Variety show: CP with the villain actor group after divorce

Zhou Yiyao had a smile in her eyes, her gaze fell on the reddish earlobe of the man in front of her, and her light white fingertips gently stroked his auricle.

"How do you want me to coax you?"

Qin Yan was aroused by her bold action, her brows moved, and her palm moved along the hem of her clothes, smoothly holding her waist.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, frowned, picked her up with one hand, and walked towards the bedroom.

Zhou Yiyao sat on the bed, looked at Qin Yan who turned away, got up and hugged his waist from behind, and spoke softly in his ear.

"Qin Yan, do I really look like a female college student in this outfit?"

The man's breathing was stagnant, the veins on his arms were all over the place, a certain desire in his heart was constantly burning, and his voice was hoarse and grinding.

"Hey, go lie down on the bed."

The blunt words made Zhou Yiyao's cheeks heat up instantly, she swallowed subconsciously, and whispered, "Qin Yan, can you stay on your stomach?"

Qin Yan was about to go insane from the grinding, but her little hand was still gently sketching on his back as if coquettishly.

The rationality in his heart was about to collapse, but he still tried his best to restrain himself and said, "Hey, go lie down."

Zhou Yiyao curled her fingertips, responded lightly, and lay down on the bed, her nose was entwined with the man's breath on the quilt, her ears were completely red.

'click. '

With the sound of the bedroom door being closed, her heart was about to jump out nervously, and the bang was deafening in her ears.

The hem of the clothes was lifted, and a chill came over her. She couldn't hold back her trembling and hummed softly, buried her head in the pillow and said weakly, "Qin Yan, I don't want to lie on my stomach, I'm afraid."

Qin Yan's forehead twitched, but looking at the bruise on her back, he bit his lower lip and pressed his palm covered with ointment on her back.

"hiss!"

Zhou Yiyao felt a burning pain in her waist, and soon realized that Qin Yan was helping her to apply the medicine. For a moment, her cheeks flushed with shame, and she buried her head in the pillow, only daring to hum softly in pain.

Her mind was so chaotic, thinking of what she said just now, she wanted to move away from this planet.

What nonsense did she say! ! !
After a while, a burning sensation came from her lower back, and the place where the medicine had been applied seemed to be less painful. She raised her eyes and rested her chin on the pillow, and accidentally saw the roses on the bedside table.

Her heart softened suddenly, it seemed that Qin Yan did not lie to her, he quite liked this bouquet of flowers.

Ten minutes later, the room was filled with a smell of medicine, and the pink bubbles that popped out just now had long since dissipated. Zhou Yiyao rubbed her lower back while the man was washing his hands in the bathroom.

"Does it still hurt?"

Qin Yan wiped his freshly washed fingers with a tissue, frowned, and the roots of his ears were unnaturally red.

Zhou Yiyao shook her head, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, and immediately changed the topic, "What, it's getting late, so I'll go first!"

She lowered her eyes and put on her shoes. Just as she was about to leave, the man grabbed the back of her neck.

Qin Yan protected the woman's waist and pushed her against the wall, with anger in his eyes, "I'm going to leave after teasing you? What did you say just now?"

"Stop!"

Zhou Yiyao covered the lips of the man in front of her with her hands in shame, swallowed and said, "I still have a game tomorrow and I have to go to the set, I don't have time today—"

Before she finished speaking, Qin Yan had already pinned her hand on the wall behind her back, kissing densely from the end of her eyes, and soon Zhou Yiyao was overwhelmed by the kisses, and her breath was unstable.

She subconsciously pushed the man in front of her, "Qin Yan, you heard it just now, I have something to do tomorrow, you—"

"Why didn't you think about it when you started the fire, huh?"

Zhou Yiyao's face froze, she didn't dare to move because of the hot feeling around her legs, she could only mumble, "Well, my waist, my waist was hurt."

"Next time, next time—"

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows, "You don't have to use your waist."

?

Zhou Yiyao looked blank, and raised her eyes to meet his interested ones, and soon Qin Yan told her what she meant with practical actions.

The lights on the third floor in the apartment didn't go out until midnight, and the bell rang.

Early the next morning, Zhou Yiyao was woken up by a kiss. Qin Yan was in good spirits and looked at her with a smile beside her, but she was not in a good mood.

After being tossed until midnight yesterday, she frowned and kicked the man with her calf like a temper tantrum, wanting to take a little revenge, but she didn't expect to hear a muffled groan in the next second.

Zhou Yiyao's thoughts instantly cleared up. Before she could say anything, she was dragged by the man and fell into a familiar embrace. The aura that belonged to someone enveloped her completely.

A feeling of electric current quickly spread over her body, and Qin Yan's hoarse voice came from beside her ears, "I also feel that I didn't enjoy myself last night."

Thinking of someone's evil deeds last night, Zhou Yiyao became so angry that she struggled to get out of his arms, "Why are you always like this in broad daylight!"

The man looked at someone's angry face and was amused. He raised the corners of his lips and said without changing his expression, "With the curtains closed, it won't be daylight."

Zhou Yiyao didn't expect him to say that at all, her ears turned red quickly, she glared at Qin Yan, ignored him, and went into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the countless hickey marks on her neck, and cursed silently in her heart, Qin Yan is a dog.

Just as she was thinking, she didn't know when a man appeared behind her. With his upper body naked, he moved closer to the mirror, and stretched out his hand to enclose her in the small world of the sink.

"Yaoyao, help me shave my beard."

Zhou Yiyao turned around and said angrily, "Qin Yan, don't bully—"

In the middle of speaking, she caught a glimpse of the undulating chest of the man behind her, with marks no less than hers, and there was even a tooth mark on his shoulder, and she felt a little guilty.

Qin Yan raised her eyebrows, moved her closer, and raised her lips to ask, "Bullying you? Why did I bully you?"

"Yesterday you provoked the fire and bit me. You relied on your waist discomfort. When you recover, you can see how I will deal with you."

Zhou Yiyao knew she was wrong, so she obediently turned around to get the electric razor on the sink, turned around and looked at the man in front of her, and said softly, "Which button should I press?"

"this."

The buzzing sound of the razor sounded, she raised her eyes and exchanged a glance with Qin Yan, her red lips moved, "I've never used it before, don't blame me if it hurts you."

"Ah."

The buzzing sound of the razor was mixed with the sound of the bell on Zhou Yiyao's bracelet. Qin Yan raised his eyebrows, feeling very comfortable.

He looked down at the woman in front of him holding a razor and seriously shaving him, his heart was filled with unknown emotions.

"Yaoyao."

The woman focused on shaving his beard, and gave a light reply without looking at him.

"Well, what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call your name."

Zhou Yiyao's arms suddenly stopped, as if recalling some episodes from last night, her ears were burning a little, she replied awkwardly, "Yes."