Just one sentence, at the same time evoked the memories of the two.

In the dark and moonless night, Zhao Fuling was confused because of a fever. Driven by instinct and desire, she kissed Li Jingmo almost murderously.

Maybe it can't be called a kiss, but it's just a bite that can't be ordered.

At that time, Li Jingmo was restrained and obeyed the rules, and did not take advantage of the situation to take a step closer, but unfortunately asked Peony to bump into him, thinking that Zhao Fuling was in turn light.

On the second day, Li Jingmo had a little wound on his lips.

It was also because of that opportunity that the two had the opportunity to reveal their hearts and get to where they are today.

After Li Jingmo recalled it in his mind, his heart moved slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Zhao Fuling, and let her play with her motionlessly. It wasn't until Zhao Fuling's hand was about to be withdrawn that he grabbed the person.

Zhao Fuling's wrist is slender and white, and it is easy to get bruised and swollen.

Li Jingmo's five fingers moved, and he relaxed a little bit of strength, and pulled her down in front of him.

Seeing Zhao Fuling leaning over obediently, he rested his chin on Zhao Fuling's shoulder, leaned into the other party's ear, and said in a low voice, "You can bite the ...... again"

The low and elegant voice, with a subtle bewitchment, made Zhao Fuling feel as if a heat wave hit directly above her head.

Her mind went blank for a moment before she snapped back to her senses.

The hot breath exhaled from Li Jingmo's lips brushed her earlobe, and a tingling itch made her can't help but shrink her neck and retreat.

Unexpectedly, Li Jingmo caught up with her and grabbed her waist.

"Ling." He leaned close to Zhao Ling's cheek and muttered lowly.

looked at each other's eyes burning, as if they were silently saying something love.

The summer shirt was light, the two were very close, and the heartbeat was particularly obvious.

Zhao Fuling couldn't tell for a moment who this drum-like heartbeat was.

She was silent for a moment before trying her best to calm herself down, raised her head and looked at Li Jingmo and said, "Your Highness, you have learned badly." ”

In the past, he was very serious, extraordinarily dignified, and strictly followed the four words "do not look at incivility".

And now it's still flirtatious?

The key is...... Zhao Lingling actually eats this set very much.

She seems to be calm on the surface, but in fact, there is already a villain in her heart who is crazy in the wind, and even Fang Cai's calm tone seems to have changed.

So I didn't know how to react for a while.

And Li Jingmo, who took the initiative, lowered his head, pressed against Zhao Fuling's forehead, and pursued while he was victorious: "Then do you like it?" ”

Zhao Fuling: "......"

She likes her, and she can't say it!

The temperature around him is rising, the atmosphere is ambiguous and charming, and Zhao Lingling's strength in holding Li Jingmo's clothes is getting bigger and bigger.

She sensed that the other's burning gaze was gradually moving downward, from her eyebrows, to her eyes, to her nose, and finally to her mouth.

Zhao Fuling suddenly pursed her lips.

Her heart seemed to jump out of her chest, and she only felt that something seemed out of control.

After Li Jingmo saw it, he slowly leaned over and kissed the tip of Zhao Ling's nose, and then said with a coax: "Ah Ling, don't bite ......"

Zhao Fuling swallowed nervously, and subconsciously retorted: "I didn't bite...... Not. ”

Before she finished speaking, the other party suddenly choked her lips.

The warm and soft touch made Zhao Fuling's eyes widen suddenly. Probably too close, she even clearly saw the little self in Li Jingmo's eyes.

I was at a loss.

Li Jingmo's ears were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood, but he still tried his best to keep calm and control the rhythm.

He raised his hand, covered Zhao Fuling's eyes, and lightly bit the corner of Zhao Fuling's mouth.

After evacuating slightly, he approached again, and his tone was extremely low and hoarse: "Don't look at ......"