Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

Bo Qing watched her jump from the bed to the ground, with her back turned to her, not knowing what she was doing.

He frowned, and his eyelashes moved accordingly. With the inevitable fatigue and tiredness of the night, his whole body exuded a kind of dejected beauty, which made people fascinated.

A face with perfect lines revealed a hint of quiet curiosity.

His lips parted slightly, showing a perfect and dazzling arc, his faint voice came from behind Jin Yu.

"Qiqi, what are you doing with your bare feet on the ground?"

When Jin Yu was said by Bo Qing, his whole body immediately became tense, with his back turned to Bo Qing, he didn't dare to turn his head, he just faltered and said: "It's okay, I'm thinking about something."

Bo Qing stepped forward, reaching out to hug Jin Yu, Jin Yu took a step back, a little nervous.

Frowning frowningly, she moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand stubbornly, grabbed her, and threw her on the bed.

The moment Bo Qing got up, Jin Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Bo Qing's neck.

Then with his head held high, he sent his lips up.

In a panic, it stuck to his lips.

The action was frozen, and she was so anxious that her heart was in a mess. Who could tell her what to do next?

Her fingers clenched, then loosened, and then hooked her flinty neck, and her fingers kept spinning behind his neck.

Turning around, finally, with a cruel heart, gritted his teeth, with a somewhat reckless attitude, he stuck out the tip of his tongue, imitating the way Boqing used to kiss her, and licked Boqing's lips.

She found that the man's lips were as soft as water, and they were very comfortable.

I couldn't help it, as if I was addicted to licking, I stuck out the tip of my tongue again, and licked.

He frowned and smiled, relying on his dull instinct, the tip of his small tongue stroked around the line of his lips.

But in my heart I was extremely anxious.

Why is he so indifferent?

Why doesn't he act? Doesn't he feel it?

But Baoqing opened her eyes, staring at her face with closed eyes, an inexplicable emotion flashed in her eyes, and after a while, it disappeared without a trace.