Or maybe it was because she saw that he had the same experience as she wanted to be - the kind of unattainable experience that she gradually felt that he was actually a good person.
Before I knew it, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. I don’t know if it was on the mountain. Leng Yunlin stood up and the mountain breeze seemed to blow away all the bad things.
Looking at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, I just feel that I have the joy of dominating the world and fully feel the heroic spirit of overlooking all the mountains.
When he lowered his head, he saw that although Mu Qingyu had sucked oxygen, he still had a depressed expression. His delicate and soft look couldn't help but feel a little rippled in his heart.
My heart felt stuffy and my breathing was rapid. Could it be that he was also lacking in oxygen?
"Qingyu..." His voice was soft and cotton, as if he was asking for candy.
"What's wrong?" Seeing his abnormal flushing, he pursed his lips, his beautiful sword eyebrows slightly frowned, and he looked uncomfortable.
"I feel chest tightness and shortness of breath and difficulty breathing!"
"Are you lacking oxygen?" Mu Qingyu was also in this situation just now. He immediately treated him as a patient who was sympathetic and quickly handed him an oxygen bottle.
The other party obviously didn't care about her movements, but just sat next to her, put Junyan closer and closer, and his arms around her became tighter and tighter: "I want to inhale oxygen like this--"
"Um--"
As soon as his lips opened a little, he was blocked by the man's slightest slit. However, this time Leng Yunlin kissed her very gently, closing her eyes and holding her arms, as if she was a child tasting a cake.
The sun shines on the two people through layers of white clouds.
Mu Qingyu secretly opened her eyes, and she suddenly realized that Leng Yunlin was so close to her. She could count his thick but not messy eyebrows, see his trembling eyelashes, and see clearly that he rubbed against her. The tip of the cheeks.
Breathing lingers around her, and his mouth still had a familiar smell.
Even though she was through the clothes, she could clearly feel the heart in his chest beating vigorously.
Maybe the two of them were a shameful money transaction at the beginning. But after getting familiar with each other slowly, their goodness, his bad temper, his disgusting bad temper, and his close attitude. Gradually, they all seemed to have found it. source.
To put it bluntly, this man is just a pitiful person.
Thinking of this, her heart became a little softer--maybe, it was because the two of them were ill and pitiful.
Leng Yunlin hugged her and kissed her. The man's hands were cold, but wherever he went, it was very hot. Unconsciously, his palm gently brushed her cheeks and her soft fingers. , rubbing against her ears, made her start to tremble continuously.
"you are so Beautiful......"
I don’t know who moved the love first, but when Mu Qingyu realized it, Leng Yunlin had already pulled her clothes open, buried her head in, and gently sucked her shoulder hole.
The mountain wind blows, it's a little cold.
"Wait...wait..."
Mu Qingyu couldn't stand it anymore, for fear that someone would just go down the mountain and be caught. These days, junglers are not a big deal, but in the snow-capped mountains, which symbolize holiness, the mountain roads that come and go... ...She is really afraid of making headlines in newspapers.