In fact, he had already seen that her hesitation, her evasion, and her evasion were for a reason.

But he has been silent, waiting for her to slowly soften.

Being with Rong Yi is like being surrounded by the softest duck down and the warmest in the world, and that feeling of happiness seems to be carved into the bone marrow from the limbs.

She raised her head, held Rong Yi's face that was invincible to the sun and moon, and kissed it quickly.

Her initiative made Rong Yi's eyes ripple with starlight.

This time, it's different from the previous dragonflies.

It's also different from the gentle like a feather just now.

A kiss with mixed emotions is more touching than any kiss.

When Rong Yi took the initiative to offer her lips, her calm expression had long disappeared, her raised eyes had a green and shy longing, her slightly swollen red lips were stained with water droplets, and the gardenia-like fragrance was clear in the rain.

The eyes are like water, the lips are like demons, bewitching, and charming.

This Snow Moon Prince, who has always bewitched others, finally became a mortal man who was infatuated for love in the lips of the girl, and fell into the lips of his beloved.

Sweet, like nectar that will melt in the mouth when sucked, he doesn't feel tired at all, but the more he sucks, the sweeter it becomes, with a fatal tenderness, a fatal touch, and a fatal charm, which makes him linger and unwilling to leave.

He had heard people say that the sweetest taste in this world is his lover's lips.

If it could be corrected, he would say, it was the lips of the lover.

Kissing her alone, he tasted sweetness, but there was no feeling of tonight in his heart, as if his heart had melted into a puddle of water, and he was willing to pinch it into any shape for her.

The coldness of the rain and the heat of the body are the intertwining of two heavens and the earth.

The lips and tongues are desperately entangled with each other, like a spring breeze chasing flowing water, and it is like a willow crossing the water, constantly entangled, warm, and silver-colored liquid flows out of the lip flap, and in a blink of an eye it is mixed with rain.

The fiery kiss brought an incredible taste to two people who had never been involved in such a mysterious realm.

Rong Yi left his breath in every place in Tankou in the increasingly hot temperature, declaring his dominance.

The scorching breath causes the air to gradually increase its temperature.

Ming Yulong couldn't help but hug Rong Yi's neck, and leaned towards him, Rong Yi fell backwards on the grass without defense.

Ming Yulong took his lips in his mouth and puffed lightly, the taste was like holding a piece of jelly, smooth and tender, making it difficult to let go.

Rong Yi sucked in her enthusiastic but youthful. She pushed her down on the grass.

There was a sullen smile in his eyes, he easily turned over, pressed the girl under him, covered the attack of the rainstorm with his long figure, put one hand on the back of her head, and one hand on her side, looked at the girl's misty eyes and slightly panting lips, and kissed again.

The man who occupies the dominant position kisses differently, kissing from top to bottom, as if to suck her soul out of her body.

Elegantly and domineeringly, he blocked her lips and licked her soft lips at once.

Ming Yulong was pressed under him, and in the deep kiss, his breathing became thinner and thinner.

There was a white halo flashing in front of her eyes, and her whole body seemed to be passed by a thin electric current, as if she was about to fly.