"Are you listening?"

The three words were lightly and shallowly, without any hint of accusation, but in her ears, it seemed to have changed a meaning.

Jiang Lingzhi's heart jumped slightly.

Suddenly, there was a kind of caution that was caught by the teacher in class.

"I'm ......" she subconsciously turned her face sideways, trying to justify.

Because she was so nervous, Jiang Lingzhi even forgot that the distance between the two of them at this moment was no more than a millimeter.

She turned her head suddenly, and suddenly her lips touched a touch of softness.

The last word "listen" just dissipated between the lips and teeth.

This kind of touch is familiar and unfamiliar to the [Literature Museum].

Jiang Lingzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, her pupils shrank, and her whole person froze in place.

The distance between breaths is so close.

When he got closer, Jiang Ling knew that he could clearly smell the smell that belonged to him, and the cold smell of mint tobacco came to his face.

And the temperature on his thin lips, little by little, spread.

The sound of the heartbeat is infinitely amplified in the silence of the space.

Her mind went blank in an instant.

Jiang Lingzhi seemed to be bewitched, her eyelashes drooped slightly, not only did she not retreat, but instead went up, getting closer to him.

The touch of nothingness becomes like substance.

The air was scorching.

Jiang Lingzhi didn't know what she wanted, but she felt a little dry mouth inexplicably, and subconsciously stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the corner of her lips.

Li Shunan's fingers holding the pen paused, and his body froze violently.

The slippery itch rubbed lightly, spreading from the thin lips to the heart.

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, the girl's eyelashes were close at hand, he seemed to have come back to his senses, his breath burned a little, and he stepped back slightly.

His breath was withdrawn in an instant.

Jiang Lingzhi's eyelashes trembled, and then she came back to her senses, and when she opened her eyes, her eyes were still filled with a confused mist.

She paused, turned her head, and leaned her back against the edge of the couch, her chest still heaving slightly.

Realizing what she had done, the roots of her ears began to burn, which soon spread to her cheeks and burned into pieces.

The whole space is filled with ambiguity. The breath of ambiguity.

Even the air got a little hotter.

Jiang Lingzhi swallowed her saliva, her eyes didn't dare to look casually, and she was a little nervous: "I'...... I didn't mean to ......"

She wasn't done yet.

The tip of the small chin was pinched by a large warm palm.

His breath came from behind.

"Don't mess with me,"

Jiang Ling paused between her fingers, feeling his rough fingertips gently rubbing her chin.

"There's another time," his breath was hot, his thin lips rested on her ear, and his voice was sexy, "I can't bear it." ”

Jiang Lingzhi's brain exploded in an instant, and the whole person's senses were only the touch of the ear.

And his sigh.

—

Jiang Lingzhi sniffed, and finally calmed down.

She held the pen in her hand, her eyes fixed on the test paper, but she didn't know where to run.

Actually, she always thought it was quite strange.

Except for when she almost wanted to be bad, Li Shunan kissed the smoke in order to educate herself.

Later, he didn't kiss her on the lips again.

More is to kiss her forehead without any desire. Thoughts, so pure that they can no longer be pure.

It didn't match what he usually said.

Several times when he couldn't control it, he just bit her neck.

Jiang Lingzhi really wanted to ask him.

Why the hell don't you kiss me!