Zhishan's slender arms hugged the flower tightly, and her lips were so soft and sweet that he couldn't help but want to continue tasting it.

The flower did not fall only to feel that his head was dizzy, his mind was blank, his lips were warm and soft, like a soft feather falling on the lips, fluttering, but the touch was distinct, and gradually the feather seemed to be contaminated with warm dew, turning into a gorgeous velvet, slowly rubbing between her lips.

His slippery, soft tongue slowly roamed over her rosy lips, pumping her senses away with each step forward.

She never imagined that the simple touch of two people's lips could bring her so much throbbing.

"The flowers have not fallen......" His deep and cold voice gently escaped between his lips and teeth, as if with a spell, binding her heart a little bit, and she suddenly found that her name was so beautiful when it came out of the mouth of the best.

"Hmm...... Little junior brother ......" Hua Weiluo responded to him in a hoarse voice.

Zhishan's action paused, a pair of deep eyes lowered slightly, looking at the flowers before falling into a trance, his slender white fingers lightly covered her cheeks, his fingertips gently rubbed her skin, and his voice was soft and bewitching: "Don't call me junior brother." ”

"Uh...... Zhishan ......" Hua Weiluo looked at him with confused eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then called out his Taoist name softly.

"......" Zhishan's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and he groaned for a moment, and then said in a faint voice: "Don't call my Dao number either." ”

"......" Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, a pair of moist eyes looked at Zhishan with a complicated expression, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Then what am I calling you?" ”

"You decide." Zhishan's deep eyes shone with bright stars, and after he lowered his head slightly and imprinted a kiss on the cheek of the flower, he said in a low voice: "Call me whatever you want." ”

“…… I want to call you junior brother......" Hua Weiluo's head shrank, and there was a tickling sensation on her cheeks, she hesitated for a moment, but after all, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Zhishan was slightly stunned, and a trace of annoyance appeared on the face of Junxiu, who had always been expressionless, and said, "No." ”

……

All right......

Hua Weiluo lowered his head stupidly, a white and slender little hand played with the hem of Zhishan's clothes, and his mind was thinking quickly, what kind of nerves was this guy making, and he was not allowed to call the little junior brother, and he was not allowed to call Zhishan, and he never told himself his name...... Did this situation mean that she was trying to give him a name?

"It's okay...... You can think about it slowly......" Zhishan looked at Hua Weiluo's tangled face, and couldn't help but stretch out a white finger, gently pinched her pointed chin, bowed his head slightly, put his lips back on her lip flap, and whispered in a low voice: "I have enough patience to wait......"

"Hmm......" Hua Weiluo opened a pair of confused eyes, looking at the cheeks of the little junior brother who suddenly approached, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, wasn't he still talking about the name just now, why was he kissed again in the blink of an eye? ?

Her lips were too warm and soft, and they exuded a seductive scent, and such a sweet scent made his heart sink in an instant.