Soft and sticky. The kiss is long. This is a Bobo from the age of seventeen to the age of eighteen. Perhaps the muffled humming and panting were too pure, and in the otherwise quiet room was too clear and embarrassing, and the evening breeze whistled softly here, playing a joyful ballad.

The heart is full of joy! What's more, it's still Qiao'er who takes the initiative. For the matter of kissing, Wen Yu and Fu Chengque are becoming more and more familiar.

They can always kiss and compete with each other. Wen Yu's hands hanging behind Fu Chengque's back, at a certain moment when his reason loses the upper hand, he can't help but slide, and the girl will clasp his hands on the other party's wrists at this time, preventing him from acting recklessly.

Where is Wen Yu willing, the fragrant and soft little green plums are all in front of him, I can't touch it?! Therefore, there is always a lot of anxiety.

Occasionally, it can be done, and occasionally it can't be touched and bitten. Today's 18th birthday, touched. Supporting the girl's body with his left and right hands, Wen Yu's brain simply exploded.

The girl's body is similar to that of a man, but it is completely different, and she has more and more body odor when she touches it. He often annoys that the two of them are sweet and warm, and his mind is full of impropriety, but he can't control it.

It wasn't until the breathing couldn't keep up with the movements, the chest was stuffy, and the head was dizzy, and the two slowly separated. The girl struggled to break the young man's hand, and then rested it on her waist, motioning to hug her, and waited for the little boyfriend to do so

"Oops" shallow shallow shout, and his body collapsed softly onto this piece of chest, snorting and panting.

Long. The girl raised her eyes slightly, there was no annoyance in her eyes, but asked playfully, "Xiaoyu, how do you feel?" "What does it feel like?

Qiao'er has really grown up, and she can ask such a question so unburdened! Wen Yu pondered for a moment, and said with a retrospective feeling: "Bullet, soft ......" Fu Chengqi was annoyed and beat his chest,

"I didn't ask you this!" Oh! ——It really confirms that he is full of seriousness. Wen Yu said in his heart.

And he said, "Sweet, very dear and ...... Well...... Stimulate. Fu Chengque rolled her eyes, she pointed to the dark night sky outside, and said angrily and speechlessly: "I asked you how it feels to be eighteen, after twelve o'clock, you are already eighteen!" "So that's it!

Wen Yu was slightly embarrassed. To be honest, adulthood - this is the moment you enter the age of eighteen, the most unfeeling.

It's far less sweet than Xiaoqingmei's kiss, and the Q bomb of Qiao'er's buttocks is easy to touch, which is a very feeling and tasteful thing.

Silently, as if it had never come. But when I think back to my previous birthdays, I feel that there is indeed a difference. The late autumn is not cool, and the breath of the two people brews a sweet warmth.

This eighteen-year-old, someone sent him a gift, full of heart, and full of fun and fun; This eighteen-year-old has been chanting and preparing for a long time; This eighteen-year-old came from a wet kiss...... Wen Yu hugged the little green plum in his arms tighter, and brought a new blanket on the sofa to wrap her, waiting for the warmth to accumulate, and then said seriously: "Eighteen, adulthood, I actually don't feel anything." But, you ...... You, Qiao'er, and Xiaogua are very different. ”

"They prepared a bunch of gifts for me, and I liked it very much. You too, Qiao'er, here, here we live together, busy cooking a meal for me, haha thank you. Take a kiss...... Tsk, this face is so soft. ”

"Sometimes I feel like I'm not alone, and sometimes I feel like I've been alone for a long time...... Well、Say what went to me。 Wen Yu said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

His gaze first looked into the eyes of the girl in his arms, and then slowly swam as he spoke, first at the gift he had just received, then on the more and more furniture and small decorations around him, and finally along the glass of the balcony, he jumped outward, staring into the sky.

It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. The lights in the sky flashed out of nowhere, and Wen Yu's mind flickered and messed up.

The words were also messed up, and he simply ended,

"In short, my eighteen, I feel good, happy, and satisfied!" Wen Yu paused, he heard Xiao Qingmei snickering in his arms, his body trembled slightly, he smiled and asked, "Qiao'er, what will you eat tomorrow?" It's been a long time since I've eaten your food. Fu Orange Finch raised her eyes,

"Yo he" responded urgently: "You're not afraid that what I'm doing is unpalatable?" ”

"What's that, the oil of the back pot meat, the lake of salt and pepper shrimp, these tastes have not been eaten for too long and have forgotten, and when I talk about it, I can't help but miss it." Wen Yu smacked his lips,

"What's more, I've watched you practice cooking, so I want to taste your growth even more!"

"You haven't forgotten!" The girl said angrily, and chuckled again: "Haha, wait, I'll know tomorrow!" Wen Yu nodded.

The last time I ate a dish made by Fu Orange Sparrow was indeed a long time ago. It's so fast. The messy rest in his mind, he suddenly picked up the previous thoughts, lowered his head again, and his smile thickened,

"Oh yes, I still feel like I've grown overnight, not overnight, just in an instant! When you grow up, you know? When the world is clear, I suddenly understand a lot of things, life, the universe, hate, love, like or dislike. There are many things I didn't dare to do before, but now I dare to ......"

"Uh-huh...... Well? "The seventeen-year-old girl is happily listening to the eighteen-year-old senior's adult touching knowledge, and the first time she heard it was fine, but the more she listened, the more strange she felt.

When the last sentence came to her ears, she suddenly felt a sudden alarm in her heart: "What do you want to do......!?" Wen Yu put the girl on the sofa, and laughed while pretending to strip herself: "What are you doing?" I'm an adult, what do you say I do! ”

"You, you're suffocating, my dad knows to break your leg!" The girl crawled into the distance in a panic.

"Far away, can he know?"

"Your mother'......"

"I'm afraid my mother is not desperate!" Fu Chengque had no time to care about why Wen Yu's mother was so anxious, she saw Wen Yu taking a step forward,

"Wow" roared,

"I'm the Empress Wow!" Wen Yu smiled,

"Tonight, the empress is also mine!"

"Wow!! Rebellious ministers and thieves, you dare!

"It's all chaotic, I dare!"

"I was wrong!" The girl screamed and got up from the sofa in embarrassment, and ran all the way to the bathroom to hide.

The sound of water in the shower sounded, and the girl shouted in a panic: "I'm taking a bath, I'm going to take a bath!" Wen Yu laughed outside the door as he learned to Fu Orange Bird: "Wash, wash, enter my bed in white." The door suddenly opened, and a curtain of water rushed in.

Wen Yu was caught off guard and was poured all over his head. He retreated while wiping the water, and looked at Xiao Qingmei, who was holding a murder weapon by the door, and was furious: "Wow, you nurture me!" The girl crossed her waist with one hand and laughed: "Hahaha......"