However, the last trace of consciousness in Song Ziyan's mind was not on this kiss at all, but frantically telling himself: practice lung capacity! Practice lung capacity!!

If Qi Moyue knew that Song Ziyan was kissed, his first thought would be this, and he would definitely vomit a mouthful of old blood.

Song Ziyan said that he was smart and smart, and he was simple, he could only say that God was fair, and Song Ziyan was able to achieve excellent results in his studies at a young age, and he could not be said to be a little genius.

However, this emotional intelligence is difficult to describe.

One thing to say, although Song Ziyan has watched a lot of things similar to "The Little Husband of a Big Star" and "The Perfect Love between Idol and the Boss", he ......

Because Song Ziyan was mispositioned from the beginning, and the premise of these novels is that the heroine is full of business, it is really not suitable for Song Ziyan, a straight daughter of steel with only one business.

"Ah, it's good that I didn't wear makeup today, otherwise we might have been poisoned to death."

Qi Moyue, who has been obstructed countless times by Song Ziyan's daughter's speech, decided to ignore this moment that made the air quiet again and directly teach her a lesson.

Maybe he is too gentle, willing to rely on this little rascal for everything, and willing to be pinched by her for everything, so she will always be in the right atmosphere, often talking and talking, straight women speak, embarrassing to break the sky.

So, Song Ziyan, who felt that there was no problem with his dangerous speech, soberly looked at Qi Moyue's face that was getting closer and closer to him, and his lips that were getting closer and closer to him, so close that he could see the delicate lip lines on his lips.

Then, his mouth was blocked by warm lips, but there was no movement, Song Ziyan felt that there was nothing wrong with this, it must be as usual, and he would let it go after a while.

But today, Song Ziyan, who is particularly bold, feels that it is too embarrassing for him to be creamy and smuggled, so one of the three major illusions in life, I can fight back and go online, as if he was teasing, he gently bit Qi Moyue's lip, it is still the same routine, Song Ziyan is ready to run, but the ending is really different.

Song Ziyan didn't run away, Qi Moyue took a cold breath, then bit Song Ziyan's little red lip fiercely, followed Song Ziyan's provocation, and directly skipped the previous gentle and gentle warm-up stage and entered the topic.

Then, Song Ziyan felt that her lips were crisp and numb, and then, her closed lips were inexplicably pried open, and her warm tongue gently pressed against her teeth, until the last line of defense in this mouth was broken.

In the end, Song Ziyan felt dizzy and out of breath, but the man in front of him was getting more and more ......

Song Ziyan felt that something was wrong with this matter, and said that he was still a little sensible, and he was ready to do everything he could, trying to escape.

But Qi Moyue seemed to feel something, so he gently let go of Song Ziyan, whose legs were already weak, and then Song Ziyan hung on Qi Moyue's body like a koala hanging on a tree.

Qi Moyue gently pressed his nose against Song Ziyan's nose, his voice was low, and he muttered: "I've grown up, and I've learned to provoke, right?" ”

Song Ziyan, who was kissed in a daze, didn't know whether he was nodding or shaking his head, he only felt that his mouth was hot, like eating turkey noodles with needles.

However, the last trace of consciousness in Song Ziyan's mind was not on this kiss at all, but frantically telling himself: practice lung capacity! Practice lung capacity!!