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

The corners of the lips curled up slightly, and a playful smile appeared: "Little rabbit, you scared me like this, is this the end?"

After he finished speaking slowly, he lowered his head and grabbed her lips again, and tossed her hard...

It is easy for the two of them to misfire in such a posture, and Gong Yanmo's breathing is a little rough.

Her lips pressed against her ear: "Little rabbit, it's time to treat your chronic illness."

Feng Lingyan was a little dazed by his kiss, and asked subconsciously: "What chronic disease?" [

He rubbed her head: "Stupid, have you forgotten the dysmenorrhea that hurts so badly?"

The feeling of so much pain that she wanted to hit the wall climbed into Feng Lingyan's mind, and she immediately felt refreshed.

Open your eyes wide and look at him: "Do you have a cure?"

Gong Yanmo nodded.

Feng Lingyan immediately opened his teeth and claws: "You have a radical cure, why didn't you heal me sooner?! Let me suffer several times!"

Her little hand almost pinched Gong Yanmo's neck.

Gong Yanmo looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and said leisurely: "I'm going to leave again..."

what?

Feng Lingyan lowered his head subconsciously.

Her chest was loosened because of the fierce kiss just now, and with her raised arms, the spring is looming...

Feng Lingyan blushed, but hugged his neck, not letting him go: "There are no outsiders here, I am not afraid! Well, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Gong Yanmo's cold lips pursed into a smile that was not a smile, and he stroked her red lips with his fingers: "It's not that I don't want to treat you early, it's because this treatment method is a bit special..."

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"special?"

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Feng Lingyan squinted his eyes: "Isn't it the harmony of yin and yang as mentioned in martial arts novels?"

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