The thin lips murmured softly in her palms, wet, warm, and itchy, giving a sensation like an electric shock. She was shocked that Ye Jian quickly took it back, and bluffed her face: "Go take a shower! Just now! Don’t mention anything about it!"
How did she tear his clothes just now!
But I don't regret it, but at any rate, she saw that there was an obvious daze on his face. She didn't react for at least 30 seconds, and she was stunned by her own actions.
"A good guy, why don't I take off my whole clothes?" Xia Jinyuan, whose shirt was hung under his shoulders, continued to discuss the wit of "hand torn clothes" shamelessly, her dark and deep eyes like an ancient well. He smiled and looked at Ye Jian with eyes that were so dark that he couldn't see it, "The craftsmanship is so unfamiliar with practice. If you practice a few more times, you will become mature one day."
He said, with an ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth, he leaned close to Ye Jian's ear and didn't know what to say, only to see that Ye Jian didn't think too much, and bit his shoulder with one bite.
Xia Jinyuan, you rascal!
"You scold me as a hooligan in your heart, little fox, you don't want to be a hooligan when you are in love with each other. It should be called a hooliganism." The bite was as light as a lick with a milk dog, she, she couldn't bear to make him suffer.
She bit her, and he said what he wanted to say in his heart, rubbing his cheeks against her ears, in the warm dim light, two cross-necked figures lingered in the light and shadow, and time seemed to have stopped. There was a smell sweeter than honey in the air.
Xia Jinyuan is a person of demeanor, a gentleman, and a more responsible person, but he also has a common problem with a man: domineering.
But his overbearing is a little different. It's not the one-and-one overbearing, but the well-intentioned overbearing, which can make Ye Jian feel the happiness of being favored and cared for in his sincere overbearing.
He just said, "People, there are too many people in this life, but only his own woman can really hold in his arms. I don’t know how to love her, but he will work hard to love and let her know. His love is put into action."
"As a normal man, it is normal to have certain thoughts about his beloved woman. He hopes that one day he can explore with her, and he also hopes that she will accept instead of escape on the spot. The premise is that everything is based on her willingness. superior."
Ye Jian has always felt that he is a person who is not touched by others, but when he hears this, there is no way to deny that he is really moved, very, very moved.
Relaxed, resting his head on his shoulders, and muttered: "The muscles are so hard, a bit salty, a bit meaty."
I want to eat meat!
Holding Ye Jian, who was so skinny, the adult talk stopped. There was no way. The little fox in her arms was no longer the little girl she had when she first met. Eighteen-year-old adults should understand, she should understand.
"Hold it up. I really want to eat. I don't mind if you bite on me. Good night, go back to bed and go to bed. If you don't want to sleep, you can read a book and talk together when I come out from the shower."
After sleeping for several hours, Ye Jian really didn't feel drowsy at the moment, and hadn't talked with him for a few months. It's okay to sit and chat.
Xia Jinyuan took a bath quickly. Three minutes later, wearing the same physical shorts and shorts as Ye Jian's body, he walked lazily over with a cool breath.