High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 2322 You look good, the best
After Lan Yan finished washing, she stretched out her hand, and just as the sliding door opened, a hand stretched across.

Lan Yan's eyes sharpened immediately, and she stretched out her hand subconsciously. Qianqian's slender hands looked weak, but in fact they were extremely powerful, and she pulled the other party sideways with almost no effort, and her arms were turned upside down.

The next step is to prepare for a shoulder throw!

But at this moment, a familiar voice came from my ear: "Stop...Girlfriend, are you committing murder?"

Lan Yan's sharp eyes paused for a moment.

A few seconds later, she let go of her hand, and looking back, she saw Qiao Yicheng rubbing her shoulders, the expression on her face was quite subtle.

Lan Yan frowned slightly, and the expression on her face was a bit indescribable.

"what are you doing?"

She asked in a calm voice.

Qiao Yicheng raised his eyebrows.

doing what?
He didn't answer Lan Yan. After Lan Yan showed her doubts, before she opened her mouth, she suddenly raised her hand and pushed the person against the sliding door of the half-open bathroom behind her, trapping the person directly between his two arms. between--

Coincidentally, the place where Lan Yan was pushed was just the armrest of the sliding door.

Unprepared and unprepared, Lan Yan felt a pain in her lower back, and her facial features, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, changed accordingly.

It's a pity that Qiao Yicheng didn't know.

The opponent has already planned to display his big plan.

Trapped in front of him, he lowered his voice and leaned over: "Do I look good?"

Lan Yan still vaguely remembered what this person said not long ago, and wanted to use the routine to go back to Qiao's house with him.

It is said that the same trick will not be used a second time, why is Qiao Yicheng still playing the same trick today?

She moved herself, avoiding the armrest, and looked up at the handsome face in front of her that was magnified several times: "Don't make trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Qiao Yicheng was almost amused, he tried his best to keep a serious face and said, "Answer me."

Lan Yan seemed to sigh, and after a few seconds, she seemed to be doing some psychological construction for herself. After a few seconds, she finally opened her mouth, but she said like coaxing a child: "Well, you look good, the best nice."

"I……"

This perfunctory tone should not be too obvious.

Qiao Yicheng was almost defeated, he took a breath and continued: "Then am I handsome?"

"Well, you are the most handsome."

"How do you like it?"

"favorite."

"Then..." Qiao Yicheng paused after saying this.

Lan Yan lowered her eyes slightly, is it going to end?
But actually, no.

This is just the beginning.

Because Qiao Yicheng's routine has changed.

He said, "Then...do you want to try?"

Lan Yan paused and raised her eyes: "Try... what?"

Qiao Yicheng pursed his lower lip, maybe he felt that the plan was not very good, but once the real guns played in the field, he suddenly found it difficult to speak.

He paused for a few more seconds, and did a lot of mental construction for himself, then suddenly raised his hand and unbuttoned the first button of his collar.

Lan Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

Qiao Yicheng rested his fingertips on the second button: "Feeling before marriage, bridal chamber wedding."

Lan Yan: "..."

No matter how slow she was to the blankness of her feelings, what Qiao Yicheng said was so clear, how could Lan Yan still not understand?

She froze even her fingertips, her brows and eyes paused and her thin lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what she wanted to say, so she didn't speak in the end.

But Qiao Yicheng discovered keenly that the tips of Lan Yan's ears were red...

(End of this chapter)