He found that Xia He's skin was very good, the eyebrow shape was also very good, the small nose rubbed the tip of his nose, everything was so sudden, and everything was so natural.

He wasn't much stunned, just a little dismayed, and he suddenly thought that it was strange that Xia He's thin hands had been tied up for so long, and they still grew on her body. And her waist, which she finally felt a little bit of, Ying Ying could control it with a single grip, and I don't know how she would react when she saw the skin under the bandage.

Xia He closed his eyes, opened his mouth and deepened the kiss, the temperature on her face rose sharply, she didn't feel anything when the kiss went up, obviously her heartbeat was normal, and her blood pressure shouldn't be too high, but why did she feel so hot?

Fang Zeyu came back to his senses, changed from passive to active, and held her hands with his backhand while responding to her, and then pressed them on both sides of the pillow.

Xia He has no experience at all, and the few poor picture materials are still learned from the Internet, and now he has almost become a fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.

I have thought of all kinds of pictures in all aspects, but Xia He's psychological resistance is almost none, and he doesn't want to be so strong and disgusting that day. When she found that her hands were restrained, she could only raise her head slightly and chase each other with Fang Zeyu.

Fang Zeyu didn't continue to do more, after a long kiss, he kissed Xia He's forehead, and then let go of her hands.

"It hurts!" Xia He twisted his wrist, a little aggrieved.

The already rosy lips were even more tempting because of the kiss just now, which made Fang Zeyu want to continue the atmosphere just now.

Xia He glanced at him and stretched out his hand in front of him.

Fang Zeyu grabbed her wrist, then lowered his head and kissed the inside of her wrist, causing Xia He, whose face had returned to normal, to instantly turn back to the mode just now.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't have any extra looks, but when he solemnly held his wrist, bowed his head in front of her, and kissed his sensitive skin inside, she finally understood what sexy it was like in the play.

In fact, if it was just a kiss, Xia He's face would not turn red into white scorched shrimp, the moment Fang Zeyu left her skin, he stretched out his tongue and gently rolled over that small area, and then from the place where he was kissed, Xia He felt a burst of electricity all over his body.

"Does it still hurt?" Fang Zeyu looked upright. Jing Ai Books

"Uh......" For a while, Xia He didn't know how to answer this question.

Does it hurt? It hurts.

And again?

No way!

Xia He shook his head, grabbed Fang Zeyu's hand, and then put it on the side of his face.

Tactfully, in fact, she has some loss, inexplicable.

She felt that in fact, now, just now, at that moment, she really fell into a dream, and that kiss was like a sharp sword, piercing all impossibilities.

In fact, she was trying, but she didn't expect Fang Zeyu's cooperation to make her suddenly a little messy, in fact, it doesn't matter who it is, she still wants to heal her scars.

"It hurts. Xia He shrunk, although it was only three words, but she didn't know what she was trying to express.

Is it true that the wound hurts, but what else?

There are too many things to delve into, or it is easy to get out of control. There are so many people I meet, and it's hard to stop my own changes, and after I become proficient, it's actually like that, but I don't know what happened later.

Neither of them will answer directly, not to run away, but not to know if their struggle will hurt each other.

Fang Zeyu hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and gently put it on the quilt, although he felt that the matter of sleeping was a little delicate, but compared to those words of comfort that he was not very proficient in, it would be better to act directly.