He stuck out his tongue, gently licked the left eyelid, then put the eyelashes into his mouth and sucked twice. When Ouyang Yu was embarrassed, scared and annoyed by his kiss, he let go of her and looked at his masterpiece with bright eyes: the red and swollen mouth and moist eyes. He murmured and sighed: "Yu, everything about you is beautiful. It makes me want to savor every part of it carefully. But as soon as I touch you, I can't restrain my desire. Why is this?"
He caressed her little face, pressed a kiss on her forehead, and murmured: "Why am I only interested in entering her when facing other women? When facing Yu, even your fingers feel so delicious to me? I can't wait to hold them in my mouth? Is this the difference between a witch and an ordinary woman?"
Ouyang Yu's face turned red when she heard this. She lowered her head and looked at the green grass on the ground, swallowed to soothe her lips.
Talking and talking...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
