She watched him put himself down just like that with wide eyes, and then he was about to get up.
ha? Song Yi blinked, that's it
It was impossible for her to get Tang Si to get up and leave.
He reached out his hand in an instant, grabbed his collar, and pulled him forward fiercely.
This force wasn't very strong, but it was enough to pull him down.
He threw himself at her fiercely, and put his hands on the sofa beside her waist with quick eyes and quick hands.
They are so close to each other that there is only one or two centimeters left.
She clutched his collar tightly, feeling the breath of male hormones rushing towards her face, her heart beat faster and faster.
The woman's skin is delicate and delicate. Looking closely, those dark and bright eyes seem to be filled with the light of the world.
"Can you do it?"
The woman grabbed the man's collar, her eyes were like silk, she was in a drunken state, and she held onto him tightly, like a soft sapo.
She is actually not very interested in men, and she is only 22, so she is not in a hurry.
Until that day when I met him wearing sunglasses on the road, with a sexy side face, arrogant and unruly sitting posture, wild and ruffian.
That gesture exaggerated Yan Xia, and it was also deeply engraved in her mind.
Later, he rescued her from the fire, and cleared her of any suspicion.
He was lazy but cool, careful and steady, all of which tugged at her heartstrings.
After meeting this man, her eyes were full of desire.
Therefore, she has always been a person from the heart, and she has always lived freely and freely.
He looked at her, his Adam's apple slipped, and the ambiguous breath wrapped the two of them tightly.
The coquettish her is close at hand, with a drunken look that looks like she is at the mercy of others.
It made the blood in his whole body boil, and he rushed straight and gathered in a certain place.
Goblins are alluring.
Such reckless seduction is heart-wrenching, as bright as the sun, as soft as the spring breeze, it is fascinating, and it is really uncontrollable.
The man raised his hand, his peach blossom eyes showed emotions that Song Yi couldn't understand, and his fingertips slowly rubbed her lips.
With a hot temperature, and a rough feeling, the collision of tenderness and roughness.
A woman with natural beauty, fragrant and charming, a man who is full of coquettishness, unruly and restrained that makes people yearn for indulging.
Everything seems to be just right.
Feeling his fingers brushing her lips, Song Yi trembled all over, carrying a tingling electric current, she opened her eyes to look at him, as if immersed in his tenderness and charm.
Breathing has slowed down a lot.
"Can I wait until you wake up?" His voice was soft, coming from his chest, with an ambiguous and languid laziness.
Magnetic and sexy numb his nerves.
She blinked in confusion, what does this mean
She saw it online before...
"I heard that single men basically do the same thing from eleven o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning." She said this sentence slowly.
Looking at him with eyes full of eyes that you understand.
Under the man's slightly dark eyes, she continued: "But you have me now, so you don't need to use your own hands."
"I heard that you men like big breasts. If you dislike me, as long as you work hard, it will really grow. Believe it or not, you have a try."
She was still grabbing his collar, and she said these words lightly, as if drunkenly flirting.
Now she is like a psychotropic drug, which makes people addicted, and her softness is just right.
She knows how to properly mobilize a man's emotions and mood.
She, ambitious enough to make him lose control, make him abandon the messy theory of rules in his head.
Like a poppy, it numbs one's nerves.
In the bright room, the man's hands on both sides of the sofa were tightly clenched into fists, with bulging veins, slender knuckles, and an exceptionally sexy look.
In the next second, he groaned.
He raised his hand and stood up, hooked him lightly, hugged him in his arms, and headed towards the bathroom