Chapter 177: Move

"But, Qiu Chao, my heart is excited, what should I do?"

The boy's lips, warm and lingering, clear and clear, softly, softly, ambiguously rubbing against my eyebrows, the ultimate perfection, the ultimate bewitchment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmph, if you are tempted, it is none of my business."

I'm sorry, Jinnan night, my heart is not frozen, but it is even more immobile.

The boy's lips are pursed, and the clear jaw is soft, leaning against my neck, on my skin, slowly bringing up, flawless to the touch. The young man's fingertips, badly, ambiguously, and bewitchingly, scratched my waist: "No, you can't say that, I have to pester you for the rest of my life." ”

My fingertips poked his chest heavily, extremely contemptuous, extremely disgusted: "Jin Nanye, you are a weak Jinguang, not a snake, what are you pestering me for?" ”

Jinnan night, do you want to pester me?

The boy's fingertips held my hand, gently, in the palm of his hand. The young man's lips and tongue, gently, softly, fragrantly, on my fingertips, mischievously, softly swirling, lips and tongue repeatedly tossed and turned, and then downward, kissing deeply: "Can't the weak brocade haunt you?" I just like to pester you, what can you do? ”

I withdrew my fingers, but the boy kissed more affectionately and gently.

"You shameless weak brocade."

I kicked him, he didn't dodge, he was endlessly pampered and tender, and let me bully.

The boy's lips are still lingering on my fingertips. The young man's eyes were scorching, deep, and through my eyes, he looked at me in his eyes, and his eyebrows were clear: "Qiu Yu, I actually, I like your words to scold me the most." You know, every time you scold me for saying this, you are really, too beautiful, what should I do? ”

I looked through the light of the boy's eyes, into my eyes, the eyes of the boy.

But it almost stunned me.

The affection in the young man's eyes made me afraid.

Jinnan night, you said, you love me.

Jinnan night, I know, you love me.

But, Jinnan night, I don't know, you love me, love me so deeply.

But, Jinnan night, I don't know, you love me, love, so stupid.

But, Jinnan night, I don't know, you love me, love, so entangled.

I slanted at the young man, extremely helpless, but mixed with, a certain kind of unbearable that I couldn't detect: "Jin Nanye, what is your brain made of?" ”

The young man couldn't help laughing, his fingertips slid on my fingertips, and put my palm, soft, on his face, his eyes were light, extremely deep, but with it, extremely pampered, over-the-top and naughty: "Autumn confusion, my brain, of course, is made by weak Jinguang, is it possible, you did it yourself?" ”

In the palm of his hand, the young man's appearance is extremely clear.

In the palm of his hand, the light of the young man's eyes is flawless.

In the palm of his hand, the young man's lips are extremely bewitching.

I turned my head and pretended to be disdainful: "Hmph, I won't." ”

Jin Nanye, can you, don't go so far, but bewitch me!

However, the boy didn't, let me hide.

The young man's fingertips gently cupped my jaw and forced, my eyes were deep, stupid, looking into his eyes. I awkwardly, dodging everywhere, the eyes of the teenager, but the eyes of the teenager, the fingertips of the teenager, will always make me avoid, I can't hide.

I was even more panicked, even more panicked, and even more panicked, but, Jinnan night, your eyes, how can I dodge? The boy saw my helplessness and my panic completely, looked in, and watched closely. However, the young man couldn't help laughing even more, and there was too much confusion hidden in his eyes: "Really? However, in my mind, in my heart, it is all you. ”

"Hmph, delete me."

I looked deeply at the boy.

The words were uttered, but they were extremely unaffectionate, and even, with resentful anger.

The young man slowly bent his lips, and the golden light that surrounded me kept flickering. The young man's fingertips, softly buckled on my fingertips, on my palm, constantly playing, constantly drawing: "I can't delete it, there are too many, you are in my head, in my heart, no matter how you bully, you can't bully it." ”

Qiu Confused, how could I bully you?

I glared at him, and a certain sentence, I couldn't help but blurt out: "How did you bully me?" ”

Jinnanye, do you still dare to bully me? Put up with what you can, huh!

The smile on the boy's lips is deeper, clearer, and more refined. His fingertips, slowly holding mine, carved in his eyebrows with great detail and affection: "I often silently, in my mind, in my heart, to draw your face." ”

"Hmph, I knew you would."

I withdrew my hand, angrily, and slapped the boy on the head.

Jinnan night, are you okay to draw me, hum!

Qiu Confused, I'm just painting your face all the time.

The boy tilted his head and put his jaw, gently, around the ends of my hair. In the flickering eyes, there was a scarlet twist, a bewitchment that doted on me to the extreme, and a certainty that I could not ignore: "Yes, have you seen you in my mind and in my heart?" ”

"I haven't seen it."

I pouted and refused ruthlessly.

Jinnan night, in your mind, in your heart, I haven't seen it.

The boy smiled demagoguously, and his fingertips slowly slid my fingertips on, and the boy's clear and perfect chest. The young man's voice was deeply entangled and softly confused: "Yes, then I'll show you, okay?" ”

In the palm of my hand, the skin of a teenager is flawless.

In my panicked eyes, the boy's chest was, constantly, trembling, twinking, pampering, my fingertips.

The lake water is warm and clear, the golden light is shining, the petals are delicate and clear, and the fragrance is ecstatic.

In my eyes, I was just a teenager who was extremely clear.

In the eyes of the young man, it was just me, with flawless eyebrows.

The endless Shaoguang is moist, the indestructible confusion is clear, the eternal brocade is transparent, the gentle and fluttering painting boat, on the luxurious and fragrant Shaoguang Lake, and the melting and transparent Gu Che embankment, the layers are flickering, the changes are staggered, interspersed, interspersed, interspersed, stacked, exquisite and flawless pictures:

The lake is murmuring, lingering and depicting, and constantly penetrating.

The petals are entangled, tossing and turning, and the beauty is endless.

Shaoguang trembled, twisting and turning, destroying the undying run.

The aroma is gluttonous, swaying lightly, and the Gu is unclear.

In the over-the-fire and clear painting boat, the young man was gentle and circled me into his arms. The boy's fingertips, deep, but gentle, gripped mine.

In the bewitching lake, the petals are overlapping and entangled.

The oars, on the delicate and clear water, play gently, and the repertoire is extremely beautiful.

But I didn't look at anything.

In the painting boat, I resisted, but the boy wrapped me tighter and deeper. (To be continued.) )