Change into black clothes.

"Come here!" Ye Ling said.

Shen Qianshu was standing in front of a row of clothes, thinking about what to wear, and was grabbed by the overbearing president. She staggered and fell into his arms. Ye Ling's hands soaked her hands bit by bit, intertwined with her fingers.

His eyes sank astonishingly in the night.

Shen Qianshu looked up at his eyes and was surprised to find one thing, "Sir, you have a beautiful pupil."

Light blue, like the color of the sky, very beautiful, very spiritual eyes.

He raised his hand and rubbed her face, her hair, her earlobes, and his hot hand touched her skin inch by inch, bringing shivers. Shen Qianshu's scalp was numb, and a stream of hot blood rushed into his face, all red.

The earlobes were all red at the speed visible to the naked eye. Yeling pulled her hand, pulled her to herself, bowed her head and kissed her lips. The wet kiss took all her breath, licked and kissed every tooth of her, and finally bit the tip of her tongue.

He breathed heavily, and every mouthful seemed to swallow her. He was enthusiastic, eager, and desperate. The surprise when he met gradually faded, turning into a kind of boundless torture.

There is no tomorrow.

They sink in the dark night, like there is no tomorrow, and they can't wait to seize everything that can save lives, but there is only each other around them.

A kiss, all the emotions are vented.

Yeling was gradually no longer satisfied with simple touch. Her hands came inch by inch from her clothes. Her hot big hands stroked her delicate skin, bringing a burst of numbness. Her whole body seemed to have been electrocuted. She couldn't help crying. Her skin became pink, like a ripe peach. Yeling held up her waist and pinched her flesh with one hand.

"Sir..." Shen Qianshu thought of something, an exciting spirit, slightly pushed him away, his hands against his chest, in his opinion, it was like clothes that wanted to refuse.

Yeling's kiss fell on her ear, and the moist breath was sprayed on her ear constantly, bringing an erotic taste. Shen Qianshu's body was straight, holding his head and pushing away.

"Huh?"

He looked at her, extremely unhappy, "you'd better give me a suitable reason."

"What... What... The right reason?" Shen Qianshu stuttered, and the two girls were still next door, "you still want to fight wild..."

Can't we fight?

How bold that is.

Shen Qianshu smelled her nose and pushed away Yeling, blushing with shame, "are you... Your nose broken?"

Don't you smell that unpleasant smell on her?

In recent days, the temperature is very high, and the weather in South America is dry. They have been lying down in the jungle, sweating all over. On the first night, Qianshu still took a bath, and then they ignored it.

I really don't care.

Sweat, blood, and the smell of grass are all mixed together, and her body is extremely sticky. It's an unpleasant smell. She and the girls are used to it. Wrapped by this smell, no one hates anyone.

Didn't Ye Ling smell it when she held her?

"What?"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Well, your nose is really broken.

"I don't dislike you." Ye Ling said.

Shen Qianshu suddenly blushed. She was a girl who had to wash her hair, blow a hairstyle, take a bath and change clothes when dating. She was not a fairy at all in this environment with her lover.

She refused.