The girl with her eyes closed was indifferent and just shook her head vigorously. Suddenly she felt like the world was spinning. She opened her eyes in fear and saw the surrounding scenery spinning rapidly. Qin Xiaoman didn't expect that he would really do this and couldn't help but scream out again.
Voice.
Looking at the ground getting closer and closer, he nervously closed his eyes again.
However, Yan Zisong stopped his fall when he was about to get close to the ground and put his body under Qin Xiaoman.
The imagined pain did not come. Qin Xiaoman suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a handsome and elegant face in front of him, still looking at her casually and full of confusion, and she was pressing on him.
Sensing the awkward posture of the two of them, Qin Xiaoman hurriedly tried to get up from him, but Yan Zisong suddenly turned over, gently placed Qin Xiaoman on the beach, and covered him up.
He supported his body and looked at her who was three parts frightened and seven parts shy, and the passion in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
He resisted the hands she pushed towards him, and lowered his head to her lips; her lips were still light pink, round and small;
The words uttered there once made him sad, angry and painful, and also made him ecstatic; but no matter what, he could not stop himself from missing it or longing for it.
His lips pressed against that touch of coolness with burning warmth, and both of them were trembling, rubbing gently, once and for all.
"I... really... like you so much..."
He murmured softly on her lips, coveting those two round soft pieces and reluctant to leave for half a second. Qin Xiaoman closed her eyes tightly and did not dare to open them. She only felt that she was being burned so much that her heart beat seemed to exceed the limit of her chest.
scope.
"Baby... you are so beautiful..." He pecked lightly, tightening his lips and sucking her lips, loosening and tightening his lips, full of attachment and pity, "Today... when I saw you...
I just...especially want to..."
Yan Zisong's chest rose and fell, and the words he spoke could not help but tremble slightly.
"I can't control myself..." he tried gently, attacking the city bit by bit.
Suddenly, Yan Zisong raised his face, his deep and blurred eyes locked on the shy and delicate person in front of him;
Suddenly, Qin Xiaoman felt the pressure on her lips suddenly disappear, but the shy girl did not dare to open her eyes. She still closed her eyes tightly. In her ears, she could hear Yan Zisong's increasingly heavy and passionate breathing. Qin Xiaoman's heart was beating like a deer.
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