Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She hugged him roguely, her face buried deep in his heart, she had never been so clingy.

His heart was beating fiercely as if he was about to jump out, lowered his head and searched for her lips, and kissed fiercely.

After kissing for a while, the movements were gentle, holding her lips, kissing in a small mouth...like she was his most cherished baby.

The soft lips touched lightly, once and again... lingering.

Her eyebrows were drooping, her long hair spread over her shoulders, entangled with each other, and her whole body was indescribably soft.

"Long Qiu, kiss me." His powerful palm touched her waist, his voice was extremely hoarse.

And his lips pressed against hers, his eyes were deep.

Her body trembled slightly, and she dared not look at him.

He couldn't wait for her response for a long time, he seemed to be unable to wait, and bit her lip gently.

She wailed and looked up at him, her eyes were moving and her voice was fragile, "An Lan!"

"Kiss me, Liang Qiu." His hot lips moved behind her ears, his voice was hurried, "Kiss me! I'm afraid I will hurt you."

His breath sprayed behind her ears, causing a slight tremor...

A big palm was pressed on the back of her head, slowly pressing her to his side, and slowly, her lips were firmly blocked.

He had kissed countless times, but he was still very nervous at this time.

Her eyes were wide open and she looked at him with a hint of horror.

Very embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Liang Qiu, close your eyes." There was a smile in his tone, "It's me, I didn't teach well."

Her eyes opened wider, and she stared at him like that, with a kind of indomitable meaning to fight him...

He smiled low, lowered her lips, "Are you really sure you want to keep your eyes open?"

She blinked lightly, she was a bit mischievous.

Then, Qin Anlan did something incredibly shameful, and his hand got into her hem...

She closed her eyes at once, buried her face in his neck, and gasped quickly: "No."

The ending sound, with a touch of sweetness.

He smiled deep, "Isn't you afraid?"

The movements on his hands did not stop, but tortured her more excessively... But after all, he was not willing to treat her, and finally waited for her gently.

Kissing her, the kiss made her look distracted, actively holding him and begging him...

Qin Anlan didn't dare to move her, sighed secretly, turned to the side after making her comfortable briefly, and carefully pulled her into his arms.

She was still trembling and did not return to her senses... Tears quivered lightly on her long eyelashes, arousing love.

He knew that she was frightened, and although she had been a few times, she was still not used to this way.

"Are you okay?" He kissed her forehead, kissed and felt again, and kissed her nose, blocking her small mouth...

Ye Liangqiu struggled from side to side, but struggling with the last palm on his face...

He was a bit wrong--

"Dirty or not." She closed her eyes lightly and turned her face aside, but her face was flushed.

Qin Anlan was stunned for a while before he thought of the reason, and laughed bitterly...

Gently squeezed her sweaty cheek, kissed her cheek sticky and greasy, "When I was comfortable just now, I didn't make a noise for me to stop. I didn't dislike you, but you disliked it."

She wanted to slap him away, but his hand was clasped, and then raised to the top of her head...