Itching of the collarbone.

Fenghua opened her eyes sleepily, and lazily patted away the young man's unhurried hand on her neck, "Don't make trouble." ”

Li Heng withdrew his hand, circled her instead, and whispered a number in her ear: "51." ”

As soon as he woke up, Fenghua's mind was confused, a little sluggish, and he didn't understand for a while what the young man suddenly said without a head or tail meant by '51', "Huh? ”

The voice picked up, slightly raised, with a hint of doubt.

The young man's beautiful fingertips fell on the girl's inadvertently exposed whiteness, and a bright and ambiguous kiss mark appeared, and he lowered his eyes and said, "This." ”

“……”

Fenghua almost didn't come up in one breath.

What this kid shouldn't say......

The boy suddenly turned over, not light, not heavy, but impenetrable on her.

He lowered his head and bit down on the girl's white and full skin, and slowly grinded the delicate piece with his teeth, and the burning breath sprayed on it, causing a small moan to overflow between her lips and teeth, and then she retreated unhurriedly.

The slender and beautiful fingers of the bone joints were put up, feeling the delicate and delicate touch under the fingertips, the pupils were as black as a whirlpool and deep, smudged with lust, and whispered: "52." ”

Fenghua: "......"

It's boring.

Count how many of them are there...... Kiss marks.

It's boring, but there's a little bit of romance.

Fenghua couldn't cry or laugh, raised his hand and pushed him, "Okay, hurry up." ”

"Vivi ......"

The voice.

Fenghua's heart was not good, and he immediately became vigilant: "Hey, you can't prostitute during the day......"

Before she finished speaking, under the fluffy and soft quilt, the young man's knees pushed her legs open, and the hot and hot texture was heavily pasted up.

……

The big guy who had just opened the meat and eaten the marrow knew the taste, and pressed her to do it again before she was satisfied with it and stopped.

Looking out the window, it's almost noon.

Seeing the girl lazily hugging the quilt softly, with a thin layer of sweat between her black sideburns, her white skin flushed with a beautiful crimson after lust, and she didn't want to move her fingers anymore, the young man lowered his eyelashes and pecked her lips: "I'll cook." ”

"Go, go, go." She didn't blink her eyelashes.

Li Heng put on a simple but timeless white shirt and black pants, and went downstairs with a casual expression.

The sound of footsteps seemed to reveal his happy mood at this moment.

Fenghua wrapped himself in the quilt, closed his eyes and lay on the bed for a while, and only sat up after ten minutes of rubbing his waist.

He took the snow-white shirt of the teenager that was neatly stacked at the head of the bed and put it on his body.

The long black hair with slightly curly hair is casually and lazily draped behind him, the slightly open neckline of the white shirt, and the few kiss marks on the white skin are bright and beautiful, spreading from the delicate collarbone to the chest, which is reverie......

She got out of bed.

His legs were weak and he almost fell.

"Sss Fenghua rubbed his waist, narrowed his beautiful eyes and took a breath, until today he didn't know that he was so handsome that he couldn't close his legs, and it was all the beauty that caused the trouble.

She stumbled downstairs.

In the kitchen, the teenager was cooking, and the aroma wafted.

Not to mention, the physical exertion is too great, and I am really hungry. She touched her stomach and sat down at the table.

Holding her cheeks, she looked at the young man with beautiful eyes, and a strand of black curly hair hung down like a waterfall, lingering between her wrists.

Soon, the meal was served.

"Starving." Fenghua took the white rice and picked up the chopsticks.

The young man blinked, and suddenly remembered a certain book called Xiaoyan that he had flipped through, and said, "...... Didn't I feed you? ”