Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

The kiss lasted for a long time, until Xiao Tu felt that he was having difficulty breathing and was about to get out of breath, then Cheng Zhiyan gasped and let her go.

"Brother, orange juice ... you ..." The rabbit said weakly, and as soon as his voice came out, he carried a trace of indescribable coquettishness.

Then, she saw Cheng Zhiyan's eyes that were already thick like Mo Mo, flashing a strange light in an instant.

"I ..." When she was about to say something, Cheng Zhiyan was already buried in her neck, and the moist lips fell on her tender skin, leaving her one after another carefully and persistently. mark.

"Hmm ..." Before Bunny had time to say something, it instantly turned into a low sigh and escaped from her mouth.

The shallow sound, like a small hand, instantly struck Cheng Zhiyan's heartstrings.

He turned around, leaning on the side of the sink, holding the rabbit in both hands, and holding her tightly in his arms, at such a height that it made her **** soft-glance-no-room to fall In front of his eyes.

Cheng Zhiyan's eyes deepened, and in the exclamation of the little rabbit, he stuck out the tip of his tongue

The sweet toffee smell of her surrounded him all around, and the sight in front of him almost made him crazy.

"Oh ... brother of orange juice ..." The rabbit's voice sounded crisp and soft, and he shouted softly with a little resistance.

"Um." Cheng Zhiyan's voice was a bit of depression, and he answered lowly.

"Brother Orange Juice ..." Little Rabbit didn't know why she kept yelling his name. Her arm was wrapped around Cheng Zhiyan's neck, and he held him tightly subconsciously.

"Um ..." Cheng Zhiyan still answered quietly.

The temperature in the bathroom was slowly rising.

The little rabbit just felt that there was an unfamiliar feeling flowing around her body, and that feeling made her almost instinctively paste her body toward Cheng Zhiyan.

Cheng Zhiyan's slender fingers ran gently across her smooth back, while his warm lips-tongue kept leaving some bruises on her chest.

This kind of thorn-excitation is too strong for Bunny, she just feels that her whole body's strength seems to be emptied at once, and the whole person leans softly on Cheng Zhiyan.

Probably such a posture is too ambiguous, just when Cheng Zhiyan's only trace of reason is about to collapse, the rabbit's legs accidentally hit the cold marble of the sink.

"Hum--" A tingle from the wound on the knee made the rabbit take a breath.

Cheng Zhiyan suddenly looked back, a pair of deep eyes looked at the rabbit's crimson cheek, his voice was low and depressed: "What's the matter, hit a wound?"

"Huh ..." Rabbit nodded hard.

"..." Cheng Zhiyan looked at her silently, holding her like this for a long time, and finally put her on the ground slowly, then took her hand to the bathroom door, opened the door, pushed her out, and Close the door again.

"Brother Orange Juice !?" Bunny looked at the door closed in front of him with surprise.

"Go out, I want to take a shower."