The girl's hands tightly wrapped around the man's neck, her upper body was almost all attached to the man's strong chest, and her pink lips rubbed against the man's thin lips.

She can't kiss, let alone ask for kisses, Mo Nanjue once tried to teach her, but she couldn't learn anything, and she didn't want to learn.

Her kisses were jerky, her kisses were slow, and her kisses were a little overwhelmed.

Even, that can't be called a kiss.

But the moment her soft and fragrant lips touched, the man was rarely shocked.

This was the first time he felt his heart tremble when he received a woman's kiss.

There was a very strange feeling in my heart.

It's a feeling he can't understand.

Mo Nanjue stared at her close-hanging eyes, stared at her reddened little face, the man closed the phone without hesitation, wrapped his big hand around her slender waist, and deepened the kiss hard.

The girl's whole person was held tightly in the arms of the man, her lips and teeth were entangled, the kiss became more and more intense, no matter before or after, she couldn't see the faces of the two clearly, Luo Xiao and Fu Qingshuang walked to the elevator holding hands, Fu Qingshuang looked over there, smiled at Luo Xiao, leaned down on his shoulder, and seemed to complain, "Xiao, you see that people are open now, unlike you, who are not enthusiastic about me at all." ”

Luo Xiao just smiled faintly and did not answer Fu Qingshuang's words.

The moment he descended by the elevator, Luo Xiao raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes stopped on the two people hugging each other above.

The moment his gaze swept over the girl, the man's eyes contracted violently, and his eyes darkened.

But it was only for a moment, and then it regained its previous warm appearance.

Tong Ran was kissed more and more dizzy, and in the end she was held by the man's arms so as not to slide down softly, she only felt that the air in her head was getting less and less, and there was more and more accumulation in her chest, and she subconsciously stretched out her little hand and beat it behind the man's back, "Hmm...... Monan ...... Lord ...... Put ......"

The man turned a deaf ear, his charming peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he enjoyed her sweetness to the fullest.

A kiss is over.

Tong Ran covered her swollen lips that were kissed, and there were many eyes around her, but she couldn't help it, just caressed her chest with one hand and panted.

If it wasn't over, she would suffocate to death.

Just...... Brother Luo shouldn't have seen himself, right?

Tong Ran lowered his eyes, could it be said that he would be like this in the future......

She laughed at herself for being too innocent, and at the same time laughing at God for being too cruel.

She doesn't blame Brother Luo, nor does she blame anyone, it's herself, and she pushes herself to this cliff with her own hands.

If you're not careful, you'll be crushed.

But there really was no turning back.

Suddenly, a big hand crossed his waist again.

The man's evil and ambiguous smile sounded in his ears, with a slight displeasure, "What are you doing with a wronged expression? You took the initiative to kiss it, and I haven't even shouted a loss, and others like you still think I forced you when they see it." ”

He spoke righteously and righteously, like a victim's expression.

But the big palm began to wander restlessly around her waist.

"Don't come again...... Tong Ran said a little weakly, her voice was also a little choked, she coughed hurriedly as a cover, pushed away Mo Nanjue's hand, her little face was full of unresolved redness, "Let's ...... Let's go. ”

"Tong Ran," the man clasped her waist, and his handsome face was pressed up again, and his voice was a little charming, "Are you in love with me?"