The light of dawn breaks through the dark sky and illuminates the large European-style room. During the veil dance, the teenager turned over Jessica's body and said softly:
"Ryan, let's do something fun."
Jessica's eyes widened for a moment.
She stared at the glittering eyes above the ice blue, and the other side bent her lips, a lovely look.
Something interesting?
She swallowed involuntarily, afraid to look into those beautiful eyes, and turned her head, keeping a calm look, and asked, "What is it?"
I think she got the wrong idea.
Anmur bent his petal-like lips and gently touched the girl's cheek with a finger, soft and deeply attached to her voice, with obvious pleasure:
What do you think?
He leaned over and gently lifted her chin. His thin, beautiful lips closed, his white teeth brushed against hers, and then he closed his eyes joyfully, his lashes twitching, and kissed deeply.
His fingers ran up his waist, and the girl's eyes flashed a misty light, and she struggled a little uncontrollably between breathless kisses.
The slender body of the teenager and her stick together, almost no gap, the touch of the body came, with his lips in the light fragrance of breathing, confusing.
Yu Chu subconsciously pushed him: "Ann..."
"... Don't move." The young man suddenly said.
There was a slight husk in his voice, but there was still a quiet dignity.
Yu Chu moment opened his eyes wide.
This tone... It really looks like that guy.
The tone was the man's usual indifference, and the tone was calm. Only, the content is...
The girl blushed silently.
She had never heard him speak in such a subdued tone.
She was suddenly tactfully quiet, and the man paused, bent his head, and kissed her on the forehead. The boy's voice was soft and hoarse:
"Don't be afraid."
Jessica bit her lip and stared at the sexy Adam's apple on her long neck, still fighting for her life:
"But I have to get up soon..."
"Two hours till morning, and four hours till the maid calls you up." Anmur bit her earlobe, slowly, in a casual tone.
He bent his thin lips and smiled, like a blooming rose, beautiful and dangerous. In those ice blue eyes, the water is as bright as a pond lake, the sound is soft and waxy, with a deliberate act of grace:
"Ryan... Angel likes you so much. '
He leaned in and kissed her on the neck, and she couldn't help curling her toes and clutching his clothes.
The last sliver of memory.
Only vaguely see the person's glittering eyes, blue water shimmering, red lips slightly open, slightly spit out a low fragrance of breathing.
The line of sight on his delicate collarbone, white skin as if slightly reddened, crystal droplets of sweat along the line of beautiful abs, slowly sliding down.
The young man's thin lips curved with satiation, his white fingertips touched the girl's sweaty little face, and his voice was husky and soft: "... You are mine."
...
The fields are full of unknown flowers, and the tip of the nose is filled with a faint fragrance. The young girl raised the brim of her hat to reveal a beautiful face.
She asked the farmer's wife politely.
The other side showed an expression of enlightenment, and then enthusiastically pointed to the direction for her: "Go straight." The young couple in that house are really good-looking."