At this moment, it was as if a feather swept the tip of her heart, tickling.

Between the snorts was a simple fragrance, which was different from the men's shower gel he usually bathed in, and he should have asked Su Han to buy it.

Here, this is definitely the best shower gel.

Tang Weiwan's breath was a little hot.

She subconsciously stepped back.

Lu Beixiao directly clasped the back of her head, and when she exclaimed, his long tongue drove straight and rolled into her lips, not giving her any chance to resist, kissing her softness, without the slightest slit, tightly combined.

Tang Weiwan struggled: "Hmm......"

Lu Beixiao clasped one hand on her waist and squeezed it hard.

The pain was not severe, as if it was a little provocative, and in just a moment, her body softened.

Feeling her softness, Lu Beixiao's body tensed, and directly rolled up her soft tongue, rolling over and over again, absorbing her fragrance.

The snorts of the two were intertwined, and he had just rinsed his mouth when a mint smell spread everywhere.

His kiss was very sultry, at first it was just tight and gentle, like cat and mouse, she retreated, he was an inch closer, and his slow attitude was not in a hurry, as if there was a kind of certainty, she couldn't escape.

Until she couldn't breathe, the soft kiss didn't seem to satisfy him, and the deep fanatical made her turn into a little white rabbit little by little.

The only trace of oxygen in his lungs was sucked dry by him, and the crispy numbness spread from the tip of his tongue all the way to his back, and he only felt that his whole body was a mess.

For a long time, the lips parted.

Tang Weiwan squinted and panted, her peach lips had a little shiny, soft and wet.

Lu Beixiao's Adam's apple rolled up and down, her breathing was disordered, and there was a little bit of a smile in her aggressive eyes, which obviously looked very ruffian, but it inexplicably made her feel particularly sultry.

"Can't breathe?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he had been quenched with poison, and the inexplicable feeling was very bewitching and very soul-stirring.

Tang Weiwan couldn't tell how many times it was, and he and she kissed and kissed wet without any external force.

This feeling rippled in the tip of my heart, and little by little, a little ripple appeared.

Tang Weiwan's face was very red, he bit his lip, and his breath was still his taste, and he pursed his lips: "Will you?" ”

Lu Beixiao smiled and pursed his lips: "Why don't you try again?" ”

Tang Weiwan hurriedly shook his head and looked at him a little confused: "I'm a little sleepy." ”

Lu Beixiao stretched out his hand to hold the corner of the quilt, and suddenly remembered that when he grabbed the bag, his expression changed, and he threw away the quilt: "Shen Junwei has been lying down, has he?" ”

"Hmm." And more than once.

Lu Beixiao called Su Han directly.

Su Han's tone was respectful: "Chief! Please command. ”

"Tell old Ge to take a new four-piece suit."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, he threw it aside casually, staring at her with a very domineering look: "Sleep later." ”

Tang Weiwan wanted to cry without tears, this man is really not a little clean, he is very heavy, very heavy......

It's still out there, and it's impossible to settle.

However, when it came to Su Han and Shen Junwei, Tang Weiwan's gossip mood was about to move: "Lord Lu." ”

"Huh?"

Tang Weiwan looked up at his deep, handsome face that was almost perfect, his eyes were full of little stars, and he asked cautiously, "Do you know how Su Han's wife died?" ”