Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

"Little rabbit..."

Gong Yanmo hugged her waist, and kissed her lightly on the lips, breathing hot.

"what?"

Feng Lingyan tried his best to appear calm.

But a blush still climbed up her cheek uncontrollably. [

Even the ears were quietly stained with a streak of crimson.

Gong Yanmo pinched her pink cheeks, raised her hand and took off the hairpin that tied her hair.

The long hair just fell down like this.Gleaming sorrel in the candlelight,

His eyes deepened, and he reached out to lift up her hair,

Smiling and authentic: "Why, little rabbit, are you shy?"

Feng Lingyan clenched his fists in his sleeves.

I've been with him for so long, but I'm so hopeless that every time I get close to him, my face will be warm and my heart will beat.

Both her and his children were born, are you still shy now?

She raised her head: "Which one is shy? I..."

Before she could finish her confident words, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

There is a jade statue in Gong Yanmo's palm.

It is carved out of fine suet white jade.Delicate texture, realistic shape, lifelike appearance...

It was exactly what she had seen in his dream!

This carver is extremely exquisite, and his demeanor and temperament are indistinguishable.

Feng Lingyan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but make a move.

Gently touch with fingertips, moist and smooth, feel excellent.

"Is this—your newly carved one?"

Feng Lingyan couldn't put it down.

"no."[

Gong Yanmo sighed slightly.

He opened a hidden compartment under the bed, Feng Lingyan looked inside curiously, and suddenly froze.

There are dozens of small jade carvings, large and small.

Smiling, angry, coquettish, nasty, naughty, about to cry...

There are all kinds of expressions.

But they are all their own appearances,

All of them have both form and spirit, it can be seen that the sculptors are extremely attentive...

Feng Lingyan even trembled at her fingertips, and felt hot air welling up in her eye sockets.

Nose sour: "You carved these?"

Gong Yanmo pulled her into his arms, and the two of them fell together on the brocade quilt where the ducks were playing in the water.

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