Chapter 1065: I'm very cold, so I won't take the initiative to kiss you (31)
Feng Qian doesn't want to care about who is set or not now.
The girl had a straight face and was fierce: "Don't move."
Di Zhao paused, tilted his head, and did not move again obediently.
Feng Qian got up and walked towards the pool with a blank expression on his shoulders.
Fengqian threw people into the pool, which can be said to be very rude.
A clatter.
Water splashes everywhere.
Di Zhao was thrown into the pool, and because he didn't stand firm, he choked a few saliva.
The depth of the pool was just waist-high, not deep.
He groped and stood up, the brocade of his hair was loose and fell, and a head of ink was scattered and submerged in the water.
The young man's pale pink skin was stained with water droplets, and his expression was a little helpless at this moment.
Feng Qian stood on the shore and squatted down. She bent down and reached out to test the water temperature.
The temperature of the pool water is cold.
It can also reduce the effect of aphrodisiac.
The fragment is so small, at the age of ten years old, Feng Qian feels very square when she thinks of the scene just now, not to mention she is moved.
Just like a beast.
Feng Qian propped his chin and sat on the shore, trying to reflect on himself deeply.
At this time, the sound of the system came.
[Ding Dong Congratulations to the host for failing to hide the mission. 】
Feng Qian: "..."
Very flat.
Di Zhao soaked in the cold water, and he shivered at first, but then he couldn't feel the coolness.
It was as if a blazing fire was burning and tearing in his internal organs.
He immersed his whole body in water, and it was of no use.
His vision gradually blurred, the boy floated on the water, and in his field of vision was the white figure of the **** the shore.
He walked over unconsciously until he stopped in front of Feng Qian.
At this time, Feng Qian was still in a daze, and then his sleeve was pulled by a cold hand with a scalding temperature.
Feng Qian turned to look at Di Zhao.
The young man looked confused, grabbed her wrist and pulled it down hard.
Feng Qian, who was completely undefended, was pulled into the water by him.
The girl fell and sat in the pond, with one hand supporting the bottom of the pond and struggling to get up.
The icy cold water soaked the clothes.
Feng Qian coughed a few times.
Immediately afterwards, the boy in front of him rushed over and hugged her tightly like an octopus.
The body was clinging tightly, as if absorbing every inch of the girl's coldness.
Di Zhao frowned in embarrassment.
"So sad……"
He murmured, and the breath he exhaled was also hot.
Di Zhao was like a source of heat at this time, and when Feng Qian was hugged, the biting coolness just now dissipated.
Such a posture is too shameful.
The already thin clothes were soaked, and now they were close to the body, and the hug was too intimate.
The young man's eyes were blurred at the moment.
He didn't know much about love, only what those people told him when he was in Yunshang Pavilion.
They say, when picking up guests, be proactive.
You can take off the other party's clothes, or you can take the initiative to undress yourself.
Be submissive, they say, but take the initiative to kiss because guests like such an initiative.
There are many, many more...
At first, Di Zhao knew little about these words and didn't know what they meant.
When he is confused now, those words are the clearest.
While holding the girl, his fingertips dropped slowly, grabbing Feng Qian's white lapel dipped in the water.
He pulled slightly, and the laces loosened.
At this moment, Feng Qian's back was against the shore, and the boy who was hugging her lowered his head and unbuttoned her clothes attentively and earnestly.
Feng Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and reached out to hold Di Zhao's hand.
The young man raised his eyes and looked at Shang Feng with a shallow gaze.
The four eyes were facing each other, as if time stood still for a moment.
And the next second.
Di Zhao frowned, and he lay weakly on Feng Qian's body, raising his fingertips against his forehead.
It's that familiar feeling.