The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

It's so precious, as if being in his arms is all he has, and it's precious to protect with life!

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems to be in the blink of an eye, and it seems to be forever.

He moved, stretched out his fingers slowly, and touched the glistening, extremely alluring lips in the dark car. The subtle movements showed the man's infatuation. The touch of his fingertips was the deepest part of his heart. feel nostalgic.

Yun Zheng's fingers trembled, as if he was about to leave at that moment, but he left with great reluctance, as if he saw a delicate flower blooming in the wind, the stamens were delicate, and it seemed that he could not bear the weight, and he wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was worried The fingers are too rough, which damages the delicate mechanism.

After hesitating again and again, he couldn't resist the temptation of beauty. The fingertips resting on her lips slowly stroked her lips. obsessed.

Yes, obsession, he is deeply obsessed with her.

In the dimly lit carriage, the girl's outline could not be seen clearly, but his movements couldn't have been more accurate, her red lips lingered on his fingertips.

Those thin and slightly pursed lips can always completely win all his eyes.

He still remembered that pink and light color, and her charming expression when she smiled - the corners of her lips were slightly raised, as quiet as water, like spring flowers blooming, like spring water flowing.

He bent down a picturesque face that was both happy and angry, and suddenly hugged her arm a little tighter, his thoughts were flying, thinking of their first meeting at this moment, that beautiful and picturesque scene was almost overflowing with beauty, like It is a picture scroll drawn in thick ink, engraved far away in the deep blue sky.

He remembered that moment, her face like suet jade, in the shallow smile, was so bright that people couldn't look away.

Obviously he had already seen all kinds of beauties, but he suddenly remembered her in his heart, and it will be engraved in his heart from then on, and he will never forget it.

It is the affection that he will never forget in his life, the love that will never be tasted, and the nostalgia that he will never forget. He walked alone in the dark, exhausted his efforts, and finally got his humble wish.

Yun Zheng suddenly lowered his head slowly, his face was facing hers, his lips pressed against her warm lips, but they only brushed them lightly, like the wind blowing over a shore without ripples, and then moved towards her , deeply buried in Lin Qingran's shoulder socket.

He stopped there without moving, as if this simple movement had exhausted his strength.

At some point, Lin Qingran opened her eyes, and she felt Yun Zheng's snuggle, which did not contain ambiguity and intimacy, but more like a kind of ecstasy after searching for thousands of times.

There seemed to be some moisture in the shoulder socket, and it seemed to be her illusion.

Did he cry?

Her expression was shaken, the breath blowing on her neck seemed to be a bit heavier, he had already raised his head, his raised chin had a fine beard, brushed against her face, a thin sting - Yun Zheng's lips, approaching within easy reach.

There were rustling kisses on the skin, Lin Qingran was slightly shocked, as if struggling slightly, she didn't know if she was too weak or didn't want to move, she closed her eyes.

Yun Zheng was originally prepared for her to struggle fiercely, holding her hands to support the back of her head, and when she was preparing to struggle, he let her go, unwilling to force her even a little bit.

However, the woman under her lips closed her eyes, and in an instant, unbelievable ecstasy filled his heart, and his heart was instantly elated.

Even if, at this moment, Lin Qingran didn't want to, he didn't want to retreat anymore.

Because the girl under her lips is so sweet, so delicious, so... makes one feel reluctant.