They Are Not Human!

Chapter 103: Dezhi Middle School 8

Wen Qing's voice was thick and nasal, sticky, and a little dumb.

The voice echoed in his ears, and Song Xuan's body felt more and more intense.

"you…"

He opened his mouth, and then he felt something was wrong.

It was as if all the energy in his body had been drained in an instant.

Song Xuan's legs softened and he fell straight down.

Wen Qing had no strength because of the kiss just now, so Song Xuan fell directly on top of him, and was overwhelmed even with him.

Fortunately, the floor was covered with soft cushions, so he didn't fall in pain, but buried his entire face in Song Xuan's sturdy chest, a little breathless, and his eyes darkened.

Wen Qing instinctively breathes hard and draws oxygen.

Song Xuan's ears seemed to be the only sound of soft and sticky breathing, and his chest was hot and itchy.

He clearly felt that the shirt around Wen Qing's mouth was soaked wet by his breath, tightly covering him.

The thin fabric seemed to be pressing heavily on his heart, and Song Xuan's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

Changes in the body cannot be controlled.

Wen Qing wanted to slow down for a while and then get up again, but the two were next to each other, and he felt Song Xuan.

He wanted to put this reason on the props, but before the props were used, Song Xuan had already…

Wen Qing gritted his teeth, opened his mouth in anger, tilted his head and bit Song Xuan's arm hard.

A grunt sounded above his head.

Hearing this voice, Wen Qing bit harder and harder.

Song Xuan couldn't help squinting his eyes, this pain was nothing to him.

He didn't feel pain, but felt that the little rabbit in his arms was probably angry.

Rabbit bites in a hurry.

Biting him on purpose, hooking him.

Song Xuan bent his fingers and pressed Wen Qing's head against himself.

He lowered his head, resting his chin on the top of Wen Qing's head, rubbing his fingertips against the soft strands of hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Try harder."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, and felt Song Xuan's temperature even more, and it was menacing.

He gritted his teeth and pushed Song Xuan's hand away.

Song Xuan really had no strength, and his right hand was easily pushed away by him.

He looked sideways at Wen Qing's flushed cheeks and asked, "Transfer student."

"what did you do to me?"

Be your big head.

Wen Qing scolded him in her heart and tried to push Song Xuan's body.

It was too heavy, like a mountain was pressing on him, and he couldn't push it away.

Wen Qing took a deep breath and moved to the side with difficulty.

[System, how long does this item take effect? 】

001: [The time of a color. 】

Wen Qing moved out little by little, caught a glimpse of Song Xuan blocking his way with his arm, he slapped it away fiercely, and continued to ask in his heart: [How long was that? 】