Chapter 655: What women don’t want is what they want【19】
Boqing watched her jump from the bed to the ground, with her back turned to him, not knowing what she was up to.
He frowned and his eyelashes moved accordingly. With the fatigue and tiredness of a night, his whole body exuded a kind of decadent beauty, which made people fascinated.
The face with perfect lines revealed a hint of quiet curiosity.
The lips were slightly opened, showing a perfect and dazzling arc, and his faint voice came from behind Jin Yu.[
"Qiqi, what are you doing on the ground with your bare feet?"
When Jin Yu was told such words by Bo Qing, he immediately became nervous. He turned his back to Bo Qing and did not dare to look back. He just said hesitantly: "It's okay, I'm thinking about something."
Boqing stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hug Jinyu, but Jinyu took a step back, a little nervous.
Bo Qing frowned and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say anything. She stubbornly reached out and picked her up, throwing her on the bed.
The moment Bo Qing stood up, Jin Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Bo Qing's neck.
Then he raised his head and raised his lips.
She pressed her lips against his hastily.
The movements were frozen, and she was so anxious that she became confused. Who could tell her what to do next?
She clenched her fingers, then loosened them, then hooked her fingers around Bo Qing's neck, circling the back of his neck.
Turning around, finally, with a cruel heart, gritted his teeth, and with a somewhat desperate attitude, he stuck out the tip of his tongue, imitating the actions that Bo Qing had used to kiss her, and licked Bo Qing's lips.
She found that the man's lips were as soft as water, waxy and comfortable.
I couldn't help it, as if I was addicted to licking, I stuck out the tip of my tongue again and licked it again.
He arched his eyebrows and smiled, relying on his dull instinct to trace the tip of his tongue back and forth around the line of his lips.
But my heart was extremely anxious.
Why does he have such an indifferent expression?
Why hasn't he taken action yet? Doesn't he feel it?
But Bo Qing opened her eyes and stared at her closed face. An inexplicable emotion flashed across her eyes, but disappeared without a trace after a moment.
