26. Do you want to continue for your husband?

The slightly cool fingertips slowly rubbed back and forth on the thin lips, and the faint moonlight slanted in through the window, and the ruddy color of the thin lips could be seen clearly through the moonlight...... Mo Xin felt an impulse in her heart, she really wanted to kiss it.

When he thought about this, his body had already done this, and his slightly cool lips lightly imprinted his ...... Well, it's really soft, more ...... than crème brûlée Hey? He seems to ...... Moved? That's right, Fang Qiyan didn't fall asleep today, no matter! You can't give up halfway!

A few thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and Mo Xin continued to touch Fang Qiyan's thin lips, clumsily squeezing the other party's with his lips a little bit. Kissing Meng Xin Mo Xin has never been in actual combat at all, he has only watched TV series and novels, and now he can only slowly grope for it, relying on his feelings to grope through, en.

Images of novels and TV series quickly flashed in Mo Xin's mind, and then he stretched out the tip of his little tongue and licked his thin lips in a flash of inspiration...... Well, this seems to be good, it seems to be a little sweet, it seems to have eaten dessert. Thinking about it, I poked the tip of my tongue deeper...... Uh, huh? What's going on?!

Before the tip of her tongue could reach into the other party's lips, Fang Qiyan turned against her and took her messy little tongue. In an instant, he turned over and pressed her under him, his slender palm pressed her little head, and he sucked her soft tongue again and again, and hooked the tip of his tongue to prevent her pink tongue from escaping. In terms of talent, men are born with this skill, and they were originally a little clumsy, but for a moment they have completely held the initiative in their hands.

The lingering two unconsciously hugged each other tightly, and the hot breath spread. It wasn't until Mo Xin couldn't breathe anymore that Fang Qiyan let go of her little tongue and kissed her gently on the lips. When she relieved herself, she attacked the pool and kissed her so much that she was about to suffocate. Mo Xin accepted Fang Qiyan's kiss in a daze, and his two hearts beat violently uncontrollably. The two of them hugged each other tightly at this moment, and the joy in their chests was almost audible.

Fang Qiyan only felt that his whole body was burning like fire at this moment, and it was extremely hot. Only her lips can bring him fire, and only her thin body can bring him a comfortable coldness. The slender fingers couldn't help but caress her body, and when he touched her thin waist, a flash of lightning flashed in Mo Xin's mind, and he reached out to push him tremblingly, and Fang Qiyan hurriedly withdrew his irregular fingertips.

The fiery and long kiss gradually ended, and Fang Qiyan finally let go of Mo Xin's lips. Mo Xin gasped, looking at the beautiful woman and kissing her lips again, she thought that he was going to kiss so deeply again, but he just touched it lightly.

Mo looked at him puzzled, his moist eyes with obvious doubt.

Fang Qiyan looked at her inquiring eyes with amusement, and said in a dumb voice: "What, the lady wants to continue for her husband?" ”

Mo Xin's cheeks became more and more red, and he quickly covered his little face with both hands, and he was careful that his liver was even more indisputable.

Fang Qiyan chuckled in her ear, her cold voice, and the tips of Mo Xin's ears quickly turned crimson. Looking at the shy appearance of the little man under him, there was a strange sweetness in his heart. Fang Qiyan was satisfied and lay down on the side, and then hugged her into his arms.

Seeing that she was still covering her face, Wen Sheng whispered in her ear: "Lady, rest quickly, if the husband finds that the lady is not well-behaved, then the husband ...... Just continue..."Fang Qiyan hugged the person in his arms tighter after speaking, and then stopped talking, but the corners of his mouth uncontrollably hooked a charming arc.

Fang Qiyan's words were not finished, and Mo Xin also knew. With a red face, he buried his head in his arms and gradually fell asleep.