"Isn't it true? Kneeling in front of me without any clothes on, what else is seduction?"
Zhuo Jian retorted.
Fu Yanye chuckled and said, "Baby, this is not seduction, this is courtship!"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Her face turned redder and her heart beat faster!
When Fu Yanye saw the effect, he smiled at her with satisfaction, held her chin, held her lips in his mouth, sucked her, and fell with her body as she fell to the side.
The reason why Zhuo Jian fell to one side was just to avoid his mint-flavored kiss.
But when she fell, he fell, and it ended up like this, with him pressing her into the small sofa.
He was always in a kneeling position, but the only fault was that his legs were too long.
Zhuo Jian is particularly fond of the small sofa in her home, but she doesn't realize that there is a problem with the sofa.
Fu Yanye looked at her beautiful eyes under her thick long eyelashes, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then kissed her again. This time the kiss quickly spread from her lips to her ears, and then,
It reached her eyelashes.
Zhuo Jian closed her eyes and felt her heart beating like thunder when he kissed her eyes!
No longer able to worry about her sofa, she raised her hand to push him.
What his hand suddenly touched was his skin that was cool after bathing.
His chest muscles are really, they look like 90%, but they feel like 110%.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at her soft little hands on his chest, and immediately looked at her again.
Zhuo Jian also realized that she touched a place she shouldn't have touched, so she quickly withdrew her hand and explained in a panic: "I didn't mean it."
Fu Yanye held her hand and put it on his heart again: "It doesn't matter if you do it on purpose."
Zhuo Jian......
Why does it feel like she is being seduced and teased?
"It's okay to go a little further."
He said, pressing towards her again.
I have never encountered such gentle and soft hands, long and thin, white and clean.
Zhuo Jian's hand curled up, how dare he touch it again: "Stop making trouble, get up quickly!"
Fu Yanye thought to himself, where am I making trouble?
I just want to let you go!
"Jian, open your eyes and look at me!"
Fu Yanye leaned over her and kissed the side of her chin gently.
Zhuo Jian couldn't open her tightly closed eyes. Feeling his kisses falling densely on her skin, her hands couldn't help but clenched into weak fists.
"Ajan!"
Fu Yanye kissed her ear and whispered.
Zhuo Jian stretched his neck even more and closed his eyes: "No!"
Fu Yanye's thin lips held her earlobe and sucked gently.
Zhuo Jian closed her mouth hard and couldn't help but want to cry. It was really not so annoying.
"Why not? I don't look good? Or are you afraid of finding out that you still love me?"
His kisses fell on her skin, like marks one after another, deeply engraved there.
Zhuo Jian's heart suddenly felt hot.
Still love him?
She never denied this, she just told herself not to love him.
Reason always prevails!
But if he keeps doing this...
Zhuo Jian pressed her fist against his chest and pushed hard: "I have stopped loving you a long time ago. Fu Yanye, can you stop doing this every time you are alone?"
"What kind?"
He kept kissing her, falling gently and tenderly on her hot skin.
"Don't force me to kiss you!"
Zhuo Jian expressed his dissatisfaction.
Fu Yanye had just kissed her pink neck when he heard this. After hearing this, he smiled lightly and couldn't help but kiss her gently again.