Luo Qingxin's palm seemed to be burned by flames. She could no longer tell what was the feeling of the tentacles. She was so panicked and confused that she almost jumped up.&1t;/p>

But Duanmu Beiyao couldn't let her jump away at all. His kiss followed, and she kissed her until her whole body was soft, her breath was unstable, her eyes were blurred, and she didn't know where she was.&1t;/p>

Luo Qingxin was almost weeping. His hands were wrapped in her hands. Her hands were forced to wrap somewhere in him. The moment Duanmu Beiyao's body touched her hands, his expression became very strange, as if painful, and also refreshing. His voice was filled with anxiety and unbearable, pain and tolerance, and he was lying in her ears, as if asking for mercy, as if murmur: "Lolo, move..."&1t;/p>

Luo Qingxin felt that she had never experienced such embarrassing and shy things in her life. All the heat in her body turned into the scorching heat on her face, as if she was about to burn.&1t;/p>

Her heart was pounding like a drumbeat.&1t;/p>

She was at a loss.&1t;/p>

However, looking at Duanmu Beiyao's painful and enduring look, she felt a little unbearable.&1t;/p>

In this world, a man is eighteen years old and a woman is fifteen years old and a hairpin means that she has grown up and can get married. Now, Duanmu Beiyao is twenty-two, and her body is almost eighteen.&1t;/p>

The two have not met for a long time. After meeting, his enthusiasm has melted everything. It seems normal to have this need.&1t;/p>

Besides, he didn't force her to give him a wedding chamber at this time, but seeing that he was in such pain, shouldn't she... help him?&1t;/p>

Since you have given your heart to him, why should you be pretentious?&1t;/p>

Luo Qingxin kept doing psychological construction for himself. After mustering up countless courage, he finally started to help him as Duanmu Beiyao wished.&1t;/p>

Duanmu Beiyao felt so happy that he was about to reach the top of the clouds. Such happiness and such soul-suffering feelings made his whole heart full.&1t;/p>

He let go of her hand, felt her tenderness, and looked at Luo Qingxin who dared not look at him. She was so ashamed, but she didn't want him to feel uncomfortable and helped him. What regrets does she have to do this for him?&1t;/p>

He wants to end the war quickly and stay with her day and night!&1t;/p>

However, this idea just passed by a little, because he had no time to think about it.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

Luo Qingxin felt her hands were sore. She originally thought it was easy to help him, but who knew that this group was only half an hour.&1t;/p>

At the end, he looked at her satisfied and smiled, but she was ashamed, embarrassed and helpless as she glared at him fiercely and walked to the basin of water on the set next to clean her hands.&1t;/p>

She thought she was so crazy, how could she really help him as he wished?&1t;/p>

Died in embarrassment!&1t;/p>

Duanmu Beiyao walked over, took the soft silk handkerchief, gently wiped the water droplets on her hands, leaned close to her, bit her ear, and laughed in a low voice: "Lolo, am I not a soft-legged shrimp, right?"&1t;/p>

Luo Qingxin: “…”&1t;/p>

She finally understood that it was because of the reason why she was tired of this. Did those bastards make trouble for her? Besides, who told him that the soft-legged shrimp meant this?&1t;/p>

Meng Yang and others were doing frog jumps and push-ups honestly, but fortunately they have become accustomed to this high-intensity body training method these days.&1t;/p>

Finally, the push-ups were finished and the frog jumped too. Meng Yang took a deep breath.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!