Xiao Jinhan is very close to her. The warm breath sprays on her cheek. The orchid Musk on his body lingers in his breath. There is an indescribable aroma, which is soul stirring.
He thin lips light up, asked: "like that micro blog, how do you think?"
Tang Yaoyao smiles and answers: "hand sliding, hand sliding..."
"Oh?"
Obviously not.
Tang Yaoyao explained: "I'm really a hand skater. I cheat you that you are a dog."
"Then why do you want to read that microblog?"
Tang Yaoyao
That's not the answer. He said his hand slipped, right?
Gently pick eyebrow: "the system recommends to me, I click to open to see."
Said, also stretched out his hands, hook his neck, learning the action he had done before, with the tip of the nose gently rubbed against his high nose.
Licking the corners of his mouth, his voice was charming and lazy: "if he can be certified as an emotional blogger, he must have a lot of experience in emotional issues. I thought that what she said is reasonable."
After that, the restless little hand came down from his neck and landed on his clavicle.
Further down, there is a warm and cool button like lanolin jade, on which the finger belly draws a circle.
"What do you say, brother Xiao?"
Xiao Jin Han stretched out his hand and wrapped her little hand. With the other hand, he pressed the switch on one side.
The room suddenly became bright. She immediately closed her eyes and covered them with her hands. After a while, she got used to the light.
After putting down his hand, he saw his handsome face with a little pale and morbid.
This kind of Xiao old four son, only need to push lightly, then can be pressed by her to fall on the bed.
Xiao Jin Han's voice was a little low, and he gently raised his eyebrows: "I also think she said it well, so I like it, not by hand."
Tang Yaoyao
Shit!
Exciting!
Tomorrow, if she and fourth master Xiao don't make headlines, she won't be Tang Yaoyao.
Don't say tomorrow, just the one at the party today, the microblog should be blown up.
She raised her lips. The little pear vortex on her cheek was very sweet. With a little sly smile at the bottom of her eyes, she lifted her lips and said, "since you like it, why don't you try it?"
Then he stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.
However, before touching it, he pressed his shoulder with both hands and couldn't move.
"What for?"
Xiao chin Han picked his eyebrows and his eyes were as bright as stars: "what about your Platonic love? No more? "
Tang Yaoyao's simple smile showed her two little tiger teeth. She felt like a ruffian. She said: "it's for others. It's not for you ~"
after that, she hugged his waist and wanted to kiss him.
Xiao Jin Han's Adam's apple rolled up and down for two rounds to stabilize his disordered breathing. His low voice seemed helpless and spoiled: "don't make trouble."
Then he lowered his head, and his eyes fell on her feet.
Tang Yaoyao followed his vision, lowered his head, and saw her feet on his feet.
The little feet are still wrapped with gauze, which makes them ache faintly.
Only then can we understand what he is worried about.
She raised her legs, swayed left and right, frowned and took a breath.
When I came back, I was in a wheelchair. It didn't hurt much.
Now I move my feet, and I find that it's still so painful. Let alone do something shameful, walking is a problem.
Then he looked up at him again, just touching the light in his pupils.
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