Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

Thinking of this, her face became more and more red, but she didn't want it, and she never had much passion for this kind of thing.

I just don't think I want to say no.

And I'm afraid that I'm really like a dead fish as Bo's mother said, sweeping away the man's interest.

Immediately, she whispered softly, "No need..."

There is a bit of a Hong Kong and Taiwan woman's voice, like a spoiled child. [

The fickle heart he said softened in an instant.

The lips he kissed on her chest never left, but he still gnawed passionately.

After a while, he pulled her away slightly.

After adjusting her breathing slightly, she raised her eyes and looked at her. The clear voice seemed a little gentle in the silent carriage, surrounding her heart like water.

"It's getting late, I'll take you home."

When Jin Yu heard such words, her face turned slightly pale, and she blinked, as if she had misheard.

"what?"

She looked at him and replied such words, feeling very empty in her body, as if she needed something.

But because of shyness, he didn't take the initiative to speak.

Looking at her tenderly, he stretched out his finger, and rubbed her cheek with a slight expression. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Did you drive here by yourself? I'll let someone take you back to Jin's house later. I'll take you back now."

Then, he stretched out his hand, and helped her straighten her clothes very gently.

With gentle fingers, he carefully buttoned the last button of the down jacket.

Then the whole person turned his head, started the engine of the car, and slowly drove out of the set.

And Jin Yu sat there, his heart agitated, why didn't he continue?

She is not good enough?

Or was he tired of her already?

After thinking about it, I couldn't think of any reason, I just felt very depressed.

With his head down, he was silent all the way.

When she got out of the car, her voice was a little weak: "I'm going in, do you want to sit down?" [

Boqing didn't say a word, his eyes looked straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.