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"C-can it?"

He chuckled twice, didn't answer, but closed his eyes.

In this way, Ying Xing finally mustered up the courage to gently touch his lips.

A dragonfly touches the water, and it is about to explode.

She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and she raised her head nervously and looked around.

Everyone was obviously sleeping soundly, but she felt as if they were all looking at her.

Ying Xing licked his very dry lips, savoring the feeling just now.

…The touch was so brief that she seemed to have forgotten it completely.

So... I should... try a few more times.

She leaned forward gently again and pressed her lips against his.

The boy's lips seemed to have no taste, but they seemed to carry an invisible magic that made her reluctant to let go.

Once, twice, three times...it was indeed just a kiss, a simple light kiss, with lips touching, no other movements, as innocent as a girl.

Ying Xing finally remembered the touch of the boy's lips. Not only that, he even pieced together the shape in his mind bit by bit, every line and every curve.

She straightened up slightly to give the poor heart some breathing space.

Otherwise, she really wondered if it would jump out of her throat.

"Not going on?"

The boy asked again.

"May I?"

"You could be bolder."

"..."

She blinked, somewhat unable to believe what she heard.

Then, swallow your saliva again.

Volume 1: Chapter 124: A moan.

What happens next?

Ying Xing never knew. She spent most of her life standing by the stove, day after day, boring and dull.

But what a coincidence, it seemed that a senior had just demonstrated it to her.

What exactly is that advanced kiss like?

The woman's movements were very clumsy. She felt her muscles were so stiff that she could hardly move. She bent her body little by little with a "click" like a rusty machine.

This feels totally different from before...

How can tasting with the tongue and touching with the lips be the same feeling?

The young man did not close his eyes with bad intentions. Ying Xing could not suppress the shyness in his heart, but he did not want to stop there, so he closed his eyes and just used his body to grope blindly.

The small snake quietly poked its head out of the hole. It looked around and found that it seemed to have come to another hole.

The taste here is a bit weird.

It tastes bitter at first, and then suddenly becomes sweet.

It first crawled along the outermost edge of the cave, carefully and cautiously, as if it was familiarizing itself with the environment here. After it had explored the entire outermost area, it stood up, looked at the darkness in the depths, and hesitated.

In the end, the little snake moved forward without hesitation.

At the deepest part of the cave, it was surprised to find another of its kind. They hit it off immediately and after a brief trial, they quickly became entangled in a ball.

They were so tightly wrapped around each other that after the little snake separated, it could only drag itself weakly and slowly on the ground as it was reluctant to leave.

Ying Xing was breathing heavily, his eyes were blurry.

An Jing was calm and composed. He moved his tongue around his lips and scraped off some of the uncomfortable mucus that was stuck on them.

"Do you want to continue?"

Before she could answer, there was a sudden noise nearby.

"I...I'm drunk..."

Bai Heng, who was pushed aside, muttered with a little dissatisfaction, her words were unclear, she seemed to have dreamed of something, her body fell further in the direction of collapse, and bumped into Jing Liu, who immediately frowned, sniffed slightly with the tip of his nose, and then there was no movement.

Ying Xing held her breath and stood there for several seconds. Only when the two people over there seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again did she dare to start breathing.

"No, no need..."

How could she dare to continue and quickly shook her head.

"What are you afraid of?"

An Jing looked at her with a bit of amusement.

"Even if we are discovered, it won't matter."

Ying Xing couldn't quite understand what the boy said.

"why?"

"We were all drunk."

He smiled and said touching words.

Ying Xing felt that he was really disappointing.

Obviously, she shouldn't do such a thing... Sister Jingliu has always been very kind to her, but now... she can't help but want to do something to let her down...

She felt her throat was about to dry out, as if there was a fire burning in her chest, and her whole body was extremely dry.

The woman picked up the jar of wine on the ground next to her and drank it down with big gulps. The cracking and dry feeling dissipated a lot, but the fever became more severe, making her dizzy.

Ying Xing leaned over and kissed the boy again and again. It seemed that alcohol not only made people drunk, but also stimulated their potential. The woman understood many things without any instruction.

Just letting the boy lie on her legs seemed to be unable to satisfy her desires, so the woman held him in her arms and embraced him.

But as for what to do next, Ying Xing's mind was blank again.

She folded her legs tightly together, feeling very hot and itchy. Only by hugging the boy tighter could she relieve the pain a little, but after a moment the pain would become even stronger again.

The woman frowned in distress and looked at An Jing helplessly.

"Is it hard?"

he asked softly.

"Um......"

Ying Xing let out a soft and vague moan, and she felt as if she had turned back into the ignorant girl she once was, clutching her brother's clothes tightly and not wanting to let go.

"Want to change places?"

"Why......?"

"You might be shy."

"I'm... fine..."

Ying Xing suppressed his physical discomfort and answered in a low voice.

She didn't want to move because she was afraid that if she stood up she would not have the courage to go on.

"Ok."

An Jing didn't care.

He patted Ying Xing's back gently with one hand: "Relax."

The woman was wearing a black and gold coat today, which had a waist-hugging design and was very close-fitting. She was wearing white trousers on the lower body, which covered her whole body very tightly.

This makes it extremely difficult to solve.

The front end of the coat was hung up, revealing the black lining and white trousers. The belt was untied, and the tight waist became loose. The waist of the trousers tilted slightly without the restraint, slightly revealing some of the beautiful things hidden in it.

The style was indeed as ordinary and restrained as Ying Xing's usual style, just monotonous and black that almost blended in with the lining.

But it overlaps with two white spots, creating a strong visual conflict and is particularly eye-catching.

Ying Xing is not from the Xianzhou people. Her physical characteristics have been fixed since birth. Even exercise has little effect on her body shape. As a short-lived species, she also has her own advantages.

Her workouts have a huge impact on her body shape.

Long-term forging training and the characteristics of a short-lived species have made her body shape completely different from the other four members of the Yunshang Five Heroes.

The muscles are strong, streamlined and beautiful, smooth to the touch and full of toughness.

Although Jing Yuan Jingliu and the others could also feel the shape of the muscles in their thighs, it was not as obvious as Ying Xing's.

Touching further up, he even felt eight abdominal muscles.

The boy's touch brought a whole new experience, which made people feel comfortable and unbearable.

Ying Xing really liked his touch, but now she instinctively felt that she didn't want him to continue... He should change to another place...

But even she herself didn't know where to go, so she could only breathe in distress, hoping that the boy could give her an answer as soon as possible.

An Jing was still touching Ying Xing's abdominal muscles with curiosity.

Jingyuan and Jingliu certainly have them too, but they both only have six pieces, and their shapes are actually rather fuzzy, more streamlined, not as obvious as Yingxing.

He felt the woman's body trembling and looked up at her.

Ying Xing pursed her lips, and her eyes, which were usually lowered in front of him, were now covered by a layer of mist, as if she was about to cry.

He felt that what was brewing might be almost enough, and if he continued teasing her like this, he was afraid that she would really cry.

Then, the fingers moved.

"Hmm~"

A cry.

Volume 1: Chapter 125: Red as Cherry.

"It's so comfortable here..."

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"Hands, fingers—"

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