Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 575 The pit is 112 meters deep
Mo Jiu was slightly taken aback.

From guessing about the tomb of gossip to "saying it with a kiss", Xiao Qian's conversation changed a bit quickly. Mo Jiu half-closed his eyes and lingered with his burning gaze in the air for a moment before realizing that she had been molested. Molested by Xiao Liulang.

"Vulgar!" she said.

"It's so vulgar!" she said again.

"Xiao Liulang, you are really vulgar!"

He yelled again, and at the moment Xiao Qian closed his eyes to think, Mo Jiu pulled his hands tightly and pulled them forward, placing them on his shoulders, his upper body leaned forward, and almost snuggled into him in the arms.That intimate gesture caught Xiao Qian unexpectedly, his stiff body couldn't help leaning back, feeling like he was playing with an eagle and being pecked by an eagle.

But Mo Jiu leaned forward again, smiling nonchalantly.

"Stupid! A kiss or something is already out of date."

He raised his head, looked at Mo Jiu who was leaning against his body, and kept his mouth shut.

"Liu Lang..." Mo Jiu whispered, approaching his cheek, and breathed lightly in an intoxicating soft voice, "You are inexperienced at first glance. That's all, I don't expect What surprises can you give me, let me teach you. Do you know how men usually tease girls? "

Her familiar tone made Xiao Qian's gaze a little heavy.

"You understand very well?"

"That's natural. As I said, my sister knows a lot...Here are two tricks for you." She put her head on his shoulder with a smile, and her head got closer and closer. His head and lips strayed from the side of his face, barely brushing past him, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, he lowered down and kissed his shoulder, but his hand slowly slipped from his shoulder, swimming around him like a fish. On clothes with extremely soft fabrics.

If there is a light fragrance that seems to be absent, intimately entangled.

The lights are warmer, and the mood is more ambiguous.

The temperature is gradually rising, and the fire seems to be brighter.

Both of them were not dressed too thickly. Under the thin clothes, the outline of their bodies changed qualitatively as soon as they came into contact...

"What's the matter? Don't you like it?" Mo Jiu saw that his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his body was as hard as a rock, but she smiled and retracted her hand, caressed his slender neck lightly, and pointed to the last time Yunyu Gu's body was broken. Where there was skin, he deliberately "噫", "How can there be scars here?"

"Is there?" Xiao Qian's voice was hoarse and muffled when he was interrupted during the entanglement.

"Of course." Mo Jiu unbuttoned his collar, frowned, and carefully examined his neck, rubbing the shallow scar with his greasy fingertips, as if there was a thousand kinds of tenderness and pity, his movements Slowly, lightly, slowly, scratching her heart tremblingly, but she suddenly lowered her head and pressed a kiss on the faint mark.

The injured place is particularly sensitive, not to mention the neck fossa?

Xiao Qian's tall body trembled, "Mo Jiu."

"En." She tossed and patted, her tone soft, "Have you learned this move?"

He squinted at her, his lips pursed even tighter.She smiled, and warm kisses fell on it.Light, crisp, itchy, a kind of weird tenderness that he had never experienced before, traveled along the shallow scar to his limbs, like a prairie fire, burning all over the place in an instant. His territory made him stiffen, not daring to move.

From such an angle, he could only see half of her face sideways...

But from such an angle, her charm is almost perfect.

He seemed a little bewildered, but Mo Jiu stopped abruptly, panting lightly, as if this kiss had made her tired and exhausted her strength, the sound of breathing made his heart constrict , crisp... But she didn't raise her head, she still bowed her head against his neck, her soft lips pressed against his skin, kissing him bit by bit, delicate and gentle, with a fatal temptation.

(End of this chapter)