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The fingers are slender, and there is a ring on the ring finger and middle finger of the left hand, the one on the middle finger is as black as jade, which is the star ring he gave her, and the one on the ring finger is as bright red as fire, which is the blood coral ring he made for her.

In the past, Beichen had paid attention to Zitong's little feet, her feet were very beautiful, but today he suddenly found that her hands were also very beautiful, and he pinched her little hands and lifted them.

Her palms are small, but her fingers are slender and beautiful, and her neatly trimmed nails are dyed a pale pink, which looks more and more attractive.

Faintly, there seems to be a faint fragrance.

Holding it between your fingers, it feels like clotted fat, and it's slightly cool.

Beichen suddenly felt a feeling of hunger......

He raised his hand and kissed the back of her hand, but he didn't feel satisfied, and opened his teeth to bite lightly on the back of her hand, leaving a reddish tooth mark.

"You want to eat me?"

Purple Hitomi asked behind him.

One hand was held by him, but her other arm was still wrapped around his waist.

Beichen straightened up slightly, and then felt the soft softness on his back.

It seems that some parts are a lot more meaty than he thought!

Purple Hitomi stood behind him, looking up at his side face in annoyance.

Damn, I've grown a lot taller, but my height is still not enough in front of him.

Originally, her face could only reach his chest, but now she could be at shoulder level with him, but she still couldn't kiss her.

"Sit down!"

There was a slight impatience in her voice.

"Biting you?!"

Beichen obediently sat down on the chair in front of the table, but still didn't turn his face.

Hearing this, she seemed to be a little happy, and just now she said that he was not allowed to turn his face, and he didn't want her to be even more unhappy.

He sat down in a chair, and she was taller than him.

Zitong felt this height, and she was quite satisfied, so she withdrew her palm, and as soon as her waist loosened, the hand in Beichen's palm was also withdrawn by her, he raised his eyebrows, but she approached again, her arm stretched out from the back of his neck, hugging him, one of the small hands held his chin, and the fingers scraped very lightly.

Her little hands were slightly cold, but they were like fire, burning his heart and shrinking.

Beichen lost his mind instantly, but the purple pupil's fingers had already slid over his chin and touched his lips.

Her fingers, as if with magical power, sucked up all his water at once, and Beichen's throat was terribly dry at once.

"Purple ......"

He opened his mouth to call her name, but her other palm was already holding his face, turning him behind him.

Beichen turned his face and saw that she was leaning over his shoulder, looking at him.

Her face was very close to him, and the hair that had been scattered had been combed very neatly, and instead of being tied with a hair band, it was divided into a part and coiled in a diagonal bun on the side of her head, and a thin golden hairpin was inserted on it, and a string of beads hung from the hairpin, which shook gently with her movements.

Her face is very smooth and clean, and some fat powder has been applied slightly, not much, just just the right amount of makeup, and the original delicate face may look attractive.

Now, he could see her shoulders and arms, she had changed her clothes, and instead of the inky robe, she was a misty women's dress, several on top of each other.

Because of holding him, the collar is a little separated, and her collarbone and a small piece of snow-white skin can be clearly seen.