Chapter 282

Han Mei is lying on the grass not far away, wrapped in a blanket. Maybe the beer just tasted good. After drinking more, she soon stops moving, breathes gently, and seems to sleep soundly.

Suk's whole body was tense, and the two groups of soft meat behind him were close to each other. With Zheng Mo's breathing, he seemed to feel waves of impact.

"Suk!" Zheng Mo's voice sounded in his ears, with a hot smell of alcohol sprayed on his ears, like the lead of the explosive barrel was ignited, a little spark inside his body suddenly burst, splashed everywhere, and every spark instantly turned into a raging fire.

Twisting his stiff neck mechanically, he saw Zheng Mo's little face leaning on his shoulder. He was slightly drunk, his cheeks flushed and his eyes closed. His beautiful face was even more beautiful in this atmosphere, just like a goddess.

Pink delicate lips, slightly open, not painted lip gloss, but still with an attractive luster, seems to be slightly dry, in the moment of Suk's turn, Zheng Mo stretched out his tongue and slowly swept his lips.

With a Gudong, Rao is also thirsty, but he can't help swallowing his saliva. His throat suddenly moves. Smelling the faint body fragrance, Suk can't help leaning his head slowly.

Looking at the soft mouth, the impulse to kiss each other became stronger and stronger. The distance between their cheeks became closer and closer. Even Suk himself had the impulse to close his eyes. At this time, Zheng Mo opened his eyes.

"Eh!" Suk suddenly blushed and almost jumped away, but Zheng Mo held himself tightly in his arms, and could not tolerate his action.

ZHENG Mo's eyes are like water, dark with peach blossoms, but there is a trace of confusion. Her high nose and slightly open red lips all exude a deadly attraction. Watching Suke quickly retract her neck, the girl after alcohol anesthesia does not feel embarrassed, but her mouth is slightly tilted.

"Suk, do you like me?" Red lips gently open, accompanied by wine gas questions hit.

"Yes!" It seems that they all blurted out without thinking. In this situation, Suk also became impulsive.

"Am I your girlfriend?" Zheng Mo holds Suk's waist with both hands from behind. He doesn't know whether it's because of dizziness or deep feeling. His weight is all on Suk's body. He leans on his shoulder and says something lightly.

In fact, all of Zheng Mo's friends who have met Suk subconsciously regard Suk as her boyfriend. Only she knows best. Although the relationship between them is getting closer and closer, they even cross the border by kissing, but no one knows for sure.

This layer of window paper has been kept all the time.

Every night when he thinks of Suk, Zheng Mo actually asks himself, what's the matter with him? Why do you worry about a junior high school kid.

Suk was at a loss when asked this question, yes! Is Zheng Mo his girlfriend? Who is Li Feifei? What about Wei Lan?

Brain some confusion, although he only drank two cans of beer, but why the head will become dizzy, even Zheng Mo's questions do not know how to answer.

Looking at Suk's stunned expression, Zheng Mo's lost look in his eyes disappeared in a flash. He took a deep breath. After a pause, he continued: "do you think I'm bigger than you? You can't accept it!"

Zheng Mo's words immediately made Suk more confused, his heart beat violently, and his face was a little unnatural. It's true that Zheng Mo was three years older than himself, but since such a long time of contact, they never felt any age gap.

"I didn't!" Suk can feel the tangle and loss in Zheng Mo's voice. To be fair, isn't a girl's most brilliant age, the most attractive age of youth, now?

Suk's voice was very gentle. In Zheng Mo's ears, it seemed that there was so much dawn in the dark: "really not?" When Rao shisuk hesitated, Zheng Mo didn't let go of his hands. Maybe it couldn't have happened on weekdays. If it hadn't been for alcohol anesthesia, I'm afraid they would have become panic rabbits and jumped away awkwardly.

"No!" Suk said more and more definitely this time, and he always had some hands at a loss. While he said it, he held it on Zheng Mo's wrist. Rouyi was as delicate as white jade. He slowly opened her hand slightly, giving himself space to rotate her body.

Two people's posture with Suk's action has become face-to-face standing, Suk still has that kind of drunk dizziness, but in his heart, really have a good feeling for Zheng Mo, stretch out his hand to gently comb Zheng Mo's ear long hair.

"Little foam!" Before Suk finished, he saw that Zheng Mo suddenly stood on tiptoe, and his mouth was full of sweetness. His lips and teeth depended on each other, and his smooth and tender tongue intertwined with each other. It was like tasting the yaochi xianniang over nine days. It was very beautiful.

Boom, the wine that has been hovering in my mind seems to break out and disappear under this strong stimulation. Suk only knows that his two hands pass through Zheng Mo's arm and hold her slender waist tightly. Two people work hard at the same time, as if they want to combine two bodies into one. Maybe this is the legendary fit state!Tongue entangled, chest surging, Suk is completely subconscious, seems to enter a crazy state like kissing Zheng Mo, the palm around the waist has unconsciously moved the position, down, down!

Everything is so natural, breathing becomes heavy, the body seems to be more tired, two people so slowly fell on the grass, Suk left arm stretched out as Zheng Mo's pillow, at this time Zheng Mo has become a delicate lamb, obedient pillow his upper arm.

The body is hot and dry, it seems that the consciousness is not so clear. Suk doesn't even know when he moves his right hand on Zheng Mo's waist, and even goes around and probes into her T-shirt.

By the time Suk found out, it was too late. His right hand had turned into a five route combat team. First, he crawled forward in the plain and explored constantly. Finally, he found the enemy's Highland stronghold. Although it was covered with elaborate camouflage and arranged layers of blockade, he still could not block the fighting enthusiasm of the team. He just stopped for a while at the foot of the mountain and launched the attack bravely After breaking through the enemy's blockade and the camouflage of the stronghold, the No. 5 detachment finally occupied the No. 0 highland. Unexpectedly, there was another mystery on the highland, and a turret was set up.

The fierce battle started again!