Feng Jing looked at the person who appeared suddenly, "Didn't you ask me to come to you in the middle of the night?"
The person who came was none other than Song Wuxia who was dressed in white clothes better than snow.
He walked to her side, raised his eyebrows and smiled, indescribably romantic, "When did I ask you to meet at midnight?"
"Today you took candied haws from the third box..."
Song Wuxia let out a pleasant chuckle, "Do you think about the scenery too much?"
Isn't that how it was played in Journey to the West? Patriarch Bodhi knocked Monkey Sun on the head three times, in fact implying that Monkey Sun would go to him in the middle of the night.
It's rare for Feng Guang to feel that he is smart once, and he doesn't want to believe that he is being self-indulgent, "Is it true that I think too much?"
"Of course, I don't know which box to take things from, which will cause Fengjing to misunderstand." Song Wuxia rolled his eyes, "However, Fengguang thought I was asking you to meet in the middle of the night, and I am very happy that you came to the appointment."
Feng Feng flattened her mouth, thinking to herself that she was overthinking, she asked: "Since you didn't mean that, then why are you here now?"
"I'm just curious about what I want to do when I get out of the bedroom in the middle of the night."
"Song Wuxia, are you spying on me?"
Song Wuxia rubbed his nose and smiled, "The scenery is serious, this is caring, how can it be regarded as surveillance?"
"Then you continue to stand here and care about it!" Knowing that her actions were being watched, she was really in a bad mood, and she turned around, "I'm going back!"
He called from behind her, "Scenery."
She didn't stop at the pace of leaving, and then, a hand wrapped around her waist, and her back bumped into the man's solid and powerful chest.
Song Wuxia put one arm around her waist, and grabbed her chin with the other, making her look up, and then came, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Scenery widened its eyes.
The lip-to-lip contact did not satisfy Song Wuxia. First, the tip of his tongue slowly traced the shape of her lips, then pried open her teeth, found her uvula, and entangled her to dance with him. Originally, The still gentle and careful movements became fanatical at this moment.
The scenery passively endured the hot kiss, she closed her eyes involuntarily, and unconsciously grasped the hand that was pinching her chin with both hands, his warm and powerful tongue stirred wantonly in her mouth So soon she couldn't stand it anymore and her body went limp, but fortunately she was in his arms and didn't fall to the ground.
After a long time, maybe Song Wuxia felt satisfied, he finally let go of her lips, seeing her panting and flushed face, he licked the corner of her lips with the tip of his tongue evilly, and made her turn around, The one that changed to the front was imprisoned in his arms.
Song Wuxia gently raised her chin to prevent the shy girl from lowering her head. He asked softly, "Do you like it?"
This voice is hoarse and sexy, crisp to the bone.
Feng Jing's face was unreasonably red, and for a moment, she nodded unconsciously.
Song Wuxia smiled, "Then do it again."
She was about to open her mouth, but her mouth was blocked by his lips again, this time the kiss was not as urgent as last time, he sucked and licked slowly, as if tasting a sweet pastry.
Qingfeng felt his hand on her waist begin to move, slipping into her skirt, all the way up, into that thin layer of bellyband, sticking to her smooth skin, and touching that One place is soft.