Chapter 158 (2/2)

Here comes again This kind of posture of the dog

There was a big drop of sweat on the peach's head. He sighed and had to walk up to him.

But she did not stand firm, he was slightly forced into the arms of the dust, his warm breath in the ear, with a strong temptation and bewitchment, whispered: ”kiss me.”

Peach's small face ”Shua” on the red, at the moment she is sitting on the dusty legs, he tightly hugged in his arms, his forehead and her against each other, two people are only three or four centimeters apart, his pair of dark deep eyes tightly staring at himself, as if there is a strange attraction in the eyes, let her some lost, the warmth between his breath The breath sprayed on her cheek, this, this It's all in this position. What's the difference between the two

”Well...?” Shen Mo Chen looked at peach's hesitant expression and snorted softly from his breath.

Ah Who let curiosity kill the cat

Peach was cruel and cruel. Finally, he put his red lips together with his hands, holding the dark cheeks in both hands. His lips were soft and soft. At the moment when the peach approached, he drew a satisfied arc.

But the soft lips of peach just kept rubbing on his lips. His big black and white eyes looked at the expression of the dust in front of him without blinking Why does he look a little unhappy again?

Is it wrong to kiss yourself?

Peach thought for a while, and finally gave up the method of constantly gnawing ink dust with her teeth. She stretched out her moist and tender little tongue and gently licked it on his lip.