Variety show: CP with the villain actor group after divorce

Chapter 85
The night blends.

Qin Yan pinned Zhou Yiyao's hands at the entrance of the hotel, and the whole world was quickly taken over by his aura.

The coolness of the wall behind him was in sharp contrast to the scorching body temperature in front of him.

The gentle kiss almost grinds her sanity to nothing.

Her body slid down uncontrollably, but was supported by a big hand, which lifted her up again.

Taking advantage of this gap, she finally had a chance to catch her breath.

The breath that comes out is very unstable.

"Qin Yan."

"Well, what's the matter?"

Qin Yan's deep and hoarse voice fell in her ears.

Stuffy and itchy, it made her subconsciously squint her eyes.

The man's palm on her waist was hot and warm, like a big net, which made her unable to pull away.

"Qin Yan."

She moved slightly, trying to avoid something, but was imprisoned even tighter by someone.

"This is the consequence of shouting at people today."

Qin Yan raised her eyebrows, and with a bit of accusatory anger in her eyes, she patted her gently.

"Am I that old?"

"Qin Yan! It hurts!!!"

Zhou Yiyao hadn't recovered from the kiss just now, and being treated like this by someone again was really too much for her.

Her cheeks were dyed blush, and she leaned on the man's body to take a small breath, and she had no energy to worry about other things with him.

"When you called me little uncle, you should have thought of this consequence."

Zhou Yiyao was annoyed and funny when she heard what Qin Yan said, she raised her eyes to meet his gaze, and frowned.

"Do you mind this identity, little uncle?" She pursed her lips and smiled, not aware of the danger coming.

Qin Yan's forehead twitched twice, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bed, and finally put her down gently.

Zhou Yiyao was wearing a black dress, in contrast with the dim light of the hotel and the white bed, she was very attractive.

It's like a gift to be opened.

There was a small fire in his eyes, and he leaned forward and kissed her lightly from the brow.

A few incoherent words occasionally spilled from Zhou Yiyao's lips.

Suddenly, a layer of warm breath sprinkled on her ears, followed by a bit of pain spreading.

"Qin Yan! How do you pay it back? Are you a dog?!?"

There was a slight smile in Qin Yan's eyes, and there was a hint of blame in his tone.

"I hold a grudge."

For some reason, her desire to win was ignited at this moment, but she was still stubborn.

"Little uncle, little uncle, little uncle!!!"

She got her wish and saw an angry expression on Qin Yan's face.

Immediately afterwards, her neck was sprinkled with bursts of moist breath.

It's completely different from the strength just now.

Qin Yan was really angry.

Zhou Yiyao shrank her neck in pain, put her hands in front of the man's chest, and kicked randomly on the quilt.

"It hurts! Qin Yan!"

"Call me what? Say it again."

"I do not--"

Suddenly she felt someone's hot palm on her skirt.

Zhou Yiyao became visibly nervous, begging for mercy, "Qin Yan, Qin Yan!"

The movement of the man's hands stopped, but he still didn't intend to let her go, and pecked lightly on her lips.

"Hey, you know, that's not what I want to hear."

Zhou Yiyao's face instantly turned red, and she recalled inappropriately what happened in the bathroom in the morning.

She turned her head away in shame, refusing to look at him.

"No more."

"Huh? Didn't you feel happy this morning?"

She immediately retorted, "Who, who! It's not me! And isn't that because you hit me!?"

Thinking of the scene at that time is terrible, what happened to her at that time?why half push half
why in the bathroom
And it was almost discovered at that time!

Thinking of this, she rolled her eyes at Qin Yan, kicked him lightly, and pouted her lips.

"It's not all your fault!"

"If someone finds out, I'll—!"

Zhou Yiyao was stunned suddenly, holding her breath and not daring to move.

At some point, Qin Yan looked down at her from above, with a very aggressive light in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid."

"You, what are you doing...?!"

Qin Yan looked at her pupils trembling, and her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, suddenly a little funny.

He pulled her and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Good, it's alright."

"I promise, it won't hurt."

Zhou Yiyao looked at Qin Yan who was half kneeling in front of her, his knee was lightly held by his hot palm, she didn't know what would happen next.

Suddenly, an inappropriate thought came to her mind, after reading the fanfiction of the two on Weibo Chaohua, she subconsciously made a mistake.

"Qin Yan, you."

Can not help but say.

A strong feeling spread over her body, her mind went blank like fireworks, and tinnitus echoed in her ears.

She was forced to suffer, and felt something wonderful.

So weird.

In the quiet space, she could even hear a very embarrassing voice.

Fragmented.

She could barely utter a complete sentence.

Just when something seemed to be approaching, the person in front of him suddenly slammed on the brakes and stopped.

"How about it?"

Qin Yan raised his eyes with a smile, but was startled suddenly, looking at Zhou Yiyao's slack pupils.

Her cheeks were unbelievably red, and she was breathing in small mouthfuls.

The whole person seems to be still immersed in a certain emotion, and has not withdrawn for a long time.

Qin Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and some flames that were about to burst out were jumping in his eyes.

His palms were sweaty, and he really wanted to turn on the air conditioner.

He stopped suddenly, which made Zhou Yiyao a little uncomfortable.

While reminiscing about the feeling just now, I feel ashamed of myself for thinking this way.

Qin Yan saw through her thoughts at a glance, and put his palm lightly on her dress, like smoothing the fur of a kitten.

Smiling, "What's the matter, looking at me like that?"

Zhou Yiyao turned her head away, the feeling in her heart was constantly entangled, she said weakly, "No, it's nothing."

It was like some kind of light and fluttering feather, passing across her heart, but stopped, as if nothing had ever happened.

A dim light flashed across Qin Yan's eyes, and he raised his lips and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

He had always been patient when it came to dealing with inconsistencies in someone's mind.

Maybe it's his bad taste, he just wants to hear the woman begging for mercy.

Zhou Yiyao didn't expect that he really stopped.

The heat in her body has not faded away, and her hair is sticky on her forehead.

It's neither advancing nor retreating for a while.

Seeing Qin Yan not moving, she took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down, but the man grabbed her wrist again.

There was an obscure light in his eyes, and his low voice seemed to be bewitching her.

"You know what I want to hear."

"Who am I to you?"

Zhou Yiyao dawdled, dragged on for a while, and was finally overwhelmed by a certain impulse in her heart.

"Brother Qin Yan."

Qin Yan got what he wanted, but his desires were hard to fill.

He hooked his lips and shook his head with a low smile, "Not enough."

"Brother Qin Yan, I was wrong."

(End of this chapter)