Endless Pampering Only For You

At such a close distance, her skin was still so tender that she could not see the slightest pores.

And the smell of fragrant fragrance on her body was so bewildering, from time to time he got into his nose, as if trying to stir him.

The man's instinct made him take a deep breath.

In an instant, her breath seemed to haunt him.

Ye Sijue hesitated, and in his capacity, it was common for beauties around him.

Although he was not keen on women, he was even cold.

But there were countless women he had ever seen, but none of them could fall into his eyes, let alone agitate his heart.

However, she seemed to be able to do this little thing in front of her easily.

He himself was surprised, he actually liked the smell on her, and his eyes were not even willing to move away from her delicate face.

This is something that never happened.

If let Song Shijun and others see it, it is estimated that he would be shocked.

I don't know how, Ye Sijue suddenly had bad bad eyes.

He stretched out his hands, his knuckle fingers were very good-looking. He was the best hand to play the piano.

"Hmm ..." Mo Xiaomeng was choked up and felt a little choking, and instinctively struggled.

Then he raised his fist uncomfortably, smashed it forward, and hit him on the chest.

However, what was hit was like a wall, hard.

Mo Xiaomeng suddenly felt a sense of grievance and sobbed.

She can't breathe anymore ...

Seeing her lovely gesture, Ye Sijue couldn't help but smile.

This little thing is really interesting.

I wondered if she would be taken away and sold because she was too stupid.

Ye Sijue didn't know it himself, and at this moment he had a bit of pity for this little thing.

He let go, and when she was finally able to breathe, she complained in a crying voice, "Who ... who are you? Why are you bullying me, wow ... you all bully me ..."

Ye Sijue raised her chin.

Mo Xiaomeng could only be forced to hold his head up, exposing the white swan's fair and beautiful neck.

Ye Sijue stared, a pair of deep blue eyes staring at her face, she did not let go of every expression.

This pose made Mo Xiaomeni feel a little uncomfortable, she twisted her neck at a loss, trying to get rid of him.

The big beautiful eyes were full of water mist, as if tears would drop at any time.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, and tears fell.

"..." she cried and said something.

Ye Sijue lowered his head and really wanted to do something. Hearing her voice, the action was delayed, Jun frowned, raised his head to look at her, and his deep eyes locked her small face. name?"

Mo Xiaomen cried whiningly, and Pink Tender's little mouth seemed to be talking one after another.

Ye Sijue heard a lot this time.

She did call someone's name, and it was clear that it was still a man's name!

He suddenly had the illusion of being thrown with cold water.

At this moment, the emotion faded and calmly returned.

Ye Sijue held up his sturdy upper body, his eyes narrowed at the little man under him, and soon he opened his sideways.

Without the weight on his body, although Mo Xiaomeng felt more comfortable, he remembered his uncomfortableness just now.

"Woohoo ... don't go ... I want to drink water ..."

I don't know why, she just feels thirsty.

So wronged, why didn't this guy give her water to drink?