love hangs on a thread

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Qian Qingye bit his chest, "Your injury is not healed yet."

Ye Ying hissed, and snorted Qian Qingye's head, "Don't worry, it's fine, I think I'm almost fine."

Qian Qingye leaned over and kissed him with a smile, "You want it so much?"

"The arrow is on the string and I have to shoot!" Ye Ying hugged Qian Qingye, turned over and pressed Qian Qingye under him.

"Hey! Be careful!" Qian Qingye supported his waist, rubbing against a certain place restlessly, "Why don't you lie down and let the little one serve you?"

Ye Ying raised her eyebrows and smiled, lazily lying on Qian Qingye's body, "Okay, I just don't want to move."

Qian Qingye grabbed the quilt to wrap the two of them, and leaned over to kiss him, "You never want to move."

"Give you a chance to show off."

"I'm afraid you won't wake up tomorrow..."

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