The young officer's big hand held the girl's slender waist and brought her closer.

The voice was hoarse: "Madame is obedient, don't move." ”

The voice......

It was a proper low cannon sound, and the man's warm breath was completely sprayed on her face, a pine scent.

Tan Sang tilted his head, a little curious about where the incense on Xiaomei's body came from.

As soon as his head tilted, the center of gravity of his body was suddenly unstable, and his chin hit the man's shoulder, causing pain.

This shoulder has to be made of iron, right?

Tears welled up in Tan Sang's eyes.

Shen Jijin didn't expect Tan Sang to bump it, so he picked up the little girl, his fingertips were slightly cold, and he gently lifted her pointed chin.

The little girl was obviously knocked to death, and her chin didn't see anything unusual, but the tip of her nose was red.

It seems to be in pain.

If this was a soldier, Shen Jijin would not hesitate to kick it, but the person in front of him was a delicate little girl.

That's ......

It's so!

For the first time, the young officer cursed in his heart.

Frowning.

Then he asked softly, "Does it really hurt?" ”

The fingertips rubbed her chin.

Tan Sang didn't actually hurt that much, it just hurt a lot.

The man's fingers are not as delicate as the girl's skin, and the person in front of him seems to be worried that the roughness of his hand will hurt the little girl again, and his movements are also very light.

Under the black clothes, that wrist is simply amazing!

A sandalwood bracelet is tied to a delicate wrist, and the exposed skin is snow-colored, and it seems that the bracelet should be Buddhist beads.

And the rosin on Xiaomei's body is also from the Buddha Hall.

But where did the young marshal's mansion come from?

Seeing that Tan Sang was silent, Shen Jijin also felt a sense of tension for a moment.

The next moment, the warm lips kissed her chin, although this kiss was only felt for a second, but it really surprised Tan Sang.

This time, it's pretty, really, too ...... It's so good!

"Does it still hurt?"

The man's voice has a unique sultry twist.

It's like saying it in her ear.

The air became so hot and dry, making Tan Sang a little hot.

She nodded vaguely.

Tan Sang felt as if he was a little different.

She seems to be more shy.

As soon as her brain was hot, she suddenly remembered that her current body was really too shy.

Just like the previous boyfriend, even holding hands, he can blush and his heart beat for a long time.

This is in vain to blind her powerful configuration.

And she's going to pounce on the one in front of her,

It might be a little harder......

I really want to cover my face with a quilt!

Shen Jijin looked at the little girl in front of him like a mimosa that had been lightly touched, and a little blush spread on her fair face.

Cheeks are red.

A small face is like a delicate flower.

Tut......

It's so delicate.

Fragile, easy to break, she is simply Shen Jijin's most hated woman.

But, for her, the young officer felt that it was not impossible for him to spoil her a little.

[Ding, Opinion +3, Current Opinion 63]

If you are fragile, then I will protect you.

If you're easy to break, I'll hold it.

such

You won't be so easily bruised.

Tan Sang was still desperately trying to suppress the flush on her face, and suddenly something was clasped on her head, and she raised her eyes.

This person's dark eyes were like billions of stars enveloping her.

This face, this figure, is simply a god descending from heaven.

This person also brought Tan Sang in front of him again, Tan Sang is about to explode!

She's still wearing a sky-high cheongsam!

In the front, the cheongsam has to be torn!