If Zheng Moyan still has a little bit of reason to restrain himself, it will disappear completely because of Jiang Wu's kiss.

Her lips were soft and cool, but they burned like fire at the corner of his mouth -

a fire broke out in his heart, burning all the restraint and forbearance, leaving only his instinctive desire and feelings. He wanted her all the time.

Feeling the shudder of her lips, he did not close his eyes, just could see her trembling eyelashes.

His pale face had delicate skin and almost no blemishes. He was used to women with heavy makeup and knew that Jiang's plain face was the envy of most women.

A kiss from a dragonfly.

Jiang Wu stood on tiptoe and didn't stay too much.

Unable to feel his feedback, she was in a panic. Her tightly closed eyes opened at this time, just bumping into his complicated eyes.

In the past, I only felt that Zheng Moyan was a playboy.

On his face, he always had a smiley face and a naughty smile. His eyes were as bright as stars, without any worries. But now his face was dark, and he looked like nothing. In fact, the turbulent waves almost swallowed him up.

That kind of complex and struggling hesitation makes Jiang Fu more flustered.

She didn't know if she had done something stupid, so she was so desperate to kiss her. She still felt empty in her heart, as if everything was wrong and should be right.

Her complex emotions are better than his.

Under the contradiction, Jiang Wu loosed the hand holding his collar tightly, and pulled back from his tight body, trying to get out of his arms.

Unfortunately, the distance is less than one inch, her waist was suddenly firmly pressed.

The stubborn and resolute force did not allow her to be a deserter at this time!

"You -"

she raised her eyes in surprise, and her hot breath came to her face before she could ask anything!

Zheng Moyan with the courage of determination, pried open her soft lips and teeth.

You can't help it.

He thought that he would never kiss Jiang Wu in his life. Maybe he would be enough to be a playful companion beside her. I don't know how long I will be such a fool, one year, two years, maybe more years, until he is tired of her and falls back into the arms of the next woman.

But the waiting cost him too much.

He wandered between life and death. He even went to the main hall of Yama twice. After three things, when he thought that he must have died in the hands of Jiang Wu in his life, she somehow lost all the memory of Jin Zuo and mistakenly regarded him as a lover. He asked himself that he could not resist the temptation.

Selfishness is in everyone's heart.

In the dead of night, escaping from the robbery, Zheng Moyan put down all "should" is just a heart.

……

From the beginning of the siege, to kiss later became a tender.

He is greedy for every inch between her lips and teeth. He boasts that his kissing skills are unparalleled in the world. Now he has become a little boy in love. His kissing skills become green and slow. He is afraid of being abrupt and rash, hurting her, or failing to grasp the heat, which makes his hormones soar and arouse other inappropriate desires.

With his nose and breath intertwined, he forgot the world, as if only Jiang Wu existed in the whole world.

But desire had been planted in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't see it on weekdays. But this kiss was the fuse. Even if he restrained himself and grasped the scale and temperature, he still felt the change of his body.

When he was ill, his heart thumped and thumped, which affected the wound and made him groan unconsciously.

Jiang Fu, as if waking up from a dream, struggles to retreat an inch:

"you Are you ok? "