She didn't hate him kissing her, on the contrary, she liked it a little.
If she didn't understand from the beginning that she didn't dislike him to now that she likes him, she would be a fool.
Maybe she really had feelings for the monster, maybe she really had different feelings for the monster, so she indulged him again and again without resisting or rejecting him.
She didn't know how much emotion she had in her heart, nor how much she felt for him.
In short, if I don’t hate it or feel disgusted, and she likes it, then so be it.
Since you like it, it’s not a bad idea to try it out first.
His doting, his indulgence, his protection, his gentleness, his monster, his scoundrelness, his cuteness, she likes them all.
She hooked her hands around his neck, stood on tiptoes, and deepened the kiss, while her lilac tongue wandered wantonly in his mouth.
Jun Moye held her waist to prevent her from falling.
A smile flashed across his purple eyes, and he began to respond to her kiss, tossing and turning, and the water flowed slowly.
Very gentle, like caring for a treasure.
The entanglement of tongues, sparks flying, and warmth flowing.
The two warm hearts seemed to be slowly getting closer at this moment.
This kiss was very, very long.
The two figures hugging each other and kissing each other formed a unique scenery at this moment.
Just like the two proud white lotuses blooming on the edge of the cliff, they are cold and arrogant but cannot be ignored.
After a long time, the two lips began to separate, and then the kiss stopped.
Jun Moye stared at the person in his arms, looking at the seductively red and swollen lips, looking at the slightly crimson cheeks, and his clear watery eyes with a moist luster, pure and sweet.
There is absolute charm in it, which attracts people's imagination even more, and makes people commit crimes.
Her purple eyes darkened slightly, and her low and charming voice was a little hoarse: "Xiao Yue'er, you look so beautiful now, I have the urge to throw you down."
Very beautiful, his little moon has always been the most beautiful.
Mu Hanyue laughed softly, raised her eyebrows and looked at Jun Moye provocatively: "Try knocking one down, and you will lose twenty points."
Jun Moye didn't find it funny, this little woman.
A smile flashed across her purple eyes, with three parts of strength, three parts of doting and five parts of tenderness: "Xiao Yue'er, call me Ye."
He likes her calling him at night, he likes it very much.
"Ye." Mu Hanyue said it very naturally without any pretense.
It's just a name, nothing more.
She also likes to call him Ye, um, I like it.
Jun Moye listened to the voice that was like the sound of nature, and listened to the word that came out of her mouth, and laughed softly: "Xiao Yue'er, it's very useful to me. To reward you, I allow you to kiss me again.
"
Mu Hanyue rolled her eyes, reached out and pinched his cheek, and smiled evilly: "Do you think I will do such a thankless thing? Kissing you is no good, pinching your cheeks is better."
Well, pinch it, it feels good and has good benefits.
Jun Moye couldn't help but chuckle: "Xiao Yue'er, are you trampling on me in disguise?"
She likes to pinch his cheeks, and he will ravage her, as long as she likes it.
"How about it, don't you like it?" Mu Hanyue nodded. Before Jun Moye could answer, she blinked her eyes with a smile in her eyes: "It's okay if you don't like it. It's fine if I like it. Didn't you say that?
Well, let me ravage you, I have a very obedient one ravaging you now."
The implication was that she was very well-behaved and innocent, and she followed what he said.