Chapter 570 Itchy, Don't Touch It.

He held her hand and stretched it to her waist...

Because Huan Qingyan wore the purple cloud-patterned waist protector, it was difficult for his hands to touch it in. Through the purple cloud gauze, he rubbed it lightly, and the temperature and atmosphere suddenly rose.

Huan turned his face away, "Itchy, don't touch it."

"Where is it itching? Here? Here?" Jimo Ya's big hand was on her lower abdomen, lighting fire here and there.

The thin breath sprayed on her neck, sweet and alluring, Huan Qingyan swallowed subconsciously.

Woooooo, she must have been poisoned by love, she has not been touched by him a few times, her body is soft and tender, and she is drooling like a nympho...

Followed his words like a ghost, and replied, "Everywhere is itchy..."

Ahhhhh! This is definitely not what she said, this is definitely the reason why she was poisoned by the snake's love poison.

The smile on the corners of Jimo Ya's lips deepened, "It's honest, I like it very much, and I will help you."

"Hey!" Huan Qingyan's ears were red.

Huan Qingyan only felt that her body was hanging in the air, and Jimo Ya's hands holding her loosened, but she didn't fall down, just like this hanging in the air in front of Jimo Ya, within reach.

Indescribably detached and magical.

Jimo Ya was like appreciating a work of art, touching Huan Qingyan from the beginning to the end, his expression was still calm and clear, "My husband will check it for you, is it itchy here?"

His big hand was touching the high and soft part of her chest...

Huan Qingyan couldn't help humming, her body curled up, "Hey, you stinky..."

The word "rogue" didn't come out, his lips lowered, and they had already touched her lips, blocking her final sound.

Don't let her talk.

His other hand had already parted her skirt, poked under her body, and said vaguely, "Maybe it's itching here?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." she was about to shed tears.

Stinky hooligan, stinky hooligan... Bully the stinky person!

But he didn't have the strength to resist, he was as soft as if he had no bones, and his mouth was still blocked by him, preventing him from speaking...

It only stopped for a few days, and he was going to eat her again.

Huan Qingyan originally stretched out the hand on his chest, trying to push away his restraint, but it was very powerless, it didn't seem to be a refusal, but rather a refusal to welcome, attracting him to keep sinking.

The lower legs were clamped tightly to prevent his fingers from getting in, but Jimo Ya suddenly let go of her lips and bit her earlobe, which hurt her so much that she screamed and her body trembled .

Next let him take advantage of it.

It was already wet and slippery, and Jimo Ya's chuckle came, "Little thing, I haven't touched it for a few days, miss me so much?"

Get out!

I miss you!

Young Master Ya, you are a hungry wolf!

"I don't want to, I don't want to..." Huan Qingyan resolutely refused to admit it.

At this time, her phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, her cheeks are flushed, she is intoxicated, her body is light and soft, as soft as boneless, exquisite and exquisite, like the best delicious food waiting for you to taste.

Jimo Ya looked at the dark eyes, and there were two clusters of flames in the depths of the darkness.

There was still a smirk on the corner of her mouth, and her fingers moved inside her, "I really don't want to?"

Those who know the current affairs with a phantom face are heroes, and they are captured by hooligans, and they can't do without admitting defeat, "I think. Woooooo..."

After such a short time, both of them had abnormal heartbeats and their bodies felt hot.

Suddenly, a soft blanket appeared under Huan Qingyan's body, and Huan Qingyan was placed horizontally on it...