God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

Both his movements and the tone of his speech were full of pampering, Ningmeng's cheeks blushed, and she just wanted to turn her head to avoid his intimate movement, but the movement of turning her head was not as fast as his hands.

Qi Yu pulled out a hand and supported the back of her head. She didn't give her a chance to refuse at all, and her thin lips went down along the corner of her eyes, and then she kissed her pink cherry lips.

Ningmeng was so nervous that she reached out and pushed him back: "No, this is outside."

"It's okay, I won't be seen." Qi Yu responded, taking advantage of her opportunity to speak, his tongue drove straight in.

In recent practice, his skills have become more and more proficient.

On the contrary, Ningmeng did not seem to be making any progress, even the most basic breath exchange. After a while, Qi Yu was kissed so that she was panting and her whole body was soft.

She hung her whole body on his body, if it weren't for him to support it, I'm afraid she would have already been sitting on the ground at this time.

Ningmeng found this problem herself, her feet on the ground trembled and shivered, and the whole person looked like a poor little bullied.

At this time, the little pitiful and weak said to Qi Yu: "I, I can't do it anymore, I can't stand still."

Qi Yu opened her eyes and glanced at her. The little girl in her arms had a peach-faced face with blushing cheeks.

It's weak and pitiful.

Qi Yu chuckled lightly, not only didn't support her, but put it directly on the hand holding her body.

"!"

Ningmeng let out a cry and sat down directly.

However, before she sat directly on the ground, Qi Yu stretched out his hand to hold him.

Qi Yu pulled her up with a slight force, and directly pulled her up.

He wrapped his hands around her hips, using his favorite gesture of holding a child, and with a strong force, he directly hugged her up.

Her feet suddenly vacated, and the weightlessness from her body made Ningmeng never even think about it. She directly raised her hand to wrap his neck, like a tramp floating on the ocean, tightly hugging her hand tightly. That life-saving driftwood.

Qi Yu likes this posture best, whether he is sitting or standing.

This posture not only allows the two people's bodies to be completely intimately fitted, but also satisfies the sense of security he needs.

At the same time, Ningmeng's situation where she can only rely on him, can only rely on him, has greatly satisfied Qi Yu's desire for exclusivity deep in his heart.

Seeing Ningmeng's shocked look, Qi Yu bowed his head and kissed her, then hugged her and walked slowly towards the princess mansion.

Slim and tall figure, even if he is holding a person in his arms, it seems that it can't affect him in the slightest.

Ningmeng was held by Qi Yu, her eyes were red, and her face was red. She hugged Qi Yu’s neck and spoke softly, with a hint of flattery: "Host, take me with you when you leave. Okay?"

"Yeah." Qi Yu's Adam's apple slid, and monophonic words spilled out of his thin lips.

He had never thought about leaving her, even if he is now rich in status, but all this is fake, only the warmth and throbbing when hugging her is real.

Even if he left the whole world, he would not leave her.

Ningmeng didn't know the strong feelings of her host, she was just a little dumbfounded, and finally reacted in hindsight.

She is Qiyu's system. Which host will leave the system and run away?

She is utterly stupid.