It was already noon, and the tear mole blew out the candles in his room, and a cotton cloak passed outside, and he walked towards the Huai Xuan house in the faint light.

It was cold, and the cold wind hit and got into the cuffs, neckline. Tear Mole couldn't help but shudder, how did he choose this time to speak.

【Tear mole】

"Door...... Huai Xuan?"

The tear mole walked to the door of Huai Xuan, but it was pitch black inside, and there was no light.

Unable to hear a response, the tear mole opened its mouth and screamed twice.

Before Huai Xuan could shout the last sentence, he was dragged in.

The room was dark, and Tearmole could feel the force of Huai Xuan pushing her down against the doorframe. I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could feel his breath at all.

His shoulders were pressed against the door, and the warmth of his sharpened hands through his clothes made his tears palpitate.

The human senses are the most sensitive in the dark, and the slight breath hits the ears. The grassy gasp seemed to be absent, and the tear mole felt like she was going to get drunk.

Although the current scene is invisible, it can be regarded as a grinding of ears and temples. However, what happened to him?

【Huai Xuan】

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a very good smell of green bamboo, which always makes people not smell enough."

As he spoke, his nose rubbed against the back of the tear mole's ears, cheeks, neck, and then chest. Everywhere you go, it's lingering.

【Tear mole】

"Don't ......"

The tear mole heart should be gently turned into water, and in the face of such a scene, the heart panicked, and gently struggled to push away the Huai Xuan.

【Huai Xuan】

"Don't Talk......"

Huai Xuan stopped moving, just hugged her quietly, and the tear mole naturally didn't dare to move. The quiet atmosphere lasted for a long time, and for a long time the tear mole did not dare to gasp loudly.

【Huai Xuan】

"I don't know if I'll have a chance to hold you again in the future......"

The low, lonely voice seemed to crush the heart of the tear mole, and every inch of breath was faintly painful.

Huaixuan, he likes himself a little bit.

Even if he is just a tear mole for him, even if he is his weakness.

The hand involuntarily wrapped around Huai Xuan's back, throbbing like never before, and joy never before.

But what she didn't know was the uncontrollable pain in her dark eyes.

Tear Mole didn't know what Huai Fei was worried about, what she was afraid of, she only knew that Huai Huang was very helpless and weak now.

So, he stood on tiptoe gently, found his lips in the dark with unmistakable accuracy, and kissed him.

After all, the tear mole is ignorant of the world, and when he kissed it, he clung to it tightly, and he didn't dare to make the next move. She didn't have time to think about what kind of expression Huai Xuan would have.

Since, it was done. That's it over there.

【Huai Xuan】

"Not enough..."

Huai Fei slowly separated the distance between the two, and the sudden air made the heat of the tear-stained face slowly dissipate a lot.

It seems that he has not spoken for a long time, and his voice is hoarse and low, and it is stained with ...... With a wisp of worldly bondage, it is very different from the previous humble gentleman:

【Huai Xuan】

"That's how it should ......"

He pinched Tear Mole's chin with his hand, and kissed it hard, skilfully cracking open Tear Mole's teeth, deftly intertwining with her little tongue.

The kiss was deep and heavy.

The air in Tear Mole's mouth seemed to be devoured by her, and every inch was his taste.

The candlelight in the house suddenly lit up.

Huai suddenly let go of her, lowered his eyes, and stopped looking at her.

The tear mole had some courage at this time, the candlelight was swaying, and the eyes of Huai Fei were a little evasive. The originally weak and pale face also had a hint of blood. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Demon School Grass, Deep Claw Book House" for free for the first time.