Chen Chu raised his head, with a smile in his eyes: "You are my boyfriend, what's the point of being jealous?"

She said, suddenly laughing and tiptoed, and raised her hand that was originally wrapped around Fu Yan's waist and hooked under his neck.

Fu Yan didn't say anything, his face remained silent, and his heart was already overturned.

Chen Chu touched the back of his neck, pressed his fingers unconsciously, and looked at the person with a smile. Seeing that he still didn't say anything, she raised her eyebrows, and the fingers pressed on the back of her neck turned into a palm, and with a slight force, Fu Yan's head was pressed closer by her.

She snorted, "You just look at me like this, don't you kiss me?"

This was undoubtedly an arrow that broke the defense. When it shot it, it directly broke Fu Yan's thread and lit Fu Yan in an instant.

He had long wanted to kiss her, whether before or after he met her in his twilight years, he wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her on the way back.

But the appearance of his twilight years made him feel a little alert and cautious, but he was reluctant to do so after his concerns.

Now that Chen Chu spoke by himself, Fu Yan could not bear it.

In the quiet living room, both of them were breathing rapidly. They were originally holding someone, but as soon as she finished speaking, Fu Yan hugged her waist and was placed on the back of the sofa behind her. superior.

Chen Chu sat on the backrest of the sofa, which was 1.2 meters high, and the person was just the same as Fu Yan.

He wrapped one hand around her waist and asked her to lean on it. The other hand was palming her side face. The kiss was like a storm. Chen Chu's thoughts were completely blank.

She breathed his breath and clearly heard his panting, mixed with the constant kiss. Chen Chu remembered the dream she had last night, and she subconsciously tightened her hand holding Fu Yan.

Suddenly, Chen Chu felt that he had just taken off the air.

Fu Yan picked her up and walked around her for a while. Both of them fell on the soft sofa.

The living room was very quiet, except for each other's breathing and heartbeat, there was only the sound of kissing.

Chen Chu seemed to be scorching in the stove, and he sat on Fu Yan's thighs, and she was tightly held by him.

The room seemed to be on fire. She was so soft that she was kissed by Fu Yan that she was so soft that she couldn't help but snorted. The soft nasal voice was fatal temptation.

Fu Yan used great restraint to let himself retreat, looked down at Chen Chu, the eyes of the person in his arms seemed to be soaked in water, and the lipstick on his lips that he kissed had fallen off. The original crimson redness of the lips was revealed, and the slightly swollen lips seemed to have just been stained with the morning cherries, which made people want to swallow it in one bite and taste it fresh and sweet.

Chen Chu's eyes were a little dissipated, and he leaned weakly on Fu Yan's shoulder, looked at the collar of his sweater, and after a while he came to his senses, he looked up at Fu Yan.

When his eyes fell on the thin lips, Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, and the lipstick on her lips were all touching his lips.

The bright red lips, coupled with the peach blossom eyes that looked down at her with a scorching peach blossom eyes, Chen Chuyi actually forgot what he wanted to say.

She blinked her eyes and found some thoughts after a moment. She raised her hand and touched his face, and said with a chuckle: "Actually, you don't have to be jealous of him. He has never even kissed me. Why are you jealous of? ”
Chapter completed!