Leng Yunlin's magical hand would cause her to respond wherever it passed, either standing upright or trembling. Moreover, because of the relationship in the water, her entire senses seemed to be infinitely magnified.
, almost don’t know what night it is.
Mu Qingyu wanted to defend, but Leng Yunlin did not give her a chance to say anything other than whispering. Mu Qingyu held his shoulders tightly because of emotion and sobbed softly. Leng Yunlin listened to her whisper.
The voice begging for mercy became even harder.
When he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw water droplets falling from the tips of his hair, landing on his chest, slowly sliding down Leng Yunlin's wheat-colored chest, and then falling into the undulating water.
There was a "tick" sound, accompanied by his low breathing and her soft moaning, like a concerto.
The hot water quickly took away her physical strength and confused her thoughts.
Looking at Leng Yunlin's appearance - it seems that he is not full?
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Later, Leng Yunlin's behavior also made her a little panicked.
For example, when you go to work, you encounter a traffic light and Leng Yunlin's car stops on the road.
While parking the car, Mu Qingyu clearly felt that Leng Yunlin beside her was looking at her. She looked at him doubtfully, and the moment their eyes touched, she subconsciously lowered her head.
, doing self-hypnosis, Leng Yunlin turned his head and looked at the woman who lowered her head and obviously wanted to minimize her presence. The low and magnetic laughter spread layer by layer in the closed compartment.
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Leng Yunlin looked at Mu Qingyu beside him, and the corners of his mouth continued to rise. He stretched out his hand to caress Mu Qingyu's small chin, leaned over and kissed it.
With the curved corners of his soft lips, he rubbed her gently little by little. Between the open and closed lips and teeth, there was his soft breath. He kissed her very carefully, carefully and caringly. She opened her eyes slightly, and he also
As he was looking at her, his faint gaze flowed softly from under his long and dense eyelashes. There was no trace of eroticism, as if he was caring wholeheartedly.
It wasn't until the red light turned to green and the car behind her honked her horn, Leng Yunlin reluctantly let go of Mu Qingyu and looked at her fair face in his arms, with a pink color.
, like flower stamens that have just been moistened by rain and dew, exuding an alluring fragrance.
Leng Yunlin leaned over, kissed Mu Qingyu's forehead gently, and said softly: "Qingyu, let's continue tonight -"
After saying that, Leng Yunlin started the car and drove in the direction of Leng's Group.
Mu Qingyu was brought back to consciousness by Leng Yunlin's kiss. She looked at Leng Yunlin. There was a smile on his side face. He was holding the steering wheel with his left hand and tapping the steering wheel with his slender index finger. Mu Qing
Yu knew that this was another way to express his good mood.
The scenery outside the window and the scenes that happened before were played out like a film.
Thinking of what he just said "continue in the evening", Mu Qingyu's cheeks began to turn red little by little, until her small and round earlobes turned pink.
Suddenly she glanced at the reversing mirror and saw the red cheeks and drop-like eyes reflected in the reversing mirror because of his mischief in the morning and the kiss just now. She frowned slightly.