The sudden kiss caught Feng Jing off guard, but soon, she had no time to think about it and was intoxicated by it.
After a long time, he finally ended the kiss, but he didn't let go of the hand holding her. She was already blushing and her heartbeat couldn't calm down.
Duan Mu chuckled lightly, slid his fingertips across her lips, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"
She blushed and nodded.
Duan Mu was made to smile again by her cute reaction, but she asked a little confused: "This...does it mean that you like me?"
"I don't know whether I like it or not, but at least I know very well that the idea of wanting to kiss someone is something I have never had before."
She was even more at a loss. Do you like this special thing or not
But he won't be as obsessed with this matter as she is. He took her hand and walked into the restaurant. He smiled and said, "We're here to eat, not to blow the cold wind."
"If it's blowing cold wind with you... it seems a bit interesting."
He lowered his eyes, and saw her softer little face under the light, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly. He finally couldn't help it, lowered his head again, and kissed her lips. This time, she was only slightly stunned for a while. Son, he put his arms around his neck and responded.
There was no one else in the restaurant, so he could taste her sweet taste unscrupulously, and then seduce her to be confused/loved/fascinated.
The scenery can't resist the mature aura on his body. To her, this man who is twelve years older than her is like a strong drink. He can always make her drunk, but she can't quit it. tipsy feeling.
It seems that after a long time, this lingering/lingering kiss finally ended. Her breath was unsteady, but he still hadn't left. The tip of his tongue gently traced the shape of her lips, and he let out a short low laugh, "I found , being close to you is something that turns my brain on."
This seems to be a love story.
She was so happy that she couldn't help but ask, "How excited are you?"
"I want to eat you."
She was slightly stunned, not understanding the meaning of "eat" he said now, so she couldn't answer the conversation.
Duan Mu knew what she was thinking just by looking at her expression. He took her hand and walked into the elevator with a faint smile on his lips. When the elevator reached the highest floor and the elevator door opened again , the charming atmosphere inside came out.
Feng Feng's face was flushed, and there was a high temperature.
He helped her straighten her slightly messy skirt, and brushed a strand of long hair hanging on her chest behind her ears. His fingers did not leave, but slightly slid across the red mark on her neck. He was in a good mood, but asked her cheerfully and concernedly, "Do you feel all right?"
She nodded blushingly.
The feeling of his messy hands on her just now, and the temperature of his lips and tongue, seemed to still remain on her body.
Duan Mu smiled again when she saw her dumbfounded appearance, and he took her out of the elevator, but just after taking a step, her limp legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground, fortunately, he hugged her from behind, with one With the bracelet around her waist, he placed a kiss on the top of her head, and said softly: "It really is Missy, I have no strength now."
"I..." She pursed her lips in embarrassment, unable to think of any words to refute, because it was indeed the case.
Of course, Duan Mu wouldn't really make her angry, he picked her up by the waist, and he walked to the seat where they sat last time, "But with me, it doesn't matter if the scenery has no strength."