Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She was almost certain that he was kissing her-the brain was blank, and after a long time, the warmth finally ended. She almost cried and called out: "Brother."

He seemed to sigh, then his face covered her ears and asked in a very soft voice: "Is it better?"

How could she be better when he kisses this way?

However, it doesn't hurt anymore, but the feeling is magnified countless times.

"No!" She lay on her stomach, crying, and wanted him to leave herself, but she didn't dare.

She felt that as soon as she said, he might do something more excessive.

She is so weak and helpless, it will only make him want to bully her even more.

"Fear of me?" He attached to her ears, smiling lowly.

She cried.

"What are you afraid of me?" He said, and he clasped her fingers tightly.

Xue'er closed her eyes slightly, and didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

And he bit her earlobe lightly, "I'm afraid I will kiss you again. Huh?"

Cher was stunned.

Because he admitted, admitting that he was kissing her just now.

She paused, without making a sound for a long time, her face was buried, her body was trembling.

At this time, their situation was not much better than the actual relationship.

At this moment, she really felt that this brother had a keen interest in her body.

You know, there is a limit to teasing.

Her voice trembled, "Don't..."

He laughed in a low voice, bit her again, followed her and said, "Okay, we're not kissing."

Xueer breathed a sigh of relief, then he sat aside, picked up the ointment with one hand, and then gently wiped it toward her back.

His strength was just right, and she sighed comfortably.

"Doesn't hurt?" There was a slight smile in his voice.

Xue'er snorted, a little careless, and a little relaxed, probably too comfortable.

Immediately, his palm began to squeeze out, she wailed, and then bit her lip: "It hurts... It hurts..."

"Pain?" He smiled lowly: "It doesn't hurt, OK, bear it."

After speaking, she was still a little softened, holding her little hand with one hand and rubbing her with the other.

Her attention was focused on her little hand.

He held her hand and rubbed it lightly, a little warm, and very...treasure.

She forgot about the pain, but felt her little palm sweating, and when she moved, he was tightened again.

She yelled her brother softly, and finally moved her small face from the side of her pillow, her hair was a little messy, and she was a little sweaty.

Ambiguous, imagined between them, she turned her small face down, looking at him with water in her eyes.

That way, tender and raw, people want to crush her in her arms.

He thought so and did the same.

Pressing her little head with one hand, she kissed her lightly, cherishing her as if she was afraid of crushing her.

The soft lips touched very lightly, touching her rose-like red lips little by little, her black eyes locked her small face, not letting go of any of her expressions.

Xue'er was shaking, looking at him with wide eyes, her body also stiff.

She wanted to push him away, but she didn't dare.

In addition to not dare, she was also a little...emotional, accepting his kiss as if bewildered, her small and soft lips moved lightly and responded to him.

The back of his head was held tighter, and the kiss became wild. He kissed her almost without reservation, completely...