Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The voice fell and the door opened suddenly in front of him.

The singer didn't expect him to open the door suddenly, the whole person stunned for a moment, then didn't react yet, didn't see the person inside the door, suddenly the man extended his arm and fished in.

She just felt the flower in front of her suddenly pressed against the wall in front of the door, the man directly trapped her and pressed her down, bent down, breathing on her lips, shocked her heart trembled, but also the whole nervous and excited person trembled.

The lights in his room were bright, but he was tall and pulled out, standing so low in front of her, almost blocking most of the light.

“You really think I won't touch you, don't you?” A man's voice is mute and his teeth are cut: “How old are you? ”

The song calmed down a little, swallowed a spit in the man's dark eyes and whispered: “Anyway, sophomore year is half over, it's almost senior year... and I'm over the legal age of marriage. ”

Qin Shiting's blues on her forehead were directly due to her words jumping and lowering her head before noticing that she was wearing nothing in her shirt at this time.

The eyes of the singer looked at him so frankly, the eyes seemed to have a moisturizing light gleaming through, she held the position against the wall, blinked her eyes, and then continued to blink: “Qin Shiting, I don't know if the word love is heavy, but it has exceeded the limit of liking a person very much, even willing to give all her own kind of liking, should, be called love? ”

Qin Shiting looked at her like this. After a long time, he closed his eyes and opened them again: “You are having a fever. ”

“It's okay, I've taken my pills, I've rested in the afternoon, I can't sleep right now, I don't feel comfortable with the cold, but as long as you're in front of me, I feel much better. ”

She didn't say anything, it was true. She found that as long as Qin Shiting was here, it seemed like she couldn't feel any pain. Even her panting from a cold nose was a little difficult, but she wouldn't feel particularly bad.

The two were too close, totally attached, and he could feel it all under her shirt, empty, but it was like having a pair of little hands scratching his red-tailed sea dragon across the clothes.

He suddenly took a heavy bite in her mouth: "Do you know what you're doing? Are you sure you're awake? Hmm?”

“I know.” She answered very seriously.

Qin Shiting looked at him and looked at him for a long time. He sighed and suddenly let her go: “Come on, I can't stand this mess. Go back to sleep...”

He had just turned around to avoid her eyes, which were particularly touching tonight. Before he finished, he suddenly hit the shadow directly in front of him.

When the song suddenly came to him, he raised his feet and raised his head to his chin and suddenly kissed him.

In fact, I don't know what's going on with me, but when I think of him going out these days and going to Japan, she's always not very calm in her mind. I always thought, no, no, she needs to be closer to him, tie him up for the rest of her life, and can't be separated by anything, even if she goes out temporarily, there can be no mistake.

The girl smells like shower gel in her house. Don't say she doesn't wear anything under her shirt. Even this shirt is his.

Under several heavy stimuli, Qin Shiting's breathing weighed a lot, his hands clamped to her waist: “Miss...”

She didn't give him a chance to talk, wrapped him around him to kiss him once, and if she didn't kiss him, she went to chew on his chin. She pushed Sansan like this, and she didn't know who had been pushed back a step, so she stepped back to the bed, and suddenly the two fell straight down.

If you don't give up singing, you still have to jump on the kiss. Qin Shiting gasped and suddenly held her hand up.

She sinked her heart and said: "Qin Shiting, I won't regret it, I love it...”

Qin Shiting directly salvaged her. He raised his sworn hand like he was going to swear. He raised it above her head, pressed it down, and did not give her another chance to speak. He directly bowed down and kissed her.

Suddenly the man was reactive, singing his head up, kissing and whimpering, and the blood in his head seemed to run wildly.

The lights in the room were bright and her heart was bright and she knew what she was doing. The man's chest was quite wide and she felt extra comfortable and safe when pressed against her.

He is no longer a former teenager, he is a man, a man named Qin Shiting, her favorite, most beloved man.

She suddenly lifted her hand and held him around his neck. Her hands didn't honestly penetrate his shirt. As the two kissed and her gaze blended, she saw that his eyes had changed, even a little red, the breath was disordered, and the heartbeat of singing was as fast as crazy. Turns out Qin Shiting also had times of indifference.

At a moment when mutual reason was breaking apart, Qin Shiting's hand rested on the button in front of her shirt: “Marry me when you graduate, hmm? ”

It's a solemn nod to read a song: "Yes! ”

The heavenly kiss fell.

Outside the window, suddenly bang, I don't know which villa the children of the family are putting fireworks, obviously a month before the Spring Festival of the new year, but children can't help but put a few fireworks first, the colorful light instantly illuminates the water over the villa.

……

In the morning, when he woke up from his sleep and turned around, he opened his eyes for a moment when he noticed that the people around him were not there.

In fact, everything just took a short break after the rain. After Qin Shiting took her to take a shower, she fell asleep. She didn't know that she had slept for several hours. It felt like she should not have arrived for two hours.

She sat up a little hard and looked around: "Qin Shiting? ”

There was an instant movement on the balcony, someone walked in with their cell phone, looked at the wall clock in the room, used to lift people up, weighed them in his arms, looked down at her, softly: “You're not sleeping? ”

When I saw the song, I rubbed my eyes and my head pillow was on his shoulder: “Why don't you go to sleep? ”

“I was thinking about taking you officially back to the Qin family someday. ”

When I read a song, I lifted my eyes in his neck and looked at him: “To the Qin family? Ah... see your father and grandfather? ”

Qin Shiting touched her hair: “Although things on Yamamota's side have been solved, there is still a large gap between Qin family. Now some things are caught in the middle, and Qin family doesn't look so peaceful. It's not the time to take you home immediately, but I don't want you to be entrusted. ”

“I'm not grieving.” I don't want him to think about it so much for himself. He hugged his bosom and rubbed his face against his chin. “I'm not grieving, but I'm tired and sleepy now...”

She used to have a fever and tossed it all over again. Now she feels like she's going to get rid of the whole thing, even though it's sweet and shy and satisfying.

Qin Shiting put people in bed: “I'll get the thermometer. ”