Li Qingshen looked at her, her breathing becoming a little rapid. His hand gently moved from her wrist to the palm of her hand, and pressed her fingers that were about to leave her little by little toward his hotness.
Ling Momo saw Li Qingshen staring at her with such concentration, her face instantly turned red, as if it was on fire and hot.
Ling Momo nervously and subconsciously wanted to pull her fingers away from his hand, but he increased his strength and tightened his grip, not giving her the slightest chance to flinch or break free, and pressed against his heat.
Ling Momo felt numbness spreading on her fingertips. Her fingers were trembling more and more violently. She didn't know how to place them and moved around.
Li Qingshen's pure eyes reflected Ling Momo's figure. This scene was very familiar, and the familiarity made his expression become a little dazed.
There is an illusion of going back in time.
It was as if time had returned to ten years ago. The eight-year-old girl climbed up on the rocking chair and sat in his arms. She moved around with a sweet smile, and then her tender white hands touched him just like she did now.
desire|desire.
Li Qingshen's eyes became dark and deep, and his throat rolled up and down. A kind of desire, a kind of deep love, completely swept through his brain, making his mind and control...
At that moment, bit by bit, everything was shattered, and he couldn't help but sit up straight.
His movements were very slow, like those elongated slow motions in movies.
He always stared into Ling Momo's eyes.
Ling Momo also stared at Li Qingshen's eyes. She felt that the man's eyes at this moment were too charming, and the colors flowing in his eyes were so gorgeous.
She held her breath, pursed her red lips slightly, her long eyelashes kept flashing, and she blinked at Li Qingshen.
So cute, so innocent, Li Qingshen couldn't help but raise his hand, touch her hair bit by bit, and then clasp her head.
Ling Momo opened her eyes wide, and she saw Li Qingshen's body leaning forward towards her little by little.
Finally, it stopped in front of her.
Ling Momo held her breath and felt her whole body getting hot.
Li Qingshen blinked slowly, then tilted his head slightly, and his lips slowly moved closer to hers.
Ling Momo's hand that was originally covering Li Qingshen's hot body, with a slight exertion, completely grabbed him. Her actions stimulated the man's desire even more. She could clearly feel that thing in her body.
The palm of her hand began to grow and change...
Ling Momo looked at the handsome face approaching her and opened her eyes wide. Was he going to kiss her?
The teacher actually wanted to kiss her...
Ling Momo's heart suddenly sank, this is Li Qingshen...
How could she and him... be like this...
Ling Momo subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that the man was holding her head, making it impossible for her to escape.
Ling Momo could see the depth in Li Qingshen's eyes, and her figure was reflected in her eyes. She was completely controlled by lust and lost her reason...
Does he know what he is doing?
Li Qingshen's lips got closer and closer, and finally stopped a centimeter in front of hers. He suddenly stopped, lowered his eyes slightly, and moved towards her lips with an extremely affectionate gesture.
