The thick fog floating around became heavier and heavier. Zhuge Mingkong felt that her body was slightly heated, and her lips opened and closed slightly unconsciously. When she looked at Rong Yu's fair skin, she felt an urge to touch it.
Realizing her thoughts, she immediately shook her head violently.
How could she have the idea of kissing Rong Yu?
No, no, it must be her illusion!
She forced herself not to look at Rong Yu, but she couldn't stop her gaze. She had known Rong Yu for more than a month, and it was the first time she felt so happy to see him.
Her body was getting hotter and hotter, and Zhuge Minggong's breathing was getting faster and faster. She let go of Rong Yu's hand uncomfortably, squatted on the ground, and hugged her arms tightly with both hands.
"Zhuge Mingkong, what's wrong with you?" Rong Yu's voice rang in her ears, and the gentle tone made her heart beat rapidly.
She grabbed her arms tightly with her hands, and the remaining consciousness warned her not to pounce, not to pounce, if you pounce, your life will be over. Pounce, and you will be suppressed by Rong Yu for the rest of your life. You can't pounce.
In the past, you can't rush over.
Although her consciousness was like this, her body was now terribly uncomfortable, with a fire-like heat that seemed to be about to burn her up.
"Rong...Rong Yu, you...don't come over. I...well...seem to be affected by this fog. I...are...afraid...that I will...be unruly to you. I...I don't want...
...Don't... be bullied by you... Don't..." Zhuge Mingkong's intermittent voice came over, his words full of resistance to Rong Yu.
Rong Yu looked down at Zhuge Mingkong from above, and the depth in his warm eyes was astonishing. He squatted down and put his hand on Zhuge Mingkong's shoulder. "Okay, I won't bully you."
The coolness on her shoulders made Zhuge Mingkong feel very comfortable. She unconsciously let go of her hand, held the coldness, and put the coolness on her face.
"So comfortable." Zhuge Mingkong groaned, her red face showing a charm she had never had before. Her lips gently touched the coldness, and she stretched out her tongue to lick it.
Suddenly, Rong Yu's hand trembled, and he looked at Zhuge Mingkong, his eyes even deeper.
At this time, Zhuge Mingkong's hand moved along Rong Yu's arm towards his body, and her own body couldn't help but get closer. Soon, she hugged Rong Yu, with an indescribable contentment on her face.
.
But soon, the coolness could no longer relieve the heat in her body. Her hands pulled on Rong Yu's clothes behind his back, trying to remove this layer of restraint.
"Zhuge Mingkong, if you continue, I can't guarantee your innocence." Rong Yu's voice was still so gentle, like a gentle wind, soft but yet seemingly out of reach.
Hearing his voice, Zhuge Mingkong paused, and while tugging on his clothes, he said painfully: "I feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable. Please help me, help me."
"Didn't you say you don't want to be bullied by me? If I help you, you will be bullied by me all your life. I will plot against you every day, talk to you every day to make you angry, and I will also have sex with you.
I kiss you and hug you every day, are you sure you want to do this?" Rong Yu's words caused Zhuge Mingkong to stop immediately.
Her body left Rong Yu's body tremblingly, but without the source of the coldness, she seemed to be burned to death. This feeling was really uncomfortable. After struggling for a long time, Zhuge Mingkong hugged her again