With the warm fragrant nephrite in her arms, the journey of re-cherishing Chen is enough to be impetuous, and then being rubbed by her humming and chirping, it is undoubtedly a dry firewood that meets a fire, and it will ignite at the touch of a button.

He unconsciously rolled his Adam's apple twice, and his eyes, which had been as calm as the deep sea, were now surging with a whirlpool of monstrous waves, and with a slight flick of his mind, he would devour the girl in front of him.

And the bright and delicate girl not only did not perceive the danger in the slightest, but was like a small animal that had only attracted all the attention of a novelty.

After tilting her head and staring at his rolling Adam's apple for a moment, she leaned closer and 'chirped' at the bone that she found interesting.

As a result, instead of stopping completely, as she had expected, the bone rolled more often, as if inspired by some kind of encouragement......

Feng Yasong was completely interested, staring at his Adam's apple motionless like a kitten deliberately teasing its prey.

He moved, and she kissed it.

If he moves again, she will kiss again.

The cycle goes on and on, and it's fun to do it.

And Chong Jingchen: "......"

Chong Jingchen had already completely froze when she let out that loud 'boom' for the first time.

His mouth was parched and distraught, and his blood was boiling all over his body, and he was only gushing in one place.

Reason is also like a silk thread that falls on a thousand pounds of weight, which may break at any time.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and before he could speak, he sternly stopped the girl's behavior of playing with fire, and the girl had already blinked her misty eyes, and came up with great interest and started the next round of offensive.

And every time she leaned into his neck, the weight of the thousand pounds of silk thread called reason fell a little heavier.

By the time she was completely playful and changed her pecking to biting, Chong Jingchen had already been insatiable.

The moment his reason crumbled, he cut off her hands almost violently like a cruel beast and pressed her to the bed.

'Click', the creative nightlight at the head of the bed was knocked to the ground because the two of them moved too much.

Feng Yasong also couldn't control his strength when he launched the ruthlessness, and his two wrists hurt.

She gasped, and her big black and shiny eyes, which were as black as grapes, were instantly filled with crystal clear tears.

didn't fall down, only trembling in the eye sockets, and the appearance of crying was matched with a peerless face that was so bright that it was incomprehensible, not to mention how lethal it was.

Whoop -

As if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head, Chong Jingchen's feverish mind instantly sobered up.

The burning fire was also extinguished for the most part.

He instantly let go of the hand that was cutting her hands behind his back, jumped out of bed like a run, and took several steps back before he asked her in a dumb voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"You're hurting me." Feng Yasong moved his two freed wrists, and his muffled voice didn't mention how aggrieved he was.

Chong Jingchen subconsciously wanted to step forward to help her take a look, but he was afraid that the scene would be staged again, so he could only spit out a dry sentence from a safe distance of three meters: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just ......"

Sperm | Bestiality?

Although this is indeed the case, Chong Jingchen still feels that it is a little strange to say it so loudly.

Before he could think of the right words to replace these words, Feng Yasong was already lying on the bed like an unreasonable three-year-old child, rolling around: "I don't care, I don't care, I don't care!" You just did it on purpose! ”

"I won't forgive you unless you're willing to make amends by sleeping with me!"

"Woo woo woo someone's hands are really hurting to death! Woo woo woo bruises are pinched out! Woo woo woo so ugly ......"

And inexplicably a little hot Chong Chen: "......"

It's not that his thoughts are dirty, it's that the two of them almost brushed off just now, and it's really hard for him not to think about it when he hears the request of 'sleep with me' at this time!

Chong Jingchen thinks that he is not a saint, although his temperament is a little slower, but he has all the seven emotions and six desires that normal people have.

Physiological needs are included.

But needs are needs, and he is not a prodigal son who can casually turn a little girl into bed and do things on instinct.

Not to mention that Feng Yasong is still drunk, and he does things by instinct, and there is no logic to follow.

Even if she's sober-minded and completely happy now, it will at least have to wait until the two of them have talked about everything and formalized their relationship.

Otherwise, it always seems that he is too frivolous and does not value her enough.

Just now, he was just defenseless for a while, coupled with his hot head, that he almost let the situation get out of control.

Now that he has completely calmed down, it is absolutely impossible to let himself fall twice in the same pit in just a few minutes!

Chong Jingchen tried hard to adjust his breathing, and was so worn out by her vexatious appearance that he had no temper, but he couldn't bear to let her continue to cry and ignore her.

can only rely on her current brain is not very clear, and crush her with her IQ!

Chong Jingchen: "It's okay to sleep with you, but before we officially start sleeping, you have to play a little game with me." ”

Feng Yasong is no different from a mentally retarded elementary school chicken now, as soon as she heard the word 'little game', she instantly stopped crying, looked at him with bright eyes and said, "Game? What mini-games? ”

Chong Jingchen's face was not red and his heart was not beating on the scene: "The name of this game is 'Who is the strongest wooden man', the rules of the game are very simple, after I count down to three, we will close our eyes together, and our bodies will not be able to move, so we will imitate the state of the wooden man to see who can last longer." ”

"Whoever opens his eyes first and moves around loses. If you win me, I'll sleep with you, and if you lose, just lie down on the bed honestly and wait for me to make you sobering soup, okay? ”

Feng Yasong originally thought it was some interesting little game, but after listening to the rules of the game, half of his interest was instantly lost.

She rolled over and lay down on the bed like a salted fish, not to mention how disgusted her tone was: "Who invented this broken game?" It's too boring, right? Don't play, don't play! ”

And inexplicably there is a connotation of Chong Chen: "......"

He had long expected that Feng Yasong would not agree to him so easily, so he had to raise his eyebrows playfully, showing the agitation method he had prepared a long time ago: "Are you bored? I think it's interesting. ”

"You don't want to play with me because you don't have confidence in yourself and are afraid of losing to me, so you deliberately slander this game and don't want to play with me?"

And Feng Yasong, who was obviously enraged: "??? ”

Mr. Chong: I want to, but I can't.

Me: I really want to write, but I don't dare to

(End of chapter)