Looking at Wu Tianhao's expression looking at me seriously.

Plus when the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his handsome face.

I suddenly felt the urge to kiss him.

His serious expression is particularly charming and dependent.

I couldn't help it, and I was slightly worried about my toes.

A gentle and innocent kiss landed on his sexy thin lips.

Touch it lightly and let go immediately......

After that, Wu Tianhao buckled my head.

I bowed my head and kissed it heavily, and the affectionate kiss really fell on my lips......

Tossing and sucking on my lips, licking and nibbling.

It seems that such a kiss does not satisfy him.

He finally pried my lips open with great force, straight inside, sweeping unscrupulously, gentle and domineering.

The winter evening breeze on my cheeks made me feel cold anymore.

I only felt a hint of cool bathing like a spring breeze.

I gulped in the crisp air.

"The sun is finally setting. Wu Tianhao said to me with a soft breath.

His words seemed to remind me that there was one important thing left undone.

Hurriedly struggled out of Wu Tianhao's arms.

When I struggled out of Wu Tianhao's arms.

Suddenly, a chill kept pressing on me.

It was as if a chill penetrated my body.

The other Jean suddenly shuddered.

"It's cold, it's cold......" I said this and hurriedly ran in.

Wu Tianhao followed behind me.

He looked at me with raised eyebrows: "What are you doing...... All of a sudden. ”

"Call me on your phone. What time is it?" I remembered that I had an appointment with Zheng Sitian.

"It's half past five...... What are you doing?" Wu Tianhao seems to have forgotten about my appointment with Zheng Sitian.

"I ...... I made an appointment with Zheng Sitian, I will have dinner with him in the evening, and then make some things clear to him. I stretched out my hand and asked Wu Tianhao for a mobile phone.

I don't have a mobile phone, it's so convenient.

When Wu Tianhao heard me mention Zheng Sitian.

The eyes are a little reluctant.

However, he obediently handed the phone to me: "It's him again." How can you always remember his affairs so clearly in your heart? ”