Chapter 366: What he did was a sugar-coated cannonball 6
Yin Yijie let go of his hand, his eyes shining, and he smiled. Although it was extremely light, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were dark and deep, which felt very obvious.
Let go of my hand, but the person didn't move, lowered his head. I didn't move, maybe I was waiting for a decision
After a while, Yin Yijie leaned close to my ear and whispered: "I'll have holiday tomorrow, and I'll get up after I've had enough sleep."
He didn't brush his teeth, and the milky smell from the soup and cabbage in his tone was blown on my face, warm and gentle.
I couldn't help but shrink my neck and looked up at him. This man finally gave me a holiday, which was a rare thing. I wonder where the sun will hit me tomorrow? [
Yin Yijie raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at me, and looked at my lips
I didn't do anything, didn't hug me, didn't touch me, except my lips and tongue.
But the temperature and lingeringness on the tip of his tongue were enough.
I don't know why, but I don't want to avoid it, so I gently stick it on and hug him
Yin Yijie kissed very carefully. Obviously, he was stimulated by the kitchen knife just now. He raised his hand several times, clenched his fists and loosened it. As the air temperature rose, he carefully placed his hand on my waist, very light
I really don’t know how many tricks a man has to use. His overly gentle movements and slightly dull and depressing kisses made my heart beat faster, my blood flow significantly accelerated, and my body temperature soared.
Holding him tightly, for the first time, I confirmed so clearly that I really wanted his kiss.
My body was restless, but his gentleness quickly calmed me down and quickly let go. I felt so embarrassing to turn it over.
When he didn't want it, I wondered, is that a little bit, that?
No, I
I've passed a little, blushing a lot.
It seems that Yin Yijie is a poppy shell, slowly invading my nerves, and sometimes it is difficult to refuse; sometimes it is difficult to determine the distance. It seems that as long as he doesn't touch me below, it seems that he can accept it.
Is this very dangerous? Or is it that all the marks about the body in my mind are awakening, stimulating me in all directions? Please indicate www when reprinting.