She couldn't breathe, so she could only open her mouth, trying to get more air from his mouth.
But she gave him the opportunity to let the tip of his tongue slip into her mouth.
He was not stingy at all, and quickly stirred up a storm in her mouth.
Inch by inch, bit by bit, there is no place left.[
Her lips are his paradise.
The ultimate paradise of ecstasy, soft, like cotton candy, very sweet, very beautiful, very fragrant...
He couldn't get enough kisses, he couldn't get enough, he couldn't let go, he couldn't let go.
He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to kiss her quietly.
No caressing, no passion, no naked getting to the point, nothing.
Some people use their lips as their speech and their tongue as their heart.
Tell her the thousand words in his heart...
He thought that the happiest thing in life is to lie in the clouds, walk, sleep, kiss, and hug the person he loves...
He wanted to do all these things this night, and do them completely and meticulously.
The passionate kiss became deeper and deeper.
Jinyu finally stretched out his hand to protest.
Only then did Bo Qing reluctantly let her go.
Then he looked into her eyes. After a long time, he grabbed her finger, lowered his head without any pause, and bit it hard.
Blood comes out.
Jin Yu gasped in pain and stared at him, but did not dare to object.
In the next second, Bo Qing lowered his head and bit his fingertips, drawing blood.
The index fingers of both people were covered in blood.
Huoqing took her hand, got out of bed, and walked to the small table. On it was a small white square piece of paper made of unknown material.
He slowly pressed his hand up diagonally, leaving a blood-red fingerprint.[
Then, in a hoarse voice, he said to her behind him: "Come here."
As if he disliked her for being too slow, he finally stood up, pulled her to the table, took her index finger, crossed it with his own blood mark, and pressed it.
