Beichen's man is much higher than the purple pupil. Since she changes her lower body like this, she still needs to look up.
Bei Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, her lips were in front of his eyes, pink as new cherry blossom petals, and the lips were slightly divided.
As long as he moves forward a little, he can kiss her, but he didn't move.
He was waiting, waiting for her to kiss him.
Zitong's two hands were lifted at the same time, stretching across his face, and that as if he stretched his arms to hold his neck.
Then, she gently raised her feet, her lips were a little closer to him, and she hit his face gently when she breathed. Her breath had the fragrance of a very light girl.
Her fingertips, rubbed his hair.
At that moment, Beichen first realized that a person's hair could be sensitive.
Her fingers just crossed his hair, but seemed to be brushing his heart.
His lips are a little dry, but he is not in a hurry, he is still waiting.
Some things, take the initiative to get it, always wicked better than using strong capture.
For example, her kiss.
However, the development of the next thing was completely expected by Beichen. Her face suddenly left him, and then she turned to the steps of the side door of Zijia Yaoge not far away.
Close.
So go?!
"Zitong!"
Beichen Shen drink.
"Is there anything else?"
Zitong turned her face on the steps, and her voice was slightly unclear.
Of course, no one can say something clearly in his mouth. In her pink lips, the white shellfish teeth are a golden ribbon.
That is -his hairband!
Dead girl, I just want to get his hair belt?!
Bei Chen raised an eyebrow, took a step forward, and only one step, and he had already come to her, nearly at hand.
Seeing that he suddenly stood in front of her, she raised her eyebrows in confusion.
Beichen raised her fingers and pinched her hair band.
Zitong was only to help, and immediately let go of his teeth, let him take the hairband away.
It is really troublesome to deal with such long hair, and this kind of hair band is not as good as rubber bands at all. Someone helps. Of course, she can't ask for it.
Beichen held her hair band in one hand, lifted it with one hand, and supported her face.
It felt like a tight waist, Zitong felt wrong, and it was too late to resist. His big hand had reached her back brain, Jun face enlarged in her eyes instantly, and then he kissed him politely.
No, kiss is not really, it should be bite.
Dear, why do you bite again? Is this guy a tendency to abuse?!
It hurts on my lips, and Zitong picks her lips and scolds.
"Stink north ..."
The word "Chen" behind was not scolded, because his tongue was polite to attack the city and entangled her. Her scolding just turned into a vague voice.
When she heard the sound of footsteps approaching, Beichen bit another bit on her lips, and then let her go.
"It's not an example!"
With a whisper, he turned around, then took back his steps, raised his hand to bring his hair on her head to end her long hair, and then turned away.
On the steps, Zitong stretched out the tip of his tongue, gently licked the lips that he kissed and bitten, but he was confused.
This guy is willing to give her even the elixir in the city. She just takes him with a hairband. Do you use so angry?!
[This story tells us that men who want to be dissatisfied are very dangerous. Beibei Note]
"Miss Zi Tong, you are back!" The servant who walked to the door saw her and shouted in surprise, "The master of the house is looking for you everywhere?!"