Don't mess around, don't mess around (8)

Yu Yin didn't give him a chance this time, and quickly withdrew his hand and put it in front of him.

Until the end of the ceremony, Xing Yu could still hear the evaluation of Yu Yin by the people around her.

"When Sanskrit Yin stood on the stage, I had four words: fairy wind bone."

Her apprentice seemed to be holding her hand again, and was thrown away by Sanskrit. I heard that his disciple has not yet completed his spiritual cultivation, and I am afraid that Sanskrit does not like his disciple. ”

"It shouldn't be, Xing Yu is so good-looking, even if he doesn't have the strength, he took off his clothes and lay down on my bed, and I can do anything with that face."

"Go, go, you are so to be a Sanskrit monk."

The monk who was refuted retorted: "Women are visual creatures to a certain extent, everyone is a woman. ”

The two were still arguing about something, Xing Yu didn't listen anymore, and the young man quickly caught up with Yu Yin, following Yu Yin without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

Yu Yin turned around and walked towards the dormitory, Yu Guang noticed the figure of the young man following up, so he didn't say anything more, and after the clinker boy entered the door, he grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the door.

He untied his shirt with a slight movement of his fingers, letting Yu Yin's hand rest on his collarbone, the place where Yu Yin's fingertips touched felt delicate, the young man looked at her, his eyes were wet, and he was aggrieved and bold to wet Yu Yin's red lips, and the other hand held Yu Yin's waist to make her closer to himself, and the young man took Yu Yin's hand to untie the belt of his robe little by little.

A very soft gasp sounded in Yu Yin's ears, and the young man's thin lips whispered in her ear, and his voice was hoarse: "Master, yes." ”

What do you want?!

Yu Yin's dizzy mind that was kissed by him suddenly sobered up, and she grabbed Xing Yu's collar and pulled the person back, "Get dressed." ”

The silver thread on the corner of Xing Yu's mouth had not yet been wiped, he took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth under Yu Yin's gaze, and the clear and fast movements were wiped by him very slowly and patiently, as if he was silently inviting Yu Yin with his movements.

The young man's voice was soft and glutinous, "The corners of the master's mouth are also there." ”

He has a clean temperament, and saying this sentence in a serious way actually gave Yu Yin a feeling that she was slighting him!

Her face was smeared with crimson, and she was about to go to find her handkerchief, when the young man was already standing in front of her, holding Yu Yin's wrist with both hands, his black eyes were pure, and his thin lips opened slightly under Yu Yin's disbelieving gaze, and he touched the silver thread with his lower lip, and smiled shallowly: "I'll help the master." ”

【Drop! The system prompts that the love value is increased by three, and the current love value is three. 】

One sentence calmed Yu Yin's heart that was almost provoked, and it took several kisses to increase the love value to three.

But it's also worth three more love.

She didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy for a while, so she had to poke the tips of Xing Yu's ears that couldn't help but pop up: "Get dressed!" ”

The boy screamed.

Picked up the belt on the ground, but when he got up, his shirt slipped off his shoulders and landed on his waist and abdomen.

The sun outside shines indoors, the young man's body is shiny, his skin is fair, his muscles are smooth, Yu Yin looked at his back, the waistline arc curved perfectly, after Xing Yu noticed Yu Yin's obvious pause, he shrugged his shoulders as if unintentionally and shook his clothes back to his shoulders, turned around and tied the belt loosely, half-covering and half-hiding the most seductive...

Yu Yin's earlobes were hot, her eyebrows frowned slightly and stared at Xing Yu, and she kept telling herself in her heart: color is emptiness. Xing Yu's eyes were light crimson, and his black pupils were full of spring, and he timidly glanced at Yu Yin, and his voice was soft: "I didn't mean to wear clothes well." ”