Red plums reflect youth

Liu Qiaoyang quickly covered his chest, and said to Shopkeeper Bi, "It's okay, just a small injury. Mr. Bi, you go out first. I'll ask Ziqing to apply some medicine to me."

"Then hurry up, don't let the wound fester." Shopkeeper Bi said and got up to go out.While closing the door, he secretly sighed, unexpectedly he was injured, but he couldn't see the slightest clue from his expression just now, what a strong concentration.

When shopkeeper Bi went out, Ziqing hurried to Qiao Yang and asked nervously, "Where is the injury, let me see."

Qiao Yang pointed to his chest, showing a painful expression: "Here."

Ziqing hurriedly moved a stool, sat beside Qiao Yang, helped him untie his shirt, and complained as he untied it, "If the prince hadn't told me, wouldn't you have waited until the wound festered before you would tell me?"

As expected, it was Mu Chengyou... Liu Qiaoyang had a smile on his lips, and stared intently at Ziqing. Seeing his anxious and flustered appearance, and the tactile sensation brought by his cold fingers sliding over his skin, he couldn't help feeling a little restless in his heart.

Seeing his peaceful appearance, Ziqing couldn't help scolding him, "Since you dare not go to the medical clinic, at least someone will bring you some wound medicine. If it festers..."

Suddenly he couldn't continue speaking, and Ziqing's cheeks turned red.

There was no wound on the chest exposed by unbuttoning his shirt, only the firm and tight chest muscles with smooth lines, and the honey-like color shone like satin in the sun.

"You!..." Ziqing was furious over it, embarrassing and angry at the same time, she couldn't help turning her head to the side: "Hurry up and put on the clothes for me!"

Liu Qiaoyang grinned maliciously, took Ziqing's hand, and said aggrievedly: "You untied it... It's rare that Ziqing took the initiative."

Not all of you!And that Mu Chengyou! "Let go!" Ziqing said angrily while pulling her hand vigorously.Looking at Qiao Yang, there was a bit of shame and indignation in his eyes, but his face was like a hibiscus blooming.

Liu Qiaoyang held Ziqing's hand tightly with one hand, and made a deliberate silence with the other hand: "Shh, keep your voice down, you will hear it outside."

Ziqing calmed down after hearing the words, but she was so ashamed and indignant that she didn't know what to do. She blushed and stared at Qiao Yang coldly.

But I don't know... Liu Qiaoyang just likes his tone the most.There is a hint of stubborn coldness in the shame and indignation, just like a ray of refreshing summer breeze, which makes the heart lake into lines and the heartstrings are plucked.Moreover, what Liu Qiaoyang especially loves is that his own kisses and touches will gradually blur these cold eyes and make clear eyes gradually misty... Liu Qiaoyang will not tell Ziqing that when he is in love with her, At that time, how charming is it? It seems that there is a monster hidden in his handsome appearance, and it will only be revealed at that time, charming bones and souls.

Just thinking about it... makes me feel hot, and now... I want him.

The eyes that looked at Ziqing were full of lingering lust.Rubbing Ziqing's slender hand delicately, the smooth touch was suddenly mixed with a discordant coarse grain.When he looked down, he found a thread-like scab of blood on Ziqing's finger. "What's going on?" As he spoke, he put his finger in his mouth and licked it carefully. There was pity in his words, but temptation in his licking and biting movements. A pair of deep eyes stared at Ziqing. It was pity, but also desire. .

"It was accidentally scratched by a broken string." Ziqing had been in love several times, looking at Qiao Yang's eyes, how could he not know what he meant.It's just...this kind of thing...at this time...here...the long-standing view of shame made Ziqing blush so much that he could bleed.no……

Feeling Ziqing's resistance, Qiao Yang smiled, pulled Ziqing over and sat on him, licked and sucked that finger, just like sucking...

The cold fingers warmed up under his licking, it was just this feeling, as if... Ziqing suddenly remembered the scene of Wan'er licking her wound yesterday, her heart shrank suddenly, and she suddenly pulled her fingers back.

Qiao Yang froze for a moment, then looked at Ziqing, his face was already pale. "What's the matter?" Qiao Yang asked worriedly, thinking that something happened to him, his lust suddenly disappeared by half.

Ziqing shook her head: "No...it's nothing." I hope I'm thinking too much.

At this moment, there was a sudden cry outside the door.