At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!After Cheng Wenfeng left with Xiaowu and Nina, Pei Yilin and Song Qian were left in the room.

The atmosphere is quiet and the breeze is blowing.

The curtains where Song Qian once hid were dangling faintly, with a charming dark fragrance, Pei Yilin's eyes narrowed, and a warm smile appeared on his mouth.

Thinking of Song Qian's tight body just now, and didn't want him to find any strange cute appearance, Pei Yilin felt comfortable, and a rare comfort came to his heart.

He didn't want to stay in place anymore, but just wanted to walk towards the wooden cabinet as soon as possible.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up...

"Qian'er..." Pei Yilin's distance from Song Qian was getting closer and closer.

With every further step, he can smell more of her, so nostalgic, so obsessed.

Song Qian hid behind the wooden cabinet, frowned and looked at the curtains that fluttered with the wind.

It was not far from her, as long as she was fast enough, she could get there before Pei Yilin came.

Just, is that really going to happen?

Song Qian hesitated...

It wasn't until he whispered that Song Qian suppressed the hesitation in his heart and put on a touch of cold feeling.

Perhaps, she can find a more suitable way, not to hurt herself, but let her escape as soon as possible.

Eyes narrowed slightly, Song Qian's brain was running extremely fast, and finally, before Pei Yilin's footsteps were getting closer and closer, she had a brilliant idea in her heart before reaching the wooden cabinet.

Perhaps, she can stun Pei Yilin, and then go out pretending to be him.

After getting outside, she can change into a bodyguard suit and leave quietly.

His mind was settled, Song Qianping quietly waited for Pei Yilin's arrival, only to give him a sudden attack.

Pei Yilin was tentatively approaching. Once Song Qian had a slight hesitation, he would give up immediately.

But Song Qian didn't say anything, or even left the wooden cabinet.

This action made Pei Yilin's heart happy-perhaps, his performance just now made Song Qian very satisfied!

The corner of his mouth evokes a spoiling arc, and he walks toward Song Qian extremely quickly, his steps brisk and joyful.

"Qian'er, it's time to come out..." Pei Yilin walked to the wooden cabinet in three steps and two steps, trying to quickly cross the wooden cabinet and hug Song Qian behind it.

But Song Qian's sudden noise from behind the wooden cabinet made him afraid to move forward because of dodge.

In addition, the current Pei Yilin suddenly remembered that Song Qian had just been hiding behind the curtain in order to prevent him from discovering the situation, and immediately knew that he was a little too eager.

"Qian'er..." He sighed softly, with a pamper that Song Qian was not familiar with.

"Who is your Qianer?" Song Qian snorted coldly. She hasn't forgotten that Pei Yilin once kindly called Qin Xirong "Xirong"!

Knowing that Song Qian was angry, Pei Yilin quickly stepped forward and said, "Qian'er, you are my only one. Apart from you, no woman belongs to me. Of course, there is also cute Mengmeng. little girl!"

He thought that after listening to his explanation, Song Qian would feel better.

No, when he saw Song Qian, Song Qian looked very cold, and she seemed to be doing dangerous actions with the back of her hands behind her back.

Song Qian was very angry. It's okay for Pei Yilin not to mention Mengmeng. Whenever she mentions Mengmeng, she thinks of her being forced to separate from Mengmeng these days and suffers all the grievances.

Squinting his eyes, Song Qian moved very quickly to touch the gold needle on his waist, preparing to give him a needle if he couldn't stun him.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Song Qian calculated very well, but she did not calculate that she would feel softened.

At this moment, when Pei Yilin's breath was close at hand, his masculine and clean smell was on the tip of his nose, but she didn't want to do that.

Song Qian thought again that she had already made Pei Yilin suffer with the golden needles, and now she has to repeat the same tricks, it is hard to guarantee that Pei Yilin will not be prepared.

And, more importantly, she hasn't found Qian Mengmeng's place to stay, and she can't let Pei Yilin have an accident.

Song Qian comforted herself in her heart because Qian Mengmeng couldn't hurt Pei Yilin.

But in fact, she knew very well that her performance today was a bit abnormal, not decisive enough, and cold enough, when facing Pei Yilin, she actually had an untimely soft heart.

This feeling that shouldn't have made Song Qian frowned. Then, she quickly took out the gold needle hidden inside and held it in her hand.

"Qian'er, do you want to hurt me again?" Pei Yilin had already expected Song Qian's small movements, and his expression suddenly darkened, but the movement towards Song Qian was not slow.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable, his deep regret and deep love for Song Qian made him walk a few steps quickly and came straight to Song Qian.

Instead of hiding in front of the wooden cabinet, afraid to look at her...

"Qian'er, no matter what you do to me, I won't let you leave again." Pei Yilin's eyes were covered with trembling gold.

Song Qian was a little stunned when she saw him. When she reacted, Pei Yilin had already held her hand very quickly.

