Chapter twenty-five.

Qiao Li patted the head arching her neck: "Can you calm down?"

Feng Yi's nasal voice was heavy: "I'll try."

Qiao Li felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure you can calm down in this posture?"

"Hmm." He rubbed the tip of his nose on her shoulder unwillingly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss your taste."

"How long?"

"Just a long time."

"Okay, okay." Qiao Li stopped talking, waiting for him to calm down.

As a result, he originally rubbed the tip of his nose on his shoulder, but slowly started to rub against his collarbone, and then tried to push her collar off, but she was caught in one fell swoop: "Are you a dog?"

Feng Yi raised his head, his eyes were misty due to lust, and his pupils were enlarged, making him look particularly affectionate when he looked at people.

"I can't help it, I can't calm down." He frowned in pain, "I feel like it's going to explode."

He grabbed Qiao Li's wrist and let her feel the bulge under him.

Qiao Li pressed it, and he clenched his teeth sharply, his face flushed.

Qiao Li was also shocked: "So hard?" It was just a kiss.

Of course, she didn't understand Feng Yi's mood. After a long absence, she was reprimanded by her. She thought that she was not important enough in her heart, but she found that her anger was all from caring.

Care - that word was enough to get him excited.

Qiao Li asked, "Then what do you do? I can't help you in the car in broad daylight now."

Feng Yi hesitated: "Go to the hotel."

Qiao Li: "Huh?"

"Help me." Feng Yi saw her look over and pleaded with shortness of breath, "I'm going to die of pain, I miss you so much, I want you."

Qiao Li didn't follow her train of thought. What she thought was to get him out with her hands. Why did his thinking go to the hotel?

Fearing that she would not agree, Feng Yi lowered his head and kissed her, his lips were soft and hot, and he kissed and licked her neck behind her ears: "I haven't done it with you for a long time, I really want to do it with you, I beg you, talk to you. I'll do it, sister."

"I miss you so much, let's go to the hotel, shall we?" He kissed her in a hoarse voice, and kept begging to want her. The tone of his pleading seemed extremely pitiful and humble, and Qiao Li was inevitably a little bit mean. verb: move.

"Okay." She couldn't bear to refuse, "fasten your seat belt, let's go to the hotel."

Feng Yi immediately sat back in the co-pilot and buckled his seat belt.

The hotel where she was staying was not far away, and she would be there soon. During the drive, Qiao Li felt his fiery gaze swept over her constantly. Occasionally, he didn't know what to do, and his breathing was a little heavier. The car was full of hormones that he was about to overflow.

She had to sigh with emotion that the little boy's libido was like taking an aphrodisiac.

Before she got to the hotel, she pulled over to the car, and Feng Yi stared at her while pulling the seat belt with both hands.

"...I'm going to buy condoms," she explained helplessly.

Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Qiao Li would change his mind temporarily, he shouted to Qiao Li who had already opened the car door: "Then buy more."

Qiao Li: "You can shut up."

During the daytime, there were people coming and going at the convenience store, and Qiao Li felt too ashamed. She bought a few more bags of colorfully packaged candy, mixed condoms in them, and checked out with a blushing face.

As soon as the door was opened, the co-pilot Feng Yi looked over excitedly, the eager look on her cheeks made her feel like an ancient emperor who was about to spoil her charming concubine.

The car drove to the door of the hotel, and Feng Yi couldn't walk normally with a huge tent. He could only take off his jacket and tie it around his waist, with his sleeves tied in a knot and hanging in front of his crotch to block it. He wore a T-shirt in October. Approach the hotel.

After entering the elevator, Feng Yi's tense nerves finally relaxed.

Qiao Li saw that he was sweating profusely when he wore short sleeves, and suddenly wanted to tease him, leaned over to wrap his arms around his waist, and Feng Yi's muscles tensed.

From the perspective of the elevator monitoring, the two of them appeared to be hugging lovers, but in fact, Qiao Li's hand lifted the hem of Feng Yi's T-shirt and drew circles on his waist muscles.

Feng Yi clenched his fists with both hands, the blue veins on his forearms bulged, sparks flashed in his mind, his breathing was short, and his lower body was congested to the point of unbearable pain.

He didn't dare to push Qiao Li away: "Don't... I can't stand it."

But Qiao Li didn't want to let him go. There was not a trace of fat on his waist, and the lines were beautiful. The muscles in the thinnest part of the waist were tense and firm to the touch, with a scalding body temperature.

The elevator stopped on the tenth floor and someone walked in.

Passersby held up their mobile phones, and Yu Guang glanced at the couple embracing each other. The man's appearance is excellent, with a pair of eyebrows and eyes that are unforgettable after seeing it. The narrow and long eyes are black and white, the ends of the eyes are raised, and the eyes are dark.

It seems to have annoyed her boyfriend.

The passerby looked away, pressed the floor, and concentrated on playing with his mobile phone.

Feng Yi didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of being heard.

He endured the end of his eyes reddened, the corners of his mouth tense, and his face was ugly.

Qiao Li was even more amused, she was certain that Feng Yi would not dare to resist, and then he covered his waist with the coat, and his arm pressed the bulge under him from time to time.

Feng Yi's temples kept jumping and he didn't dare to make any movements. Just looking up at the elevator floor, his long and narrow eyes were white, and his temperament was a little dangerous. He really didn't look like him.

When the seventeenth floor arrived, "ding" Feng Yi was released, hugged Qiao Li, and quickly took her out of the elevator.

He confiscated it with all his strength, and Qiao Li was a little hurt by him, and patted him on the chest: "I'm looking for a room key."

Feng Yi released her, and Qiao Li walked to the door of the room, looking down for the room card.

Feng Yi couldn't wait for a moment, his hot body pressed against her back, his lower body pressed against her waist and buttocks, and his fiery breath sprayed behind her ears.

Qiao Li's hand trembled when he turned over the room card, bad, it seemed to be a little too funny...

She found the room card, and just as she was about to swipe it, Feng Yi grabbed it and posted it to the swipe card. He quickly opened the door and brought her in without waiting for her to respond.

"Bam—"

He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her against the door, which slammed shut with a muffled sound.

Qiao Li only felt a tightness in her waist, and she was pressed against the door after the world was spinning, and his hot body pressed her tightly.