Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

   "Brother?" Li Jiagang was about to straighten up, Lu Yichen hugged her from behind.

  Li Jia was caught off guard. Without precaution, she rushed forward, and she quickly supported the wall with her hands.

  Lu Yichen leaned her chin on her shoulder, rubbing her tender skin carefully, rubbing her flat abdomen with the palm of her hand, and her soft magnetic voice seemed to be soaked in honey. "Jia Jia."

   "Let go." Li Jia uncomfortably pulled his hand.

  "Jia Jia promised me to go home and live, okay?" Lu Yichen's hand moved down, Li Jia was timid, and grabbed his hand.

   "You let go first."

   "Jia Jia, okay?" His face was pressed against her back and forth, and his soft tongue licked on the delicate and sensitive part of her ear like a snake letter|舐 kissed gently.

   "Grandpa!" Li Jia called out suddenly.

   When Lu Yichen raised his head, Li Jia grabbed Lu Yichen's arm and slammed his head down.

  Unexpectedly, Lu Yichen turned and hugged Li Jia the moment he fell up.

  Li Jia has never encountered such a situation. It is impossible for a person to make a volley at the moment of a back fall. Even if there is, it is a movement that a black belt master can complete with an early warning against the instinct of the body.

  Seeing that Lu Yichen was about to fall on her back and was weighed down by herself, she instinctively stretched out her hand to cover the back of his head.

   There was a bang, and the wooden floor made a heavy sound.

  Lu Yichen stepped down, leading Li Jia to fall to the ground.

  The gravity impact was completely endured by Lu Yichen. Li Jia felt pain when hearing that voice, but her hand was even more painful.

  She took a breath, thinking of Tom’s paw that looked like a red soldering iron when Tom’s paw was hit by a hammer by Jerry.

  The hand hurts so much, she hasn't alleviated it yet.

  Lu Yichen didn't seem to feel any discomfort. He hugged Li Jia tightly and greedily sniffed her soft and sweet breath by her neck.

  At the critical moment, she still felt sorry for him.

   Slender legs wrapped around his younger sister, Lu Yichen didn't want to let go. "Jiajia, will you come back and live?"

   "I... my hands seem to be swollen." Li Jia was relieved, the hot pain in his fingers.

   "Let me see." Lu Yichen got up, took her into his arms, sat on the sofa, and carefully checked her fingers.

  A sudden impact may cause congestion. "Suffer some pain."

  He comforted Li Jia softly, kneading her soft fingers back and forth, but his movements were too ambiguous, and his palms drew back and forth, as if his sister’s injured hand was a treasure.

  Li Jiaergen turned red, and he simply opened his eyes and didn't look at him. "Where is Grandpa?"

   "He's okay." Lu Yichen has a **** and charming voice. He held Jiajia's hand and rubbed it against his face. Then he sent it to his lips and made a western kiss gift, and printed a soft kiss on the back of her hand.

  Li Jia wanted to withdraw her hand, but Lu Yichen held up her face and asked her to look at herself squarely.

  He stared at her unscrupulously, Li Jia, with his scorching eyes, felt like there was nowhere to hide.

  Perhaps he didn't understand it before, or maybe he didn't do that before. During this period, her brother's behavior really unabashedly expressed his feelings.

  Her thoughts are not so rigid. Even, she likes her brother so much, but she still has a trace of anxiety. She doesn't know where the anxiety comes from.

   "Why still refuse to go home? My brother won't force Jia Jia..." He was close to Li Jia's ear, his red and thin lips poured out extremely ambiguous words. "...Make|love."

  Li Jia's heart beat, as if he had been burned by something, and suddenly thrown away Lu Yichen's hand.