Chapter 11 I Ask, Loyalty (1)

Chapter 11 I Ask, Loyalty (1)

Waking up from a man's arms for two consecutive days feels different.

Pei Qiqi keenly felt that he was careless and slow.

She closed her eyes and tried to pretend to be asleep, but a clear male voice sounded next to her ear: "Are you awake?"

There's no point in pretending anymore, Pei Qiqi held his breath and looked sideways, meeting those condensed eyes.

She maintained that posture without moving until he let her go, and at that moment, his expression changed a little.

Originally, his expression could be described as deserted, but at this moment, it is almost unapproachable, and his whole body exudes a sense of alienation, commonly known as the feeling of forbidden jade.

Pei Qiqi nodded with difficulty, and when she moved, she immediately let out a low cry.

It hurts.

Probably sensing the change in her expression, he stared at her and smiled lightly, probably guessing what she was thinking.

little girl!

In fact, she was so young...to his surprise.

Only twenty years old!

He knew she was still in school... He couldn't help but sigh in his heart!

"Have you ever had a boyfriend?" Tang Yu asked suddenly, then leaned halfway on the head of the bed, and casually poked towards the edge of the bed. Soon, a cigarette was caught between his slender fingertips, but he didn't light it.

But that kind of posture and that handsome facial features made her feel a little lost for a moment.

Pei Qiqi looked sideways at him and shook his head.

Probably because her absent-minded expression pleased her, Tang Yu curled his lips, and suddenly hugged Pei Qiqi into his arms.

The delicate chin was pinched, and his beautiful and narrow eyes were tightly locked on hers. Pei Qiqi's body was trembling, as if he was holding her whole body in his hands.

"I ask, loyalty." He held her in his arms, then leaned forward and kissed her.

This kiss did not stop in time.

Her little hand clasped helplessly on his shoulder, not knowing what to do.

She clearly knew that at this moment, she should respond to him and make him happy, but... she won't.

She could only let him kiss.

"Relax!" He whispered against the corner of her mouth, as if to comfort her, but he didn't stop kissing her at all.

Suddenly, he stopped, staring at her with burning eyes, lightly touched her lips with his slender fingers, and his voice became hoarse: "Kiss me!"