Rose of Heaven

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Lin Jingmo just touched him lightly with her lips.
She couldn't tell where the impulse came from when she leaned over, maybe because of Zhou Yanzheng's shy and dodging eyes, or because of his intermittent and difficult words, and the blush on his  cheeks.
Maybe it was all of them, these such concrete inducements hit her perfectly and accurately.
This was an immature and pure kiss, but Zhou Yanzheng's dry and warm lips, and the vast breath that was gushing with heat, made Lin Jingmo's whole body tremble slightly.
She opened her eyes and fell into a black vortex. After Zhou Yanzheng was stunned at first, clusters of fire suddenly ignited in his eyes.
When the fire burned over, Lin Jingmo began to panic. She stepped back, but was blocked by a pair of hands. Zhou Yanzheng's eyes changed again, like a volcano that woke up and accumulated power after sleeping for thousands of years, full of aggression.
Lin Jingmo almost trembled when he looked at her, and tiny particles appeared on her sensitive skin. Her legs had straddled him without knowing when, and the muscles under her buttocks were hard and hot.
Teacher Zhou was completely different from usual...
Lin Jingmo was immersed in the contradictory trembling, and her bones and legs were weak, and her waist was tightened by him.
"Teacher Zhou... oooo..."
She murmured, and the tail sound was swallowed.
Compared with her gentle kiss just now, his kiss was fierce and strong, but because he didn't know how to do it, Zhou Yanzheng could only hold her lips and gnaw and grind them, like a child who got a piece of candy but didn't know how to eat it, impatient and eager to the point of being rude, even so, Lin Jingmo still fell into unspeakable sweetness.
She took the initiative to open her mouth and accept the tongue licking at the corner of her lips. When the thick tongue entered Lin Jingmo's small mouth, both of them were shocked.
He was so hot.
With a temperature higher than that of ordinary people, Lin Jingmo melted thoroughly enough.
Zhou Yanzheng was an active and smart beginner. He quickly learned it without a teacher. He didn't need any skills. He just had to follow the primitive love and desire in his blood and worship every inch of her.
This was a wonderful unknown territory, and Zhou Yanzheng's cells were boiling with exploration.
She was so sweet.
It was so soft.
The waist in his palm was just like a new bud breaking through the soil in early spring.
Lin Jingmo was dazzled by his kiss, panting until the chestnut's cry suddenly sounded, and the two separated their entangled heads.
Between the two lips, a thin silver thread was pulled out and fell on the corner of Lin Jingmo's wet lips.
At this time, Lin Jingmo's face was redder than Zhou Yanzheng's.
She kept panting, and her towering chest also rose and fell.
His breathing was dull, like a suppressed beast, but his expression was a little stiff and strange. He moved his hands down, lifted Lin Jingmo's thighs, and pushed her a few inches towards his knees.
Something hard rubbed her thighs, and Lin Jingmo realized what he was doing. A bitter and sweet feeling surged in her heart, and she wanted to laugh and cry.
She pushed Zhou Yanzheng's hand away, put it on her waist, and exerted force on her ankles, sitting back on Zhou Yanzheng's lower abdomen. She
even pressed down maliciously.
Zhou Yanzheng's eyes were frighteningly dark. He groaned in a monosyllable, his throat sliding, his open neckline, his angular collarbone, and he was extremely sexy. Lin Jingmo reached out to touch him, her fingertips stirred up an electric current, and she heard her trembling voice as if swearing: "Teacher Zhou... I want you."
Zhou Yanzheng didn't say anything. He seemed to have completely forgotten what it was to speak. His mind was occupied by incredible storms and waves, and only the last gift from the girl in his arms remained.
He picked Lin Jingmo up, walked steadily to the bedside and let go. When he was about to welcome her grace, he suddenly said, "Wait a minute."
Lin Jingmo watched him turn around and pull away Ban Li who had followed him. That action was really a bit unfair to it. Ban Li showed her a sad and puzzled look, and Lin Jingmo laughed, and was still laughing until Zhou Yanzheng closed the door and came back.
Suppressing the surging tide of emotions, Lin Jingmo reached out to Zhou Yanzheng, and he lifted it up, and the two rolled on the bed, breathing each other. Lin Jingmo asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Why is it called Chestnut?"
Zhou Yanzheng looked at the girl wrapped under him, with lively and charming eyebrows, and tried to find reason: "Because... it likes to eat chestnuts."
Lin Jingmo stroked Zhou Yanzheng's face, and took a closer look. There was a very small mole on his temple. She stroked around the mole and sighed: "I envy the puppy. You can express your love directly with the name. If I call it Teacher Zhou, people will definitely think I'm weird."
Zhou Yanzheng was seized by a strong surprise, and his eyes burst into disbelief.
After expressing her feelings in disguise, Lin Jingmo shyly buried her head in Zhou Yanzheng's neck. She didn't dare to look at Zhou Yanzheng's expression, let alone his eyes.
"Lin Jingmo." The trembling breath sprayed on her ears.
Lin Jingmo kissed Zhou Yanzheng's collarbone: "Teacher Zhou, I have a nickname in my hometown, Miaomiao."
Gu Ci'en also has a nickname, Miaomiao.
Miaomiao will eventually grow into a towering tree.
"Miaomiao."