Jian Yixue shook her head again and again, "No, no, no...... No need...... I...... Huh? What are you doing? Hmmm......"

Oh my God!!

She was really kissed!

Her mind went blank, and she stared at the face that was close at hand, without blinking......

The lines of his face are smooth and distinct, his eyelashes are long, the bridge of his nose is high, and his thin lips are slowly rubbing against hers......

Slightly cool, jelly-like touch, with a hint of mint.

After a shallow taste, Yan Yichen let go of her, and looked at her with a gentle smile, his eyes seemed to be sprinkled with starlight, shining with bright luster.

"I ...... Am I being kissed by you? Jian Yixue asked sluggishly, at this moment, she was wearing black-framed glasses with a blank face, and she was very cute.

"What you state is the truth." Yan Yichen bowed his head, looking quite approving, and had a "kind-hearted" expression, "How is it?" Did you get some creative inspiration? ”

Hearing him say this, Jian Yixue felt a little delicate for a while.

She writes for herself...... Just kissed her?

It's really selfless, helpful, enthusiastic, and dedicated-_-!

She bit her lip, obviously red from her cheeks to the roots of her ears, but she said stiffly: "No!" Inspiration is not a faucet, you can turn it on, but you will not have it when you close it. ”

"Really?" Yan Yichen chuckled, his eyes blinked, making Jian Yixue feel bad......

It turns out that a woman's sixth sense is quite accurate.

In the next second, Yan Yichen raised his hand, took off her obstructive glasses, threw them casually, clasped the back of her head with one hand, clamped her delicate chin with the other, and kissed them again!

Different from the previous gentle kiss, this kiss is a little more domineering and conquering.

Strongly pried open her lips and teeth, he has always been gentle, but at this time, he drove straight in regardless of it, the tip of his tongue against the tip of her tongue, absorbing all her sweetness.

Every corner is invaded and never let go.

Jian Yixue tried to struggle, but found that it was to no avail...... On the contrary, the whole person was beaten and hugged and thrown on the bed.

The bed was very soft, it didn't hurt to fall up, and before she could get up, Yan Yichen had already bullied her body, and her slender body covered her, shackling her firmly on the bed, unable to move.

Jian Yixue looked panicked, and put her hands on her chest, separating her from Yan Yichen's physical contact.

"How can you find inspiration for others like this! Can't I stop writing! "Jian Yixue wants to cry without tears, okay, why was she pressed under him?

Yan Yichen half-squinted his eyes, his eyes were dark and dark, and he raised his hand and pinched Jian Yixue's ears.

Where his fingertips brushed, it was as if they had been burned by fire, and her shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Don't pinch ......"

"Why not?" Yan Yichen asked a reasonable one.

Jian Yixue's face was flushed, "Itchy......"

Yan Yichen smiled, her thin lips were printed on her red lips, and she continued to kiss and ravage, until Jian Yixue's panting eyes were blurred, and then she propped herself up and chuckled:

"Do you want to continue? Well? ”

Jian Yixue finally smoothed out her breath, the corners of her eyes were moist and red, she looked pitiful, she shook her head, "Don't do it...... I'm inspired to write! ”

"Good." Yan Yichen touched her head, a touch of bread crossed her eyes, but she said: "If you have no inspiration in the future, you can find me at any time." ”