Zhong Xintong didn't answer, but just turned his hand and grabbed Shi Xin's palm, while peeking at Shi Xin, he happened to meet Shi Xin's gaze. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even though only one eye was exposed outside the gauze, Shi Xin still understood Zhong Xintong's gaze. Zhong Xintong, on the other hand, felt the warmth from Shi Xin's palm, which spread from her fingertips to the bottom of her heart, and stirred and stretched her blood there. She held Shi Xin's right hand tightly with both hands and pressed it against her chest, as if she wanted to transmit her inner excitement back to her beloved.

Shi Xin's hand touched her soft and straight breasts, looking at her pitiful appearance and the amount of eagerness, eagerness, and shyness in her eyes, she couldn't help but feel hot in her heart, unable to hold it anymore, leaning over and kissing her fragrant forehead gently.

Shi Xin's kiss was half pity and half love.

But in Zhong Xintong's eyes, in the heart of Zhong Xintong, who had just lost her family and desperately needed a warm embrace, this was a great comfort, but it was nothing less than an ambiguous hint - at least she took this kiss as a hint - so she no longer hesitated, put aside the unique reserve of a girl, and burst out all the love for Shi Xin that she had accumulated all the way in her heart - she suddenly opened her arms and hugged Shi Xin warmly: "Brother Xin...... I...... Like you! ”

"Brother Heart", this is Zhong Xintong's special name for Shi Xin in his heart, and he actually said it boldly and bluntly at this moment. She was proud of her bravery, dizzy for her true feelings, and happy to be in the arms of Shixin.

Shi Xin was at a loss, he never expected Zhong Xintong to be so active in terms of feelings!

But this kind of contact and such a hug reminded him of Zhong Xintong's beautiful carcass that he inadvertently saw in the Zaowang Temple in northern Jiangsu, and recalled the snowboat on the Huhe River and the passionate kiss that Zhong Xintong once had, a tenderness flowed in his heart, and he who had always been calm was also restless, and involuntarily went to find Zhong Xintong's red lips, and her fragrant lips were also coming forward.

They kissed and hugged each other again.

This time, the two kissed more passionately and for a longer time than on the snowboat on the Hun River.

He hugged her tightly, and she clung to him.

His tongue squeezed hard against hers, probing in her mouth.

Her body trembled with excitement, and her hands rubbed against his strong back.

He pressed her down on the big bed and kissed her to the point where she almost choked.

She closed her eyes happily, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, Shi Xin thought that he was in love with Zhong Xintong. The "love" that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was resurrected in the twilight of southern Shaanxi.

The bandages on his face rubbed against hers, and the sensitive nerves of his face made her feel itchy. But it was her heart that itched even more, because Shi Xin's fiery lips had left her lips and kissed all the way down her smooth chin and pink neck.

She could hear his breathing getting faster and faster, and feel his fervent longing.

And she was just as excited, an experience she had never had before. Shixin's love came so suddenly, she didn't allow her to think about it at all. Without even thinking about it, she quickly unbuttoned her shirt—revealing the following words of her towering whiteness—and she was willing to give him everything she had!

The tip of his tongue lingered on her pink neck, and he was fascinated by her delicate skin and faint scent of daughters.

His hands parted uneasily, sliding from behind her back to under her ribs, and from under her ribs to her underneath a few words of the omit.

Her following omissions were soft and rounded, and though only one right eye was exposed outside the gauze, Stone Heart was still shocked by her delicate body. For a moment, he paused, for the dizzyingly beautiful virgin carcass of her made him a little at a loss—he didn't even know where to put his hand—and yes, although he had been in love, it was the first time he had been so passionately entangled with a person of the opposite sex.

Shi Xin felt that there was a fire burning in his body, and that fire was love, and it was also a fiery desire!

Yes, in essence, Shi Xin is a sensible literary and artistic young man, but he is also a man with strong blood! What's more, he originally had a good impression of Zhong Xintong, and during this time, everyone was in the same boat, and they fell in love for a long time. At last, the lava of desire burned the rock of reason, and the volcano in his heart erupted—his hands tenderly caressed her with the following omitted words, and his lips kissed hers again on hers—as if he had done so many times, and everything was so natural.

Like a lamb to the slaughter, Zhong Xintong allows his beloved man to caress the most sensitive parts of a woman, and his caresses of her sensitive parts further arouse her ten thousand amorous feelings.

"Brother Heart......" she whispered. Her whisper was as soft as fluttering, like the indestructible lava and like the wind, even if Shixin's heart was really made of stone, the last line of defense of his heart would crumble in this whisper.

Shi Xin felt his lips dry and his breathing became more and more rapid.

And Zhong Xintong under his body also gasped, in this dripping and frozen night, she didn't feel cold at all when she opened her heart—the flame of love and desire was also burning in her body, releasing infinite enthusiasm—her admiration and crush for Shixin finally bore fruit at this moment.

Any hatred and pain seem to have become meaningless at this time, only the spark of love is blooming enthusiastically.

Just when Shi Xin's hand couldn't help but stretch out to Zhong Xintong's waist, and Zhong Xintong was about to strip off all his clothes and dedicate his virgin body to him, Qi Bing's shout came from afar: "Open the meal!" ”

Zhong Xintong didn't have time to sigh that time passed too quickly, and Shi Xin didn't have time to regret that his movements were too slow, and another "spoiler" appeared - Mu Yulu knocked on the door outside anxiously: "Brother Shi, Sister Xintong, it's time to eat!" ”

Shi Xin responded with a "hey", but sighed long in his heart, and vaguely felt as if he was a little sorry for Mu Yulu. However, as for why he was sorry for Mu Yulu, he himself didn't know very well. Shi Xin raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Xintong, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, but he felt that fate had tightly tied him and the melon-faced girl in front of him from now on.

Zhong Xintong's melon seeds blushed, and while silently tidying up his clothes, he secretly scolded Mu Yulu in his stomach for ruining the good things of the two of them - the last time on the boat in the Huhe River after the snow, it was Qi Bing who walked out of the cabin and interrupted their first kiss, but he didn't expect to find another opportunity to make love with his beloved in his boudoir this time, but he was interrupted by Mu Yulu again. How could Zhong Xintong not be heartbroken? (To be continued.) )