Quan Jiuxi continued to taste the food and his mood gradually improved.

After eating, Quan Jiuxi collapsed comfortably on the sofa, as if he had no bones. His eyes were empty and he just stared blankly, letting the food slowly digest.

Only when he felt much better in his stomach did Quan Jiuxi slowly stand up and walk towards Qi Yuan's room.

It's a shame to waste such delicious food.

If one day Qi Yuan can no longer make it in the entertainment industry, he will definitely become a great chef!

Quan Jiuxi came to the door, raised his hand and knocked on Qi Yuan's door, but there was no sound for a long time.

She frowned slightly. Could he have fallen asleep?

Just as I was about to continue knocking, the door of the room creaked open.

Quan Jiuxi's gaze paused slightly. Qi Yuan was only wrapped in a bath towel, with water still dripping from his hair. Crystal water beads slowly slid down his well-defined muscles, which were slightly pink because he had just taken a shower. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his six tight abdominal muscles were as obvious as sculptures.

The slightly upturned corners of her eyes reveal a hint of unintentional charm, and her thin lips are lightly pursed.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Quan Jiuxi looked away and said calmly, "I'm here to call you down for dinner."

Qi Yuan's expression darkened, and he looked at her with a sticky, wet, and hot gaze. "Sister, please come in and wait for me. I'll get dressed."

Quan Jiuxi thought about it and realized that the weather was getting colder, so he walked in.

Qi Yuan's face was a little gloomy. The woman in front of him always had an attitude of being untainted by the world.

No matter how many times I see her, I can't help but pull her down from the altar and trap her in her own abyss forever.

The man licked his lips, a wicked smile on his face, a hint of evil in his smile.

Quan Jiuxi had just walked to the bed, and before he could react, his waist was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand.

She screamed, lost her balance instantly, and fell directly into Qi Yuan's warm and water-droplet-filled arms.

She whispered, "Pray..."

Before Qi Yuan's name was fully uttered, he was swallowed up by a fierce kiss.

Qi Yuan's eyes were filled with aggression, as if burning with raging fire, ready to burn her to ashes.

His lips pressed tightly against hers, their lips and teeth rubbing against each other fiercely, leaving the person in his arms no room to breathe.

Quan Jiuxi only felt difficulty breathing, his mind went blank, and he subconsciously wanted to struggle.

She felt a rusty taste on her lips and twisted her body uncomfortably.

Qi Yuan's body stiffened slightly, and he mercifully released her lips.

However, his enthusiasm did not stop there. Instead, he moved down and placed a passionate kiss on her collarbone.

Quan Jiuxi's eyes darkened, "Qi Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

A sharp sting came from the collarbone, leaving a conspicuous ambiguous mark.

Qi Yuan hugged her tightly, his breath whispering in her ears, holding her hand, "Sister, don't you understand?"

Of course Quan Jiuxi knew it. She was not a fool. She had lived for tens of thousands of years. How could she not understand this?

"Of course I understand, but kissing is one thing, why bite someone?"

For some reason, she now hated the sight of blood.

Qi Yuan's breathing stagnated and he lowered his eyes to look at her. There was no desire for passion in Quan Jiuxi's eyes. Instead, there seemed to be only tolerance for him, no, even indulgence.

I don't know the reason, but... it's enough.

Qi Yuan's bony hands rubbed the soft flesh on her waist, his voice low and hoarse, "Sister, do you want to do it?"