Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Su Qianyue was surprised, instinctively went to grab Jun Mo Li's hand, "don't touch it

"This gentleman, have discretion."

Jun Mo left Dun, just as if fingertips really rubbed her waist muscle, that Ying Ying's waist.

A little red, "don't move."

Jun Mo Li looks at her coldly. Su Qianyue is about to cry. At this time, she is blocked by Jun Mo Li from the outside world. Jun Mo Li's hard chest has to be close to her at this time. The warm feeling comes, and her face is slightly red. It's the same when she looks up at Jun Mo Li.

"What are you blushing for?"

Su Qianyue tilts her head slightly, forgetting her blush for a moment.

"Undress for the first time?"

Su Qianyue suddenly raised a teasing smile, looking at Jun Mo from the heart.

"Everything has a first time."

"Mm-hmm, I know. Once you have the first time, there will be a second time. You need to be proficient."

As they are close to each other, Su Qianyue reaches out and pats Jun Mo on his shoulder.

The latter one Leng, then just pull open a evil spirit smile, eyes straight at her, "you mean, I want to practice undressing for you?"

Su Qianyue's smile froze on her face, her eyes awkwardly moved away, "nothing."

"I wish you could understand that."

Jun Mo said to himself.

"Don't, don't, don't understand that!"

Su Qianyue is worried, biting her fingertips and looking at him pitifully. But the latter ignored her eyes, fingertips gently twist her belt, gently pull.

Feeling the smoothness of her clothes, Su Qianyue's eyes narrowed with fear.

But Jun Mo unties her belt and doesn't start any more.

Throw the clothes to her and "get dressed."

With that, he turned his back, picked up the book and looked at it lightly. If you look at him carefully, you may find that his ears don't know when to climb up the pink.

Seeing that Jun Mo Li is sitting there quietly, Su Qianyue is a little at a loss, but she still timidly picks up her clothes. She looks at Jun Mo Li with fear. The latter's eyes turn to her. With a wave of her sleeve robe, Su Qianyue finds that the bed under her body begins to shake.

Two thick bed curtains cover Su Qianyue's sight of seeing Jun Mo Li. He reaches out his hand and touches the bed curtain suspiciously. It seems that there is spiritual reinforcement.

Su Qianyue raised a smile from the corner of her mouth.

I took the red clothes and put them on one by one.

And one side of the Jun Mo from, at this time is also tightly pinch fingers, ear also from time to time came the voice of the corner of the clothes, Jun Mo from the vicious look to Su Qianyue that direction.

This woman really didn't see him as a man.

There was a sense of dryness and heat in my body. It was just OK to stop in time, otherwise it would be out of control.

But he has always been known for his endurance, and now his proud patience has left him behind.

March to bite the lower lip, moonlight will su Qianyue that shadow reflected on the bed curtain, the graceful posture is like a permanent picture, engraved on his heart.

Jun Mo from closed eyes, forced down the heart that palpitation.

Hand out a pen and paper, I do not know what is drawing.

"Jun Mo Li, I changed it."

Su shallow month Huan Tuo's voice rings out, Jun Mo leaves also just slightly lift an eye, this lift an eye, is Leng in situ.

It's a beautiful city in the world.

Like ink like hair scattered in the back, a red dress seems to be tailor-made for her general, Qianqian jade feet half covered, like stained with snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

"Good looking?"