She stretched out her hand and pressed the hand he put on his waist. She tightened it inch by inch and answered in a positive tone: "no matter who you are, I like you. I like both your advantages and disadvantages, no matter who you are strange in the past, who you are familiar with now, or who you will never see in the future As long as it's you, I like it. "

Tong en can't see. At the moment, the man's eyes are more intense than the night, staring at her, silent and silent.

His breathing sound became more and more thick, and he leaned over her neck with the heat of suffocation, and his fingers slowly moved up to the place of her clavicle, and gently rubbed it.

Tong en couldn't help laughing, either because he promised, or because he gave her a satisfactory answer.

Wan Jingting opened his eyes slowly and looked at her with a sharp eyebrow: "if you believe in it, you will have it. If you don't believe in it, you will not have it. But I insist that you believe me, and you will. "

"Some people say that men's thin lips represent fickleness. Do you think it makes sense?"

Staring at his thin lip, Tong en couldn't help reaching out and touching it, soft.

She admitted that she would throb every time he said this.

"Is that the same as Murry / me?"

The man thin lip a hook, hook her around the neck of the fingers, pull up peck.

"Well?"

"What's the difference?" she asked softly, biting her lip

Smell speech, the man holds her nose to close an eye to hum softly: "that is different."

Before the cheeky pursuit of her time is not blindly adhere to their own opinions?

He pressed his hand to her smooth pajamas to unbutton. Tong en swallowed his thirsty throat and blushed: "you didn't ask me before, did you?"

As if he hadn't heard of it, the breath brushed her side face and said with a low smile, "it's terrible. Are you ready to be watched by me?"

She grabbed his collar tightly and pulled it down, sniffing and muttering, "am I so terrible?"

Addiction?

After a kiss, Tong en's face was red and his ears were hot. He could hear his voice panting: "well Tong en, it's probably an addictive process

It's very soothing and with a powerful kiss, which slowly takes people's heart and soul.

Every pore can feel the intoxicating touch. He can't get rid of it. Wan Jingting's hands tightly clasped her waist were warm. He felt that he would rely too much on this illusory thing.

Wan Jingting dropped his eyes and gently kisses the light colored lips. He carefully described the shape of the lips. Tong en encircled his waist and raised his head. His long soft hair passed through the man's fingers and then dropped down. Under the light, it showed a soft luster. He did not taste it lightly. He had a strong and deep kiss.

"No one knows what I'm talking about better than me." She looked up at the man and thought of the man with the same face but different personality. What would make a person completely split? She didn't dare to think, just wanted to be with him, even if their future was not clear.

Wan Jingting didn't expect her action and was stunned for a moment.

Tongen's voice was hoarse to the end. She saw his fingers in the make-up mirror and brushed them one by one. When her fingers moved away to reveal the dark red mark on the clavicle, her heart thumped. She immediately tightened her nerves, turned around and hugged him. Her brain bag was buried in his arms.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Full of joy but still want to deliberately embarrass him, so coquettishly raised his head: "for your confession, I give 98 points."

His hand stopped at her waist, pausing and leaning against her body, sparking her enthusiasm as the room lights went out? What about the other two points? "

She climbed up to his shoulder and said with a smile, "if I don't give it to you, I'm afraid you'll be proud."