For a reborn person, Pei Yunqing has already learned all the knowledge in school, and there is no need to waste too much time in school.

Since she was identified by Fang Mi before, she has not held a scalpel for too long except for school dissection, and her hands are secretly itchy every day.

Putting down the soup bowl in his hand, Tang Moshen looked sideways.

"You don't have to fight so hard!"

"You can't waste your time at school, right?" Pei Yun winked at him lightly, "What's more, I really have itchy hands without holding a scalpel for so long, so I can't practice with you, right?" ”

His gaze fell on her visibly bloodshot eyes, and the man reached out and snatched the book from her hand.

"Let's go!"

"Why?"

Picking her up from the sand like a child, Tang Moshen strode towards the door.

"Sleep!"

These days, things are one thing after another, and she sleeps late every day.

Finally, there is nothing big in the past few days, she has to stay up all night to review, Tang Moshen is naturally not worried about her body.

Reaching out to wrap his arms around his neck, Pei Yun lightly raised his face to meet his eyes.

"Don't you still have a job?"

Squeezing open the door to the master bedroom with his body, the man strode to the side of the bed and bent her down on the bed.

"I'll be with you first!"

Stay with her first, and then go to work?

"I'm fine, you go to work first......"

Before Pei Yun finished speaking, the man's lips had already come over and blocked hers.

Originally, he didn't have any evil thoughts, but he just wanted to send her to bed and rest early.

These days, and many things, the two have not been intimate for several nights.

Many times, she was still working and she was already asleep, and he couldn't bear to disturb her rest, so he gave up.

Now, Yiren is on his side, and he naturally doesn't want to let go of the opportunity to get close to her.

Sucking and kissing her lips, he naturally stormed the city and deepened that kiss.

Between her lips and tongue, there is a faint sweet taste, and that soft and sweet place makes people linger every time.

The tip of his tongue swept over her neat little teeth, and the man's large hand reached the back of her head with a familiar hand, against the back of her head, and then swooped in and grabbed her.

Suck a kiss.

Nibble.

Pester.

……

The double stimulation of taste buds and nerves can easily make the two of them have a little strange emotions.

The girl's arms around his neck naturally tightened.

The big hand reached behind her waist and held up the slender waist, Tang Moshen's body was also pressed down, and the strong chest was tightly attached to her soft body.

The lips and tongues are entangled, the bodies are tightly clinging to each other, and the two people have to kiss into one.

Until, almost unable to breathe, he was still reluctant to let go.

Wheezing and hugging, their lips still squeezing and rubbing on each other's lips.

The girl's eyes were watery, moist as if they were stained with dew, but the man's eyes were darker and darker, and there was a strange fire flashing in the black pupils.

No one spoke, but as if they had made an appointment with the other party, they stretched out their palms and pinched the buttons of each other's clothes, and their fingertips were a little eager.

The shirt on the man's body needed to be unbuttoned one by one, and the second button had just been unbuttoned.

Her homely baggy sweater had been pushed up and piled up over her shoulders.

The big hand reached behind his back and touched it twice, but he didn't pinch the button, and the man frowned slightly.

Feeling his fingertips tugging at his clothes, Pei Yun reminded softly.

"In ...... To the fore! ”

With the palm of your hand, you can easily find the buckle, and with a slight pinch, the garment will automatically slide to the sides.

He was still neatly dressed, but she had already lost her armor, like a defeated soldier on the battlefield.