Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

She couldn't breathe, she could only open her mouth, seeking more air from his mouth.

But he gave him a chance to let the tip of his tongue slip into her mouth.

He was not stingy at all, and quickly rolled up a stormy sea in her mouth.

Inch by inch, bit by bit, nothing was left off.

Her lips are his paradise. [

The ultimate paradise of ecstasy, soft, like cotton candy, very sweet, very beautiful, very fragrant...

He couldn't kiss enough, couldn't get enough, couldn't bear it, couldn't let it go.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to kiss her quietly.

No fondling, no passion, no straight-up nakedness, nothing.

Some people use their lips as their words and their tongues as their heart.

Tell her, the thousand words in his heart......

He thinks that the happiest thing in life is nothing more than lying in the clouds with the person he loves, walking, sleeping, kissing, hugging...

He wants to do all these things this night, completely and completely.

The fickle kiss became deeper and thicker.

Jin Yu finally stretched out his hand to express his protest.

Boqing reluctantly let her go.

Then he looked into her eyes, and after a long time, he grabbed her finger, lowered his head without any pause, and bit it hard.

Blood came out.

Jin Yu gasped in pain, stared at him firmly, but didn't dare to object.

In the next second, he also lowered his head and bit his own fingertips, blood came out from the bite.

Both of their index fingers were covered with blood.

Boqing took her hand, got out of the bed, and walked to the small table, on which was a piece of white square paper made of unknown material.

He slowly pressed his hand on a blood-red fingerprint at an angle.

Then, with a hoarse voice, he said to her behind him, "Come here."

Seemingly disliking her for being too slow, he finally stood up, pulled her, dragged her to the table, took her index finger, interlaced with his own blood mark, and pressed on it.