Although his attitude was very tough, Song Qian still saw the cautiousness in his eyes, as if he was afraid that she would not agree.

Song Qian couldn't help but feel shocked by such grievances and begging for everything, and the golden needle was tightly held in his hand, not willing to pierce Pei Yilin's body.

"Qian'er, if hurting me makes you happy, then let me do something for you last." Pei Yilin frowned and looked at Song Qian's movements, shocked.

The needle showed an abnormal color, and it was clear that Song Qian had been poisoned beforehand. How could she dare to hold it in her hand?

If the golden needle accidentally pierces her skin, the consequences... Pei Yilin can't imagine.

"Qian'er, listen to me, don't hurt yourself." Pei Yilin shouted coldly.

"Haha..." Song Qian sneered when he heard the words, "Pei Yilin, what do you think you are?!"

She seemed to be anxious, she looked at Pei Yilin with a cold expression, but the excitement that came up in her heart made her hand hold.

But before holding it, she wrapped her sleeves layer by layer without a trace, and did not intend to harm her.

Pei Yilin did not see Song Qian's small movements clearly, only saw that she was holding the golden needle, and she made a "thump" in her heart. At the moment when the golden needle was about to pierce Song Qian's delicate skin, Pei Yilin took a quick step forward and took a step forward. He held Song Qian in his arms.

Song Qian subconsciously began to counterattack, Jin Zhen shot, but Pei Yilin firmly grasped it, tore his sleeves, and threw it aside.

"Qian'er, did you know that you were fooling around?" Pei Yilin struck Song Qian's waist very quickly when he threw the golden needle aside.

With a big hand, he tore the clothes around her waist directly, attached those golden pins, and threw them aside.

"Pei Yilin!" The coolness from her waist made Song Qian annoyed, "You rascal!"

It was really hateful that he dared to tear her clothes and threw away the treasure of her bodyguard.

"Yeah. I was a hooligan." Pei Yilin said coolly, but a smile appeared in his eyes.

He squeezed his fist without a trace to relieve the nervousness just now, and then picked up Song Qian and lightly hit her butt.

That action is intimate, with a little taste between lovers.

Where has Song Qian been so lightly insulted?

Suddenly annoyed, she actually bent down to bite Pei Yilin's shoulder.

But Pei Yilin had already expected that she would do this. Before Song Qian leaned over, he changed his posture and let her lie firmly in his arms.

His embrace was very warm, and Song Qian was hugged by him, and she felt that the iceberg face she had finally put on was also melted by this warmth.

No, she doesn't want this result!

Song Qian didn't want his Leng Ao to break the power in front of Pei Yilin, so she could only preemptively attack Pei Yilin again.

No, Pei Yilin easily took her hand and put it to his mouth and kissed it.

This action was extremely ambiguous, but Pei Yilin behaved very normal, but a smug smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Song Qian looked at the smug at the corner of Pei Yilin's mouth, her cheeks burned badly, but her eyes grew colder, staring at him fiercely, preparing to find a way to escape.

Pei Yilin first leaned down and whispered close to her auricle: "Qian'er, don't call me a hooligan in the future. That name really makes me like it..."

His breath sprayed her cheeks scorchingly, and his eyes were filled with rejoicing.

It's just that this feeling of rejoicing was quickly suppressed by him, and only the surface ruffian was left: "Why, are you still scolding me as a hooligan?"

Song Qianmo is now, she really wants to kill Pei Yilin, pry open his head to see, what is in his head, how can he change his face so quickly?

This is not at all the cold-hearted President Pei before, okay?

Song Qian asked the heavens speechlessly, only thinking that the world was mysterious...

Seeing Song Qian's silence, Pei Yilin's heart suddenly hung up, his original appearance disappeared, and he regained his former dominance.

"Song Qian, I don't allow you to joke about your life anymore. If I find out that you have this kind of poisonous needle in your body in the future, I will lock you up immediately." Pei Yilin shouted coldly, with a domineering attitude that could not be denied.

Pei Yilin is very worried. If he was not cautious and witty just now, what would happen to Song Qian in his arms...

"Pei Yilin, we are in the same situation, you still don't try to save it anymore." Song Qian turned his head and spoke awkwardly when Pei Yilin's hot eyes looked uncomfortable.

Song Qian's words were unrejectable, Pei Yilin laughed instead of being angry.

He leaned over, and the tip of his nose approached gently, as if he wanted to have a close contact with Song Qian.

Seeing Pei Yilin getting closer and closer, Song Qian's face became darker.

She frowned slightly, her eyes turned, and a clever plan came to her mind.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Song Qian's mouth, like the fragrance of jasmine in the afternoon, with an intoxicating breath.

It's just the cunning that flashes through the eyes, but it also smells of punishment.

It seems that she is designing someone with her smile, wanting someone to take care of herself!