Chapter 404

The sweet smell of cream, a wisp of spread, slowly sneaked into her heart.

Jiang Fu pursed her lips subconsciously and swept away most of the cream on her lips with the tip of her tongue.

's glittering and glittering eyes are full of inexplicable provocation and ambiguity, and all the details and senses are enhanced by the smell of wanton perfume.

Her cheek is suffused with reddish, dodgy eyes dare not look at his eyes, can only follow him straight nose, a little bit fell on his chin Adam's apple.

Only here, is still part of the temptation.

His healthy skin color makes her eyes more blurred under the dizzy atmosphere light.

The four eyes are opposite, and each has his own heart.

Hormones in the rising temperature, captured two people's few reason.

No one cares now whether it is the heart that moves first or the feeling that moves first.

Jin's left finger is still hot!

He stared at Jiang Fu's thin lips for a moment. He never thought that the cream left at the corner of her mouth would be so eye-catching -

his hand, which had never been far away, helped her shoulder nearby and dragged people from the posture of half squatting and half kneeling.

Ginger charm whole person by his area, next to him sit down, some unsteady pounce into his arms.

His familiar face was close at hand with his nose and breath.

The wrist on his chest is soft and weak. She has 10000 chances to retreat to a safe distance.

But somehow, the long lost palpitation cheated all her senses -

even if she didn't take the initiative to take this step, her deep love from the bottom of her eyes was shown to him without reservation.

Jin left hand embraces a person, one hand raises her jaw, the head slightly slants, already kisses her lip.

Without further entanglement, he just kisses off the cream on her lips and takes back what he left behind.

It's just that some people can't get rid of the poison once they get infected.

Separated by a layer of water mist, the lines on each other's lips are still imprinted. He lingers and forgets to return, and indulges the emotion in his heart.

Reason is still there. He doesn't know what he's doing. Maybe now it's too late for him to explain. He just wipes the cream off her lips in another way.

Although this explanation is absurd and uninhibited, it does not mean anything, and it can be regarded as a reason.

But let the mood surge, so I want to kiss, after a lingering, he can't even make up a decent explanation.

Jiang Fu closed her eyes and felt the hesitation he had repressed.

The hot breath swam on her lips, but she didn't have the intimacy she longed for in her heart. This kind of unwilling palpitation prompted her to move her hands and climb up his neck.

Xu hugged him and rubbed the tip of her nose together. She spoke slowly:

"sweet?"

Her hoarse voice, as lazy as a cat, tormented his remaining reason.

Pun, is clearly asking cream, but in this ambiguous atmosphere, no one will just think of here.

Jin Zuo's snort suddenly increased, his hot palm blocked the woman's head, and he was desperate to kiss her.

He had only one idea in his heart -

he wanted to kiss her.

She absorbed the fragrance of her mouth, conquering the city, lingering entanglement.

He forgot reason, reality and even who he was.

It seems that only in this way can he follow his own heart without any psychological burden and be the ambiguous slave of Qinghuan.

This deep kiss, without any green obstacles, it is so natural, as if they have been kissing each other thousands of times.

Her gentleness, his stubbornness, does not pester endlessly, does not love unceasingly.