His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

"Don't you want to borrow a kiss, do you still borrow it?"

borrow……

Borrow a kiss...

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

She finally forgot this topic.

Why was it suddenly picked up again? !

Jiang Lingzhi suddenly sat up, no longer leaning on him, his eyes fell on the coffee table: "I, I'd better wash this bowl."

She had just landed on the floor, put on slippers, stood up straight, her wrist was caught off guard by a palm, and she pulled it down.

Jiang Ling knew that he took a breath, but before he could stand still, he followed the strength and fell into his arms.

Her arm encircled his neck, and her eyes met him.

Li Shunan leaned back on the sofa, still in a leisurely posture, half-closed peachy eyes, lazy and careless.

His palms put his arms around her waist, and through a thin layer of pajamas, there was a heat that could not be ignored.

Too close, she could even feel his stiff body, a strong figure, completely different from the softness of a girl, and the temperature of his body was also hot.

Jiang Ling knew that his body was slightly stiff and did not dare to move randomly, so he asked softly: "What, what's wrong?"

Li Shunan raised his eyes, his eyes met her, her peachy eyes curled up and her voice was faint: "I'll take it."

Jiang Lingzhi stared straight into his eyes, couldn't help swallowing, nodded, and wanted to take his hand back: "Oh, then, then you go..."

Every time she gets nervous because of his approach.

Not to mention such a close distance.

The temperature between the skin and the skin can be clearly sensed.

"It's not urgent to wash the dishes," Li Shunan raised his hand, pressed her fingertips on her red lips and rubbed hard, his voice was low and slow: "Let's take care of your needs first."

He trailed the ending, and his tone was ambiguous and indistinct.

demand?

Jiang Lingzhi blinked and said, "My, what needs?"

"It looks like you are in a hurry," Li Shunan's peachy eyes were unclear, and his eyes moved down, falling on the red lips that had been rubbed a little by him.

His thin lips hooked slightly, and his voice was low and dumb: "If you want to borrow my kiss, come and get it by yourself."

The floor lamp in the living room is dim.

The warm yellow light makes the atmosphere inexplicable.

Half of the man's well-defined face is hidden in the dark, and the other half is shrouded in dim light. Those peach eyes seem to be confusing.

With a casual seduction.

He slowly curled his lips and smiled, with his well-knotted fingers, tapping on his thin lips: "Don't you want to kiss?"

Jiang Lingzhi's heart trembled slightly, his heart beating like a drum, his eyes moved down and fell on his thin lips.

His thin lips are beautiful in shape, and the color at the moment is a bit bright, like a silent invitation.

The jaw lines are smooth and distinct, and the Adam's apple that connects to the neck slowly rolls down, which is very beautiful.

Those light brown eyes were gentle and satiny, stained with fine light, with an insignificant enchantment.

Don't you want to kiss?

He said so.

She seems to really want to kiss.

The aura on his body is extremely bitter and good-smelling, especially at such a close distance, rushing towards his face, as if to drag people down to sink.

Jiang Ling knew that he had completely lost the ability to think, his brain was blank, and he instinctively acted according to his words.

She put her little hand on his shoulder and leaned forward hesitantly, her eyelashes lowered and her lips pressed against his.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling lightly.