Dear Princess, Run Slowly

The latter looks at her vaguely. She is a gorgeous teenager. Su Qianyue's eyes are slightly shaken by the sudden attack of beauty.

I saw Jun Mo lock her tightly from her eyes, but her hand didn't move again.

Su Qianyue sighs a little, just want to push Jun Mo away, Jun Mo is in this empty block, suddenly close to her.

Breathing twinkle together for a moment, Su Qianyue is not sure whether Jun Mo Li is in a real coma or a fake coma. She looks at Jun Mo Li's more and more lax eyes and more powerful fingers.

Su Qianyue's tender fingers suddenly grab his hand that pinches his neck. Junmo Li feels something completely different from his body temperature. It's a little cool, like a spring brook, flowing into the most vulnerable place in his heart.

He grabs her instinctively, but it seems empty.

Jun Mo Li tries to look up at her, but there is only a layer of red clothes in front of her.

Although did not see her, but in the heart, he wrote down.

This man loves red.

Jun Mo left hand want to touch her face, ear but came the voice of the person's dissatisfaction.

Jun Mo frowned slightly from the brow, "don't quarrel, OK?"

The voice is different from the usual indifference, which brings a trace of pampering discontent, like a child coquetry.

Su shallow month Leng Leng, Jun Mo lie on his body, looking at him full of intimacy in her body rub.

Is this really Junmo Li?

Jun Mo from looking at her, can only vaguely see the red cherry lips, looking at, I do not know why began to dry mouth, he suddenly wanted to leave here, but the pace is not like limp.

Su Qianyue's eyes were awe inspiring, and quickly held him.

Jun Mo from a turn, eyes are that fresh lips.

I don't know why, as soon as my brain was hot, I sealed it directly.

On the lips a face is slightly cool to spread, Su shallow month surprised stare big eyes.

Is Jun Mo Li kissing her?!

That familiar feeling, Su Qianyue's mind once again across the next world of that time, now she even need to use some virtual memory to support her?

Don't know when, Jun Mo left to move thin lip, the head buries in her neck place then no longer move.

Her hands cling to her, big hands through her hair, ink hair against the well-defined finger Sha is good-looking.

At this time, two beautiful faces are also close together.

One is enjoyment, the other is force.

Jun Mo Li seems to be unsatisfied. Like a little cat, he rubs Su Qianyue's warm neck. Then he even grunts.

Su Qianyue frowned and the silver needle of the setting sun stabbed into his hole.

The latter suddenly felt the consciousness completely dissipated, no strength, fell to the ground.

Su Qianyue stood in the same place.

There seems to be a familiar warm feeling on the lips.

This is not Jun Mo Li before, he would never be so rude before, he would not want to force her now.

Su Qianyue shakes her head and shakes away the messy ideas in her mind.

This just low Mou to see Jun Mo leave of injury.

I don't know why, the temperature on Jun Mo's body has dropped!

Su shallow month coagulates eyebrow to doubt, even if is her hand, the speed also can't be so quick.

And just now Jun Moli has been

Su Qianyue's white fingers touched the cherry lips, and a smile rippled at the corner of her mouth.

The chest suddenly a burst of abnormal movement, Su shallow month Lian eyebrow a Zheng.

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