Finally, Qiao Ying couldn't stand Mo Ye's little white rabbit eyes anymore, closed her eyes, and kissed Mo Qianmo's face.

But Mo Qianmo turned his head suddenly, and Qiao Ying sent herself to Mo Qianmo's mouth like this, Qiao Ying was surprised at first, and struggled to let Mo Qianmo go.

But Qiao Ying, who was young and simple, and didn't know anything about kissing, was suddenly worshiped by Mo Qianmo's superb kissing skills, and after a long time, when Qiao Ying felt that she was about to suffocate, Mo Qianmo let go of her with a smile, and Mo Qianmo at this time still looked like she was weak and powerless at that time.

It should be a living dragon, Qiao Ying was stunned by the kiss, took a few breaths, and found that someone was still talking cool words: "Ying'er, didn't you tell you the skills of kissing, you need to breathe, you know?"

Qiao Ying's face suddenly turned red, thinking that she had lived two lives, and in the twenty-first century, he was at most a little hand at the boyfriend in his name, and he didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ying suddenly found that Mo Qianmo's kissing technique seemed to be very skilled, and for some reason she felt a little sour in her heart, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red. Mo Qianmo was originally proud, but when he saw Qiao Ying's red eyes: "Ying'er, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Ying turned her head and didn't look at him, the kissing skill is so powerful, who knows how many women have practiced it, thinking about it, she wiped her mouth vigorously with her sleeve: "It's dirty, it's dirty, nasty guy, get up!"

Mo Qianmo frowned, holding back the anger that seemed to rush out in his heart, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out: "Ying'er, do you hate me kissing you so much?" Qiao Ying didn't seem to hear it, and wiped her mouth vigorously.

muttered: "It's dirty, I don't know how many women I kissed!" When Mo Qianmo heard this, his face suddenly turned cloudy, God knows, how jealous Qiao Ying said this.

Mo Qianmo had a faint smile on her lips and was silent, and Qiao Ying also seemed to feel that what she just said was a little wrong.

"Is Ying'er jealous?"

......... "Who cares about you, Qiao Ying rolled her eyes at Mo Qianmo.

"Ying'er, my husband has only kissed you once, and I definitely don't ......"

Without waiting for Mo Qianmo to finish explaining, Qiao Ying blushed her eyes and bit her lip: "Then why are your kissing skills so good!" Where did it come from! ”

"Hahaha!" Mo Qianmo's deep purple eyes kept staring at Qiao Ying, and the evil smile on the corner of her mouth curved even more: "Is Ying'er jealous of her husband, her husband is so happy, Ying'er still thinks that her husband's kiss is good?" Husband is really proud! ”

Qiao Ying lowered her head and found that this thing was very annoying, and she always couldn't control her emotions, this feeling Qiao Ying didn't like it very much, so she only heard Mo Qianmo say slowly: "Ying'er, my husband has really only kissed you once."

Turning his head, hum, who would believe it, Mo Qianmo looked at Qiao Ying with a stubborn look, and shook his head helplessly: "Ying'er, in order to give you sexuality, my husband has been studying the book "The Legend of Chunhong", and I learned it."

"What is "The Legend of Chunhong"!" Qiao Ying obviously didn't believe it: "This book is so powerful? Can a rookie directly leap into a god? ”

Mo Qianmo took out an old ancient book from his arms, the pages were yellowed, and a few corners were missing, and there was no pattern on the cover.

Qiao Ying snatched it up, flipped it over, her face gradually turned red and could drip blood, tsk, it was all that kind of action, and when she turned to a page, the woman's waist was like a snake wrapped around the man's body......

Unable to express it in words, Qiao Ying only felt that this time the action was superb, covered her eyes, and threw the book back: "I don't read it, I'm afraid of a needle's eye!"