Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

His kiss was very hot, and he slightly moved away from her lips. She opened her mouth, and just about to take a deep breath, she was blocked by him again.

The air seemed to be swallowed up by him.

can not breath.

There is an illusion of hypoxia.

Gradually, her hand lost its strength, grabbing his skirt like a helpless child. [

Let him ask for it.

Bo Qing slightly closed his eyes, his heart trembling little by little.

Ten lines at a glance, never forgetting.

That's what describes him.

But he didn't expect that one day, he could use it like this.

Temporarily memorized the lines.

Since, the dream she likes is the actress.

Then, why was he willing to let her give up?

It took a long time before he stopped kissing her, and slowly pressed against her lips, and his trembling mood calmed down bit by bit.

His fingers, slightly damp with sweat, rubbed against her face.

The cheeks that had begun to become hot from the kiss.

Reluctantly, he lowered his head and kissed her eyes, nose, and finally, his lips.

Another lingering deep kiss.

The sound of the wind outside the car was still the same, and the cold was still the same, but the inside of the car was still quietly burning with such a fierce fire.

Jin Yu grabbed his skirt, knowing what he was going to do next.

No dodging, no struggle.

Instead, with a look of anticipation.

She felt his cold fingers and unbuttoned her clothes, and he let out a low panting sound, which was especially ambiguous and seductive in such a narrow space.

He kissed his neck slowly, leaving a deep imprint one by one. [

Jin Yu slowly stretched out his hand and wrapped it around his neck.

She was still somewhat shy about this move, but it was the second time she did this, and it was still somewhat natural.

When she circled him, she seemed to feel a bit embarrassed.

Thinking of what Bo's mother said, you have to take the initiative in bed, and you have to be shy.

And those so-called don'ts imply, want...