Shen Chu raised his head, with a little smile on his eyes: "You are my boyfriend, what's too much jealous?"

She said, and suddenly laughed and tiptoe. She lifted her hands on Fu Yan's waist and hooked to his neck.

Fu Yan didn't speak, his face was calm, and his heart had fallen into the sea.

Shen Chu touched his back neck, his fingers stuck unconsciously, and looked at the person with a smile. Seeing that he still didn't speak, she raised her eyebrows. She was closer to her head.

She snorted: "You just look at me like this, don't you kiss?"

This is undoubtedly the arrow that breaks the defense. The shot came directly and broke the Fu Yan's line.

He had already wanted to kiss her. Whether he met or after the twilight years, he wanted to hold her in his arms on the way back.

But the appearance of the twilight years made his heart rise a little warning and careful. In concerns, it was a hand.

Now that Shen Chu opened his own mouth, where would Fu Yan hold it.

In the quiet living room, the two of the two were a little short. It was originally Shen Chu holding people, but as soon as her words fell, people were directly hugged by Fu Yan, and the sofa behind him was leaning back on the back of his back. superior.

One -meter -two high sofa, Shen Chu was sitting on it, and people happened to be flat with Fu Yan.

His bracelet made her lean on her waist, and the other hand was holding her side face. The kiss was like a storm, and Shen Chu's thoughts were completely blank.

She breathed his breath and heard his breathing clearly, mixed in the constant kiss, Shen Chu remembered the dream of her last night, and she subconsciously tightened Fu Yan's hand.

Suddenly, Shen Chu only felt that the whole person was empty.

Fu Yan hugged her and walked around, and the two sat on the soft sofa.

The living room is very quiet. Except for each other's breathing and heartbeat, there is only the sound of kissing.

Shen Chu's whole person seemed to be roasted in the stove, and the man was sitting on Fu Yan's thigh. She was hugged and sewed by him.

The room seemed to be on fire. She was soft and soft, and she was so soft that she was so soft that she couldn't help snorting. The soft nasal sound came with a fatal temptation.

Fu Yan used a great restraint to remove himself. He looked down at Shen Chu. The eyes of the people in his arms were immersed in water. The original crimson of the lips, the slightly swollen lips seemed to have just stained the cherry in the morning, so they wanted to swallow it and taste fresh and sweet.

Shen Chu's eyes were still a little scattered, his head leaned against Fu Yan's shoulders weakly, looking at the collar of his sweater, he returned to God for a while, and looked up at Fu Yan.

When his eyes fell on that thin lips, Shen Chu froze, the lipstick on her lips was all stained on his lips.

The red thin lips were coupled with her head and looked at her crimson peach eye. When Shen Chu was forgotten what she wanted to say.

She blinked her eyes, only a moment of retrospective thinking, raised her hand and touched his face, and said with a smile: "In fact, you don't have to be jealous of him. He didn't even kiss me. What are you jealous? "
Chapter completed!