She's Cowardly and Sweet

12

It's not annoying to get drunk at night. It's just that the face is very red, and the porcelain-white skin is pink and tender, just like dyeing on the white jade, which is indescribably touching.

Lu Zixuan stretched out his hand and touched her cheek. He pulled his hand, but he was caught by Xiang Wanwan and muttered, "Comfortable."

His hands were wide, and the most important thing was that they were cold. They covered her face rolling at night. The taste was so comfortable that she couldn't help sighing.

Lu Zixuan rubbed her skin with her fingers, whispered, turned to the kitchen and poured a glass of water for her, and said, "I'll clean up the table. You sit here and wait for me."

Xiang Wanwan nodded obediently and took a small sip with a water glass. The lips moistened by the water were full of red, like petals stained with dew, which made people eager to take a bite. Of course, that bite is naturally light. Who is willing to hurt such a beautiful little girl?

Lu Zixuan casually cleaned up the mess on the table, put the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, waiting for the aunt at home to clean it tomorrow morning. And the most important thing for him now is to take good care of the drunken cat in front of him.

The drunk Xiang Wanwan was indeed like a clever cat. He stayed in his arms, gently pulling his clothes with his hands, leaning his head against his shoulder, and rubbing it in a small arc.

Back in the bedroom, he put the man down on the bed and went to make a basin of hot water to wipe her hands and face. If possible, he would like to take a shower for her, which smells like fire.

Untie the collar to the evening and look at her fragile and beautiful neck, just like a neck.

Lu Zi's throat moved slightly, lowered his head, and gently branded a kiss on it.

Xiang Wan smiled gently and opened his eyes to see him. His eyes were blurred and drunk.

Lu Zixuan stretched out his hand to hold her face, lowered his head and kissed her lips, with a kind of caution of touching treasures.

The little girl was drunk and covered from her bones, and even responded to his kiss. Occasionally, she responded as if she had tried her best to lie there and enjoy it.

Lu Zixuan couldn't help biting her, which made the other party stare at her slightly angrily. Her watery eyes and red face seemed to be casting.

With a happy smile from his throat, Lu Zixuan began to really pleasing his little girl and felt that his body had become as soft as water. Then he bent down and kissed her inch of muscle.

This matter is just four words of eating marrow and knowing taste.

After painting the final manuscript to the evening, I sent it directly to the editor, and soon got a response from the other party. The other party is also a loyal fan of the "Miss" comics. In fact, because the painting style in the evening is too detailed and beautiful, she pays great attention to details. Everything on the painting should be exquisite, and in addition, the love festival is not empty, which has completely achieved the effect of 1+1=3, which makes many people shout about addiction.

"This painting style, Yingyue Dada, I'll call for you!!!" The editor replied to her on □□. Just the last three sighs can show how excited she is.

Since she first submitted her manuscript to Wanwan, she has become a loyal fan of Wanwan, specializing in her painting style. Now as the editor of Xiang Wanwan, she saw the final chapter of Miss for the first time, which was a heartfelt.

However, in addition to excitement, I still have to get to business.

"After this last picture is uploaded, the company will divide the comics of Miss into three books for distribution, and a copy will be sent to you then. Now that this job is over, I don't know if I have any plans for the next big future? Do you have any new jobs?"