This just gave Sikong Jingqiu an opportunity to invade even more. His thin lips first pressed against Hai Yue's cherry lips and kissed her lightly, as if to let the absent-minded Hai Yue adapt to his taste first.
After a few seconds, he was no longer satisfied with this level of contact and suddenly increased the intensity of the kiss.
His hand that was originally rubbing Haiyue's collarbone went around to the back of her neck, held the back of Haiyue's head, and pressed her heavily towards him. His other hand reached out at the same time, reaching through the hem of Haiyue's shirt and buttoning it.
He tightened her waist and gently pulled her, and the two bodies were tightly pressed together.[
Haiyue didn't know how things could develop in this direction. Her mind went blank and she stood there straight, at the mercy of Sikong Jingqiu. She didn't even know when the medical kit in her hand was taken away.
Shouldn't Sikong Jingqiu be angry and ask her what happened today? Why...
As if blaming Haiyue for not being serious when being kissed by him, as if she was distracted, Sikong Jingqiu turned her around, with a slightly rough movement, and pressed her onto the sofa, feeling a fierce hunger and thirst.
kiss.
Haiyue was unable to resist being kissed by him, and could only slump softly on the sofa, being kissed completely by Sikong Jingqiu.
Sikong Jingqiu usually looks gentle and elegant, but when he kisses someone, he never hesitates and is full of domineering.
Haiyue lost all her ability to think, and all the frank words she had prepared for a long time were thrown out of the window. She could only dance drowsily with Sikong Jingqiu's kiss...
In a daze, Haiyue felt that Sikong Jingqiu's kiss slowly became lighter and began to move slowly and slowly over her body.
First the forehead, then the eyebrows, then the bridge of the nose, then the slightly swollen cheeks, and then slid down her neck to her half-exposed smooth and fragrant shoulders... Finally, it slowly moved down to her collarbone.
He lingered over and over again, sucking hard, leaving red marks one after another on it, with determination that he would not give up until the marks left by Du Yunyan were completely covered...
His increasing strength made Haiyue feel a little painful, and her mind became a little clearer. She frowned and looked at the person with his head buried in his chest, "Master Sikong?"