In his gentle kiss like a feather, Luo Qingxue also had a faint feeling of tenderness in his heart, rising.

In ordinary moments, although Leng Yunting can't be the style of the Fauvist every time, but he has been spoiled by women for a long time, and whatever he wants to do, he does it directly, and never takes into account the feelings of others.

Even if he can do a little better with her, he usually doesn't do this.

After all, if a man is too gentle in bed or on the bed, doesn't he appear to himself - can't he?

And she, at the beginning of her relationship with him, was doing everything possible to charm him, please him, and seduce him.

If she wants to be better, she can only use other means to divert his interest and make him no longer interested in crazy demands.

So many times, although she doesn't care about it now, and she is also used to his brutalist style.

However, what woman doesn't want her man to be gentle, considerate, and careful with her?

Although she knew that she was just acting at the moment, she could feel that the person who gently picked her up and kissed her on the face was Leng Yunting.

Can't open her eyes, but she can feel the breath on his body, his heat, it's him, just think that it's him who is so gentle to her at this moment.

Her mood will be inexplicable, and she will also be dyed with a touch of crimson desire.

Simulating the appearance in the play, she gradually calmed down, did not speak, but slowly immersed herself in the world he gave.

The kiss gently went from her eyes, to her cheeks, to the tip of her nose, and finally, to the corners of her lips.

He doesn't smoke, he has a faint orchid-like aroma on his body, and the extreme gentleness makes her feel like she is stuck in the clouds, unreal.

Like a mist, like a drizzle, and like a breeze, blowing through her heart, making her cold and hard heart beat with it!

Gently, he pulled the straps off her garment.

The cloak-like, floor-to-ground robe was like a sheet, gently fluttering from her shoulders, drifting down—

Then, there was the waterfall of her hair.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, and he looked at her deeply.

Then, his slender fingertips moved to the neckline of her dress, and pointed to the side—

"Ka!" was called by Zhang Xiaodong, according to the script, when he "pushed" her to the ground, she and his upper body should be out of line.

Of course, the dew point is impossible, but the two can be blocked a little tighter by borrowing the position of the shooting technique and other means.

It's just that in front of so many people, you have to take off almost the same, this 。。。。。。。。

"Don't worry, you don't need to □□, as long as the top is exposed, there will naturally be a fruit to solve it below!" Zhang Xiaodong was kind and tempting, it felt like a big bad wolf who was going to eat the little white rabbit.

Although I know that it is a fake, this feeling of □□ in front of the public is still very unpleasant.

In fact, people's mentality is very strange, at the beach, there are many people wearing hot bikinis, and if you don't wear them, you will feel that there is a problem.

However, if someone is walking around on the street wearing underwear, underwear, or pants, it may be considered mentally ill!

Just like now, everyone is dressed well, and they are still gathered on the side.