No matter how fast the reaction was, it was slow at this time. Xia Jinyuan, who had been prepared for a long time, raised her mouth, stretched her arms, and hugged her. The smile came in her ears low and low, soft, sexy, and Husky and ambiguous, "Want to run now? It's late, my little fox."
"Xia Jinyuan, you are starting to go crazy again." Ye Jian, whose feet were hugged into the air, struggled. It's uncomfortable for you to hold me like this."
Feeling uncomfortable like this? Then change to a comfortable position.
His arms are very strong, he hugged her and lifted up gently, so that her feet were stretched between his strong waist, and his hands firmly supported her buttocks, like a child, "How about it," Is this comfortable?"
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It's not as comfortable as hugging the waist, but this... makes her even more embarrassed!
"I want to kiss you, can you?" Xia Jinyuan, with a deep gaze, took a step and asked, "Just here, right here to kiss you, can you? I really want to kiss you, and I can't help it. "
"Can I?"
"Can I?"
The morning sun in autumn jumped out of the clouds, passed through the thin mist, and gently fell between his handsome eyebrows, making Xia Jinyuan's tenderness more clearly fall into Ye Jian's eyes, and then fell into his heart.
Taking a deep breath, the thin and crimson Ye Jian bit her lip, helplessly said: "How many more questions do you need to ask?"
"Until you agree!" He hugged Ye Jian steadily, the smile at the corner of his mouth flowed out gracefully, and it was a bit lazy that made Ye Jian's heart beat faster.
"Then I don't agree?"
"Ask until you agree!"
Ye Jian was angry, and his clear black eyes fixedly looked at him, "You're playing a rascal!"
"Fool, I've always been such a rascal, did you find out?" The laughter seemed to come from his chest, Xia Jinyuan stepped out of the stream, and walked a few steps to the flat long grass. "Next, I'm going to do something yesterday morning. Things not done."
In his voice, Ye Jian lay down in the misty grass, watching his eyes darken in the faint morning light, making Ye Jian whose heartbeat was speeding up, even the slender eyelashes. All tremble lightly.
"Xia Jinyuan, you... pay attention."
The voice trembled, and as his eyes turned around, Ye Jian's whole body was flustered.
"I always pay attention, but occasionally there will be times when you lose control." The young major lowered his head, and lowered his slender and stalwart body.
His scorching and dangerous aura caused Ye Jian to support his chest with his uninjured hands in a panic. Even though the voice was trembling slightly, she still asked, "What do you think of?"
"Look where I can control..., beloved, take your hand away, I'm afraid it hurts you." Sunlight spilled from the mist, and the dark eyes, which were dyed with thin light, looked like a shining light, which would burn. He himself would also burn Ye Jian, his slender hands held Ye Jian's hands against his chest, slowly, gently, and forcefully, bit by bit, "Trust me, I will control Live by yourself and will not do things that your age cannot bear."
He put his hand aside and pressed it on the grass. The last view Ye Jian saw with his eyes closed was his handsome eyebrows, and the dark pupils reflected a...a woman's face with water-like eyes.