chapter 47: soft heart

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At some moments, Sheng Mingzhi's reaction was more sluggish than usual.

In the darkness, his less useful vision had been completely nullified, but instead magnified the touch on his lips.

The atmosphere steamed up in an instant, burning his whole face.

The brain went blank, leaving only the sound of a violent heartbeat.

Lu Jiayan's lips were warm, and the breath of the man was intertwined.

Sheng Ming's eyes widened and he was pressed against the wall in shock.

He thought that the back of his head was going to hit, but when he leaned back, he was cushioned by Lu Jiayan's hand.

He was a little shorter than Lu Jiayan, so when kissing, he could only passively bear it and slightly raise his chin.

The lower lip was bitten slightly, and Sheng Mingzhi felt something wet and hot licking through the slit of his lips, pried open his teeth, and wrapped it up.

He gasped softly, his body almost stiffened into a stone, his eyelashes fluttered violently, and for an instant, he didn't even know how to swing his hands and feet.

In fact, it was not the first time to kiss Lu Jiayan.

Sheng Mingzhi remembered that his first kiss disappeared, that is, the night Lu Jiayan was drugged.

It's not that there are any opinions.

He just felt sorry for him.

In the past, however, their kisses had a sense of business foreplay, as if kissing was only one step in going to bed.

How entangled the bed was, how indifferent it was after getting out of bed.

It seems that without the needs of married life, there is no need to kiss.

Doing something so intimate in public like this now. <

Or the first time.

After watching the movie, then kissing.

It's also too much like an ordinary couple...

As if noticing Sheng Ming's wandering, Lu Jiayan gently bit down on his lips.

Then pulled away a little distance, just still attached.

The voice is low and pleasant, and somewhat dumb: "Kissing or wandering?"

Although he knew that Lu Jiayan's voice was good.

But sticking so close to talking, Sheng Mingzhi felt that he was a bit pampered.

He's probably a world-class double-standard dog.

Listening to other men say bubble sounds, he can hate death, but when it is Lu Jiayan's turn, Sheng Mingzhi feels that it is still very good.

The breaths intertwined again, and the heat rolled over.

Sheng Mingzhi pursed his lower lip, and with such a close touch, any small movement of his would be felt by Lu Jiayan.

Lu Jiayan's kiss, like his people, was strong and gentle.

Only separated for a moment, and as if seduced, it was re-pasted on Sheng Ming's lips.

With an indulgence that he was not aware of.

Later, Sheng Mingzhi forgot when he walked out of the movie theater.

Blown by the cold wind outside, his consciousness was somewhat awake, remembering everything that had happened in the darkness.

Then, the roots of the ears suddenly became red. <

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