He Is Warmer Than Time

As the dusk enveloped, his face gradually enlarged, and Mu Mian's heart seemed to have stopped beating. Looking at his gradually enlarged face, his lips finally came up.

Mu Mian's heart exploded into fireworks.

This is... Is this a kiss?

His lips are soft, with a slight coolness, and the taste is fresh and cool, like a mint-flavored ice cream, making her like a cloud...

He pressed her on her body, kissed so much that he rubbed her soft and delicate lips together, thinking of the chattering and laughter between her and Ye Cheng, and his anger burned in his heart, so that the kiss was aggravated.

His usual Sven Gui Shaofan all disappeared at this moment, his kiss gradually increased, and he sucked her red lips heavily, tempted with the tip of his tongue, and rushed...

Mu Mian lifted his leg gently, and finally, a quiet voice leaked out, but it was like a catalyst, making the person on him even more crazy.

He drew the fragrance that belonged to her hard, kissed until he was drunk, closed his eyes slightly, and Mu Mian was kissed until he was limp, softened into a puddle of spring water, without reason, and even forgot that the two were still in the car. in the yard.

As long as the neighbors next door stand on the second floor or stand on a slightly higher step, they can see what they are doing.

Mu Mian suddenly felt weak, she stretched out her hand and gently pushed his chest: "Jian...no...don't..."

No?

Tang Ji'an became even more annoyed. The roots of his teeth closed, Mu Mian cried out in pain, and then a **** smell spread, Mu Mian struggled with pain, why is he so crazy?

Tang Ji'an pressed her hard, kissed her lips until they were red and swollen, and then left with satisfaction.

Mu Mian frowned and looked at him: "You bite me."

Tang Ji'an took out a handkerchief and lay on her like this, and slowly wiped the blood hanging from the corners of her mouth.

Mu Mian's head shook his head: "Don't you wipe it."

Tang Ji'an pinched her chin and wiped her blood strongly. Mu Mian just lay down and looked at him, looking aggrieved: "You are so fierce."

Tang Ji'an was poked again at the softest part of his heart, and he leaned over again, rubbing her lips gently and lingeringly.

The tip of his tongue sticks out gently, soft to his bones, and his voice is also softened: "I was out of control just now, don't go to your heart."

Mu Mian's hands were nowhere to rest, and his heartbeat was fierce. This man, being gentle, was really overwhelming. The key was that he was still pressing on her.

This small carriage, this sultry environment, this ambiguous atmosphere...

Mu Mian really felt that he was going crazy by the man on him.

He gently kissed the corner of her mouth, followed down, and kissed her chin. Mu Mian was always wondering what it would be like for an ascetic person to kiss someone else.

I finally saw it today, his eyes were deep, his scarlet lips seemed to be wrapped in her saliva, and the smell of love was inferior, making people...

Can't stop, let her sink into it...

Just **** good-looking, all the **** grievances disappeared in an instant.

She felt very spineless.

She said like a mosquito: "Why are you out of control? Are you still angry?"

Tang Ji'an finally stopped the movement of his lips, but still pressed on her body, supported her with one hand, and looked at her like this: "I'm not angry."

Mu Mian curled his lips: "Duplicity will make you angry."

The madness just now still remained in his eyes, madness and reason, forming a contradictory feeling on his face, this feeling fascinated Mu Mian.

She really has no backbone at all.

Tang Ji'an didn't want to get up, wanted to hug her just like that, wanted to slowly recollect the sweetness just now.