Zhong Qing couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She was still trembling in her heart. She was scared, but she deliberately put on a smile on her face, smiled at Yi Jian, and then coquettishly said: "People...
Only, only... I didn’t... think... it was... very... fun..."
Zhongqing's voice began to tremble, and she kept trembling and trembling under his body.
He just stared at her, one finger circling around her chest, as if he was trying to kill her.
"Really?" The current scene was like a reversal just now. The cat turned into a mouse, and the mouse turned into a cat. Yi Jian was not in a hurry. He just stared at her and blinked, and then asked softly: "
Are you afraid?"
"No...no..." Zhong Qing stiffened her mouth and replied, then said with insufficient confidence: "You, your eyes...are...scared when you see me here!"
After saying that, he deliberately raised his chin towards Yi Jian.
Yi Jian chuckled softly, leaned close to her ear, and said softly: "In that case...then let's do something else. You will extinguish the fire you lit..."
"But, I am menstruating now..." Zhong Qing announced with a touch of pride.
"Don't you still have hands..." Yi Jian paused and moved his eyes to her red and tender lips: "Do you want to kiss your lips?"
Zhong Qing's eyes suddenly widened, he wouldn't, he wouldn't really come...
She was so frightened that she backed away continuously, but the man pressed down on her body and moved slowly with her.
In fact, he had already laid down for a long time, grabbed her wrist, made her sit up, pressed her little head with both hands, and moved towards Yi Jianhen, Zhongqing closed her eyes, feeling the man's breath,
Getting closer and closer to him, he will not let himself, really, use his mouth...
Sweat broke out on her forehead, and she pressed his stomach firmly with both hands, refusing to let her head move downwards at all.
But he had no intention of compromising at all.
In Zhong Qing's desperation, she could only shout randomly: "Oh, my stomach hurts..."
While shouting, he looked at Yi Jian pitifully, as if he was really in pain.
Yi Jian lay there, still looking at her without saying a word, Zhongqing was nervous, and continued to whisper: "I really feel pain..."
