Her soft lips exuded the sweet smell of cherries, and her small and smooth tongue gently brushed the corners of his lips. Every contact gave him a crisp, tingling feeling.
"Luo'er..." He sighed softly, with a hint of suppressed desire in his voice. His other hand gently held her slender waist, and with a little force on his arm, he pulled her closer to him.
Some.
Hua Weiluo hesitated for a moment, blinked, and gently inserted a slender hand into his white robe. With a slight tug, the thin middle robe was untied, and Zhishan's strong chest slowly
Before her eyes, his skin was as white as jade, glowing with a warm luster under the dim candlelight in the room.
Hua Weiluo leaned over and kissed his chest. The cool breath that was unique to him instantly lingered in her breath, mixed with a thin layer of water vapor, and suddenly, she was slightly intoxicated.
"Well... Luo'er..." Zhishan's body trembled slightly, and her warm and soft tongue traced his skin little by little, bringing with it a slight tingling feeling, following the meridians directly to the fingertips.
, there seemed to be a breath slowly condensing in his body, such a strange yet familiar feeling that he couldn't help but call her name softly over and over again: "Luo'er..."
His low and magnetic voice sounded softly in her ears, with a hint of bewitching hoarseness, as if it was a tiny seed that fell into her heart inadvertently, and then slowly took root and sprouted.
Grow into a towering tree.
The movement of the flower has not yet fallen but suddenly stopped.
She took off the hand covering Zhishan's eyes and looked at him with some embarrassment.
"What's wrong??" Zhishan opened his thin lips and asked her in a low voice.
"It's just... I'm a little embarrassed..." Hua Weiluo murmured. The last time was because her junior brother was poisoned and passed out, so she had no choice but to do something to him who was lying down.
But this time, the junior brother is sober! He is sober!!
"Well..." Zhishan's deep black eyes were flickering with light, and he just stared at her quietly.
After a long while, he continued in a hoarse voice: "If Luo'er is embarrassed, don't force it, just rest early..."
"No!!" One sentence immediately restored Hua Weiluo's fighting spirit. She clenched her small hands into fists and said seriously towards Zhishan: "We can't give up halfway like this."
"But..." Zhishan hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to continue saying something, he suddenly felt a chill on his body. His clothes had been ripped away by someone. At this moment, her smooth and warm skin was pressed tightly against his body.
The soft feeling coming from his chest almost made his reason collapse instantly.
"Little Junior Brother..." Hua Weiluo looked at the faint blush on his jade-white cheeks, gritted her teeth slightly, sank down, and became one with him.
"Luo'er..." Zhishan's long, slender, white hands clasped her wrists tightly. The tightness and heat that hit her at that moment made his heartbeat skip a beat, "Luo'er, I really want to
Time stops at this moment..."
"..." Hua Weiluo's fair little face turned red with embarrassment, and she didn't know what to answer for a moment. However, looking like this, well... it should be considered that she has taken the antidote...
