Chapter 41: Don't Mess with the Black President (40)
Yan Ling frowned and snorted.
Reach out and rub your nose.
But he was grabbed by Feng Lin's hand.
A soft voice rang in her ears, "Don't move. ”
"Huh?"
Yan Ling's beautiful eyes were full of puzzlement.
"......" Fenglin was flustered by her look, and put out a free hand to cover her eyebrows.
Half of the face, the size of a palm, exudes a seductive luster in the bright light.
Especially the pink and tender cherry lips, it seems to be picked by others.
The tip of the red nose looks particularly pitiful.
The wind is tight.
Gently dropped a kiss and imprinted it on the tip of her nose.
Gentle and slow is not like words.
It's like tasting something delicious.
Under the warm palm, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, sweeping back and forth in his palm.
Stir up a shudder.
The big hand holding his small hand subconsciously buckled her slender waist, hugged her and pushed her against the wall.
The thin lips pressed against her cheeks, and the smile grew darker.
The dark ink eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of light, shining brightly.
Vaguely mixed with a strong sense of possessiveness.
Yan Ling was pressed against the wall by him, and his eyes were covered by his big palm, and it was pitch black.
In the small space, she felt her heart beat uncontrollably.
That indescribable feeling...... Not again.
She could clearly perceive that half of her face was already flushed under his big palm.
Almost subconsciously, he reached out and tried to push the wind forward.
It's a pity that the man was indifferent.
Instead, he hugged her tighter.
"The wind is coming?"
She shouted.
The voice is not as clear as it used to be, a little soft, a little hoarse.
But it's extraordinarily seductive.
Hook's wind almost lost all reason.
He never knew that his name could be called so well by her.
In the blink of an eye, only pitch black remained in the ink eyes, and the only light disappeared at some point.
The hand that had been covering her eyes suddenly dropped.
The sudden bright light made Yan Ling, who had already adapted to the darkness, frown uncomfortably, and his eyes were half-squinted.
Immediately, what caught her eyes was the magnified face of Feng Lin.
Cold, thin lips landed on her lips and kissed her gently.
Then, it was out of control.
He kissed the corners of her lips, chin, cheeks, eyebrows.
The whole face was kissed by him.
Yan Ling's whole body was uncontrollably weak, and he subconsciously hooked his neck.
But she didn't want to, her actions made his movements more and more fierce.
"Wind, ......"
She followed the gap and shouted again.
The man seemed dissatisfied with her inattentiveness.
There was a slight pain in his lips, and his words and sanity gradually returned a little.
She opened her somewhat misty eyes, and saw that the favorability on Feng Lin's face had risen to 80.
In his dark, heavy eyes, there was only her, and she was the only one.
Everything in the world, at this moment, is silent.
Yan Ling's mind was messy, and although his reason returned, he didn't know what he was going to do.
stared at him blankly.
It's not the same as the calm and clear of the past.
His eyes were misty, and his little face was flushed, like a goblin who was extremely seductive.
Feng Lin was hooked at a glance, he thought, he really loved her watery appearance who was bullied by him.
I want to bully.
I want to hug it back and bully it hard.
But what was left of his sanity told him that he couldn't do that.
will scare her.
Take your time.
Slowly coming to ...... The whole person wants to explode.
Feng Lin gritted his teeth and burst into a foul mouth, suddenly let go of Yan Ling, and plunged into the bathroom.