think about how to catch up with her!"Wei Jiaqi snorted coldly, "it's just an advertisement. I don't want it at all!" The designer of director Zhou's film is about to be decided. Who is really capable...Chapter 3739

the man went to the bathroom. Yao Jing lay on the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt and looked at the snow outside. She was so happy that she couldn't calm down.

finally she forgave him. In the past, they were ignorant of love. They unwittingly fell in love with each other but did not know how to love each other. Now it is time to give their love an outlet, let it grow, let it blossom and bear fruit, and leave right and wrong to time and the future.

she is not making do with it, nor is she wronging herself, but like him, she sees her heart clearly after this incident, and she is willing to do as she pleases.

A moment later, Qiao Bolin came out around a bath towel and lifted the quilt onto Yao Jing's bed.

Yao Jing leaned aside for a moment and whispered, "I turned off the lights."

"mm-hmm." The man answered in a low voice.

the room fell into darkness, and snow poured in like the moon, covering the room with a hazy white veil.

Qiao Bolin put his arm around Yao Jing's waist, clasped it a little bit, and then leaned closer and held her in his arms.

with her hot arms and familiar breath, Yao Jing was suddenly a little nervous, pretending to be sleepy, and closed her eyes motionless.

the wind and snow outside is cold, the room is warm and warm, Qiao Bolin breathes more and more heavily, his palm reaches into the hem of his clothes, and swims slowly.

the girl's body temperature is low, her skin is as smooth as clotting fat, and her tentacles are warm and cool.

Yao Jing pressed his hand and whispered, "Don't you sleep"

"you sleep yours." The man's voice is dull and hoarse.

Yao Jing,

the man gets closer and closer, caresses her face, finds her lips exactly in the dark, and kisses her gently.

Yao Jing kissed him with her eyes closed for a while, put her arms around his back, touched the wound and stopped, and asked, "do you have any medicine"

Qiao Bolin asked her to hold her close to her, kissing her on the cheek and chin, vaguely saying, "No, I forgot!"

Yao Jing is in a bit of a hurry. "then hurry back tomorrow. The wound hasn't completely healed. You can't stop taking the medicine!"

"Let me go as soon as I get here" The man's voice is magnetic, with a little coquettish, "I'm gone, what do you want me to do"

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Yao Jing hummed on his shoulder, "then don't want to!"

Qiao Bolin put his arm around her waist and whispered, "I was going to come to you as soon as I found you gone yesterday, but when I found your house, my uncle got a call from your assistant saying there was something wrong with the project."

"I helped with it, so I arrived a day late."

"if I had arrived yesterday, you wouldn't be stuck in the mountains today."

Yao Jing softened and explained in a low voice, "I've only been frozen for a few hours, but so many people affected by the disaster don't have to be frozen tonight."

especially the mother and daughter she met later, she didn't even have a quilt, only a down jacket. In this weather, even if she was sick and cold, she would lose half her life if she didn't die.

Qiao Bolin Wen smiled, "want to be a savior hero like Luo Yi"

Luo Yi is the protagonist in her first work.

Yao Jing looked up and her eyes sparkled. "Luo Yi is a fantasy, but we ordinary people can also be our own heroes within our abilities."

Qiao Bolin looked at her eyes with soft light, pinched her chin and kissed her, this time not only with tenderness, but also with the desire to frighten Yao Jing.

the room is not dark, light snow, ethereal and hazy, the man's half-closed eyes are deep, dark and focused, and warm kisses will burn her together on this snowy night.

Yao Jing's snow-white face was stained with a layer of light pink, and her entangled lips ignited each other's bodies. perhaps from the moment of acquaintance, she was doomed to entanglement for countless times later.

the man turned over, half-propped his arm, tore off the bath towel, and leaned over and kissed it more and more enthusiastically.

Yao Jing suddenly grabbed his arm and looked at him with wavy eyes. "No, the house is not soundproof."

"I can't stand it!" Qiao Bolin's voice was hoarse and ambiguous, and her fiery palms raised her waist.

"I'll be gentle!"

.tually not that serious, but it was just a small problem.Sun Xinyue apologized, "maybe I'm too sensitive to know that this cooperation is important for fear of omission.""it doesn't matter, of course...