It can't be, right?

She couldn't believe it!

Di Xiaoxiao was stunned in an instant, and suddenly gave up resisting.

There was only one thought in her mind, and it held her back.

Why does Big Brother cry?

Why is Big Brother crying?

He kissed her secretly, shouldn't she be the one who shed tears?

Why, he kissed her and shed tears instead?

Shocked, surprised, the whole world couldn't believe it, Di Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in surprise and horror.

Big brother is such an excellent man!

Usually well-dressed, serious, and very quiet person.

It seems that a person who does not take away a cloud with a wave of his sleeve is like a god.

An eight-foot man who stands up to the sky and has a lofty status, enough and capable of turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, unexpectedly, unexpectedly.

She couldn't believe it, her eyes widening desperately, trying to see clearly.

She did see something shiny at the base of his seductive lashes.

The wet feeling on the face is also completely unadulterated.

Di Xiaoxiao was confused, but she only felt as if her heart had been pressed against a stone, and she was so sad.

It's really sad.

She is sad because she is so high, she has always been calm, and the eldest brother who is not shocked is actually like this.

She was sad because she didn't know why he was like this all of a sudden.

Yes, is it because of her?

Is it just, just because of a kiss?

Why is that?

Why kiss someone and still kiss until you cry?

Di Mingzhe was still kissing her, without the slightest relaxation, and her breathing became deeper and deeper, with heavy depression, with some irrepressible inexplicable feelings swept her.

Her whole body was restless and panicked, as if she was going to be pulled by him to fall together, and she was crushed together.

And why it fell, why it was broken, she didn't know.

I only knew that he was like a demon, and he had to forcibly pull her into the demon path that would never recover.

She forgot to resist, she forgot to struggle, she forgot what the two of them were doing, and even, she forgot to breathe.

It's just that he is so stupid and lets him kiss her over and over again, and there is some inexplicable suppressed despair in the deep kiss.

What is he desperate for?

She didn't know, but the taste of his lips wasn't bad, with a crisp mint scent, mixed with the masculine taste of his heavy breathing, he couldn't tell, anyway, it was good, in short, it didn't make her hate, and it didn't make her repel.

However, what she didn't understand was why he did this?

Di Mingzhe knew that she was awake, knew that she should seem to be surprised to the point of surprise, and also knew that she did not resist, perhaps because she was too surprised.

But he didn't care, he just kissed her.

And her temporary non-resistance also made him a little excited in his heart.

His big hands were still holding her face, as if to stop her from escaping.

Although she didn't react and didn't respond, Di Mingzhe was very persistent.

He wanted her to respond to him.

His kiss went from shallow to deep, as if he wanted to prove something.

Finally, he didn't resist the demonic touch in his heart, as if it was out of a man's instinct, he wanted to explore more.

He let go of his little face, and a large hand tentatively spread downward, slowly reaching into her leg.

Suddenly, his slender fingers jerked at the hem of his wide shirt, and he couldn't suppress it.

Touching the firm, silky skin, his madness became even more complete.

Running through his slender waist, his palms seemed to be filled with magic, and as if with the madness of the world, the scorching heat undisguised to reach the longing for the softness.