Bao Jinghan, who had been observing him, felt his breath sink. Before he could think about it, the next moment, he blocked his mouth with the strongest and most direct method.
Plus, his hand was teasing her waist dishonestly...
Bo Jinghan couldn't help but widen his eyes and raised his hand to move his restless hand, but the guy not only didn't let her go, but also grabbed her hand and moved it to his waist.
The head is congested and the cheeks are hot.
But at this moment, the mobile phone she had left on the coffee table began to vibrate, as if urging her to answer it.
"Yan..." After taking a chance to breathe, Bo Jinghan called him inarticulately. But as soon as he uttered a syllable, the sound was washed away and swallowed between his lips and teeth.
The little girl who stole the chicken but failed to lose the rice was so sad and angry.
I could only moan "Uh-huh" in a low voice.
The free hand stretched out towards his shoulder, trying to push this man who was "in heat" so early in the morning. But when he saw the bandage on his chest, his eyes were pale, and the half-stretched hand became pale again.
He immediately shrank back.
Maybe it was because his head was hot, or maybe he was afraid that his awkward posture would involve the wound. Anyway, Bo Xiaoniu didn't know what was wrong with her, so she actually moved her retracted hand to his other side, supported the bedside, and turned over
Riqi. Carefully support both sides, and accept this passively instead of actively...
Well, good morning kiss!
Maybe she should say that this good morning kiss was a little too passionate.
At least, that's how it seemed to her.
But, I have to admit it.
The real touch between her lips and teeth made her sink into it and never want to leave.
While she was tossing and turning, a sentence that she didn't know who said it or where she saw it came up in her passionate mind.
It's a topic about the long French kiss.
——Dear, have you ever thought about it? If one day, a man sucks your lips with his lips and dances a fiery rose tango with his tongue on the tip of your tongue. He comes like a king.
Like his own territory, he sweeps over your lips and teeth crazily, admiring every inch of the beauty. He is also like a gourmet, tasting the delicious food in the world, carefully licking every inch of softness in your mouth, while lingering and
Lips and tongue, exchanging his breath, taste, saliva, and even blood with you...
Bo Jinghan remembered.
When she saw this passage, she tried to imagine it and ended up making herself sick.
But now I feel that if this man is the guy you like and love deeply, everything will miraculously become better!
However, as time went by, Bo Jinghan no longer dared to go deeper to understand how beautiful this thing could be.
She only felt that the air in her lungs was almost exhausted. She wanted to ventilate to get more oxygen, but Master Lu was determined to punish her and did not give her a chance to breathe. The troublesome hands
He was still roaming around on her back, teasing, and trying to bring her into his arms, trying to get closer to her.
How could Bo Jinghan dare to follow his wish? Even though his whole body seemed to be on fire at this moment and his face was burning red, the trace of reason was still there. She struggled back with all her life, fearing that she would be overwhelmed if she could do nothing.
Got him.
Just like this, one carries it into his arms and the other pulls it back.
The two worked hard, and in the end, the exhausted Bo Xiaoniu had to beg for mercy with tears in her eyes.