Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

This question seemed to be difficult for Qin Cao to answer. Chang Mian still had countless pairs of eyes waiting for his answer for a long time, but Qin Cao subconsciously turned his head to look at Qin Shou.

So, everyone followed suit and cast their gazes over.

Qin Shou suddenly became the object of all attention.

"Fuck, you guys!"

For some reason, he ran out of words for a while, and immediately dragged Qin Cao to flee.

This is a good weather with neither yin nor yang, which is especially luxurious in summer.

With a bit of cool mountain wind, it blew mischievously back and forth on the stone steps behind the rockery. A gust of wind passed by, and the rain of flower petals fell all over the sky.

Qin Cao, who was walking on the left, patted the petals on the white shirt and hair, and then glanced at the petals on Qin Shou's head.

Qin Shou coughed lightly, and Qin Cao's words came from his ears.

"Qin Shou, what do you think?"

"What do you think?"

"What do you think about marriage?"

Qin Shou turned his head directly.

As expected, Qin Cao smiled with infinite disappointment, and walked slowly on the mountain path.After turning a corner, there is a faint water vapor rushing towards the face. There is a small waterfall here, and the spring water pours down, hitting the face, which is icy cold.

Another gust of wind passed by, and countless petal rains swirled in the mist.

"You have petals on your head." Suddenly, Qin Shou said something innocuous.

"Oh."

"Do I have it on my head?" Qin Shou didn't ignore the disappointed look on Qin Cao's face, but he smiled and pointed to the top of his head.

Qin Cao glanced at the few petals hanging on Qin Shou's head again, nodded, raised his hand and said, "I'll pat you."

"Use your mouth."

"...?"

"Help me lick it off with your mouth."

Qin Shou lowered his head slightly without blushing, and Qin Cao's raised hand froze in mid-air, and there was a slight shock.

"If you don't lick it, then I will."

"Shou..." His voice was cut off.

There was the sound of jingling bells and another gust of wind. Countless petals flew into the air, twirling and falling, and a slippery feeling came from the lips.

The soft and moist feeling is mixed with the fragrance of petals.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

All feelings are infinitely magnified...

He closed his eyes, not having time to enjoy it, and as the sense of smooth touch disappeared, he opened his eyes in dissatisfaction, and saw a flower petal in Qin Shou's mouth, which was less than ten centimeters away from him, and suddenly blew it lightly, and the flower petals The petals flew up from his lips in the wind, and it seemed that they were still stained with the moisture of the two of them.

Qin Cao stepped on his feet in a hurry, stuck out his tongue, touched his lips with certainty, bit the petals that had been in close contact with Qin Shou's lips, put them in his mouth, and chewed carefully...

Qin Shou whistled and asked, "Is it delicious?"

He laughed, but said nothing.

"What is the taste?"

"..."

"Don't tell me...then I will taste it myself."

The two lips pressed together again, followed by palms together, fingers intertwined, and finally...skin to skin, rubbing gently.

Qin Cao sent the petals that he had been chewing in his mouth to Qin Shou's tongue, as if deliberately luring him into it.

Kazao——————

In front of the quiet mountain waterfall, a dazzling flash of light suddenly flashed.

Qin Shou and Qin Cao opened their eyes at the same time, looking in the direction of the flashlight.

I saw a beautiful mixed-race girl sitting on a boulder, holding a SLR camera in her hand, looking at the pictures she took, very satisfied.