Finally, Xiaobai, who kissed the idiot, pushed him away and breathed heavily.

She can feel the heat of her face and the numbness of her lips

Young Marshal... Kissed her again!

"Young Marshal, you can't do that." Xiaobai feels the painful lip flap with one hand, and her voice is low.

His eyes flickered and he dared not look at him.

It seems that she, not he, made the mistake.

"Oh?" The Young Marshal raised his eyebrows. "Then tell me why I can't do this."

"Because... Because..." when Xiaobai was nervous, he had the habit of licking his lips. Just after licking, he suddenly remembered that he had kissed and licked himself just now, and his face turned more red.

It's red, like it's going to burn

The Young Marshal observed carefully. Naturally, he also found her stiff and slightly open lips. He thought that the greasy little tongue had licked the lips he had kissed, and a low smile spilled out.

Hearing the laughter, Xiaobai hardened her head and continued, "because political commissar song and Miss Song are here, so... So young marshal, you can't do this to me. It's disrespectful to miss song and political commissar song. Moreover... It's not good to let others see the impact. After all, this is a public place."

The young marshal was bewildered by her strange logic. "Yun Xiaobai, I want to kiss you. What does it have to do with political commissar song?"

"This..." Xiaobai choked. Because Miss Song liked him, it was wrong for the Young Marshal to kiss her in the corridor when the two families had dinner together.

"What is this?" Rubbing her soft face with one hand, the Young Marshal slowly approached her.

Xiaobai quickly put his hands against his chest and turned his head to one side, "Young Marshal, don't do this..."

"Don't what?" The Young Marshal pretended not to understand. His handsome and coquettish face continued to get close

Xiaobai was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Young Marshal Yu Guang saw someone coming, with thin lips slightly hooked, pulled Xiaobai's head and kissed it hard.

"Hmm..." Xiaobai wants to cry without tears. Why did the Young Marshal kiss her again?!

His body was against the wall. The Young Marshal put an arm around her waist and raised her chin with one hand, so that she showed a posture of leaning her head back to accept his kiss.

Between the lips and teeth, Xiaobai has a soft whining sound from time to time.

Finally, her arms involuntarily climbed up the Young Marshal's neck. Her initiative, like a stimulant, made the Young Marshal's blood boil!

Song Xinying stood not far away, covered her mouth and looked surprised. She couldn't believe it and looked at the two people who kissed each other.

Is that Young Marshal?

The woman he kissed on the wall is his childhood sweetheart, isn't it?

So... Young Marshal really likes his little green plum.

Like lingchi, song Xinying watched the Young Marshal kiss Xiaobai intimately and warmly, and endured a sharp pain in her heart. Finally, the pain made her want to run away, so she turned and left

Three years of love, three years of chase, that person will not like her after all.

Then, give up

After the figure went farther and farther, the Young Marshal loosened Xiaobai's soft lips and looked at the direction song Xinying left.

"Young Marshal, what are you looking at?" Xiaobai also turned his head to see.

The empty corridor, no one.

"Oh," the Young Marshal looked back and said casually, "Song Xinying left just now."

"What... What!" Just now, song Xinying was in the corridor. Didn't she see her kissing with the Young Marshal?