"Hmm" Feng You was dumbfounded, the cold touch on her lips was soft, like the jelly she often ate in her previous life, accompanied by a cool and masculine scent, which was addicting. , and a touch of ambergris, which seems to be intoxicating.
"You'er, aren't you going to be responsible for me?" He looked at Feng You who was stunned, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he lightly bit the corner of her lips. Not too painful.
"Ah," just as Feng You opened her mouth and exclaimed in pain, Ji Qingyang's dexterous tongue of fire slipped into her sweet mouth, evoking her clove tongue and dancing together, constantly sucking, attacking her territory, and gluttonously eating her sweet fragrance Nectar in a small mouth.
"Hmm." Feng You had already forgotten to breathe. Under Ji Qingyang's warm kiss, her consciousness began to slacken, her body slowly softened, and she leaned against his arms.
Feili's breath was surging in the air, and Ji Qingyang's intoxicating ambergris permeated Fengyou's body little by little.
"Hehe," a crisp laughter like a clear spring vibrated from Ji Qingyang's chest, "Fool, take a breath!"
In his laughter, Feng You really gasped for a while, and was tempted to dizzy, even Forgot, this man has just known each other for less than 3 hours.
He lowered his head, kissed her lips again, pryed open her teeth a little, and continued to taste her sweetness.
In a strange way, Feng You unexpectedly responded to his kiss unconsciously,
"Uh, um" her soft moaning further made his reason collapse, only to hear a loud "bang", the string of reason broke. .
He wrapped her waist in one hand, and the back of her head with the other, deepening the lingering kiss little by little, domineering and warm.
"Brother Yang, uh."
For some reason, Feng You's mind suddenly came up with this title. The whole person was also fascinated by the kiss, her eyes were blurred, her face was flushed, and her soft body was softened into a puddle of water.
She was firmly held in her arms by Ji Qingyang, but there seemed to be a voice in her brain that kept calling, Brother Yang, Brother Yang, so she also called out in a daze, it seems that this title has been called thousands of times. Ten thousand times, no matter how many times you call it, you will never get bored.
However, a coquettish "Brother Yang" pulled back Ji Qingyang, who had lost his mind. His eyes were wide open and emitting dim light, his face was inconceivable. Nian didn't hear this cry again, it was a voice that made him fall in love and hurt his heart!
The incredible, surprise, regret, sadness, and pity in the eyes are intertwined, very complicated!
He held her tightly in his arms, his arms tightened a little bit, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, and merge with her, his handsome chin as sharp as a knife pressed against the top of her head, and he was bloodthirsty all over his body. His dark breath, those memories emerged again, tearing at his heart again, those scars were uncovered once again, and his heart was cut like a knife!
"You'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, You'er!" He murmured in pain, and now he can't extricate himself from the pain, he failed to protect her, that irreparable, unprotected feeling of powerlessness swept over again!
Feng You finally regained consciousness in his embrace, was strangled by his arms and made a painful sound, "Ah", and began to struggle very uncomfortable.
Ji Qingyang regained his senses and slowly let go of his strong iron arms, but Feng You, who was freed, became soft from the kiss just now, and almost fell to the ground. Ji Qingyang quickly reached out and pulled her up. Sit her down next to him.
At the moment of sitting down, there was a crisp "snap" sound, and I saw Feng You's hand rise and fall, and a bright red five-finger print appeared on Ji Qingyang's enchanting fair face.
"Shameless, slutty son!" Feng You's angry voice sounded, her eyes were cold, and her whole body was full of gloomy energy, as if she was about to tear Ji Qingyang apart.
"If You'er likes it," Ji Qingyang pursed her thin lips slightly, the corners of her lips curled into a perfect arc, grabbed Feng You's soft little hand, and in Feng You's unbelievable eyes, hit him on the other side of the face, and listened With a "slap", there was another crisp slap, "You'er can do a few more slaps!"
With this slap, the corners of his thin lips were bloodshot, but he curled his lips into a smile.
In fact, Feng You was also puzzled. She was not disgusted with this stranger, and had a very strong urge to get close to him. She couldn't understand her own thoughts, and she didn't find any memory of the person in front of her in the original owner's memory, that is to say, the original owner didn't know this person.
So the question is, why does she have such a strong idea?