"It's over, why is your heart beating so fast... Bu Nannan, you must hold on! Don't be seduced by sex!"
Bu Nannan closed her eyes tightly and vaguely felt the man's outstretched palm attacking her face, "Are you going to do the legendary face-touching killing? Oh, go ahead! Let the storm come... Be more violent!"
The man gently pinched the dandelion buds that fell on the girl's hair, and raised the corners of his mouth.
Lin Junyi: "It's still comfortable."
"Comfortable, comfortable... No... No..." Bu Nannan shook her head wildly, pressed her palms on the sofa, raised her arms, and kicked her left leg on the front toes to stand up, but her shoes slipped and her body pressed against the man's strong muscles again.
What made her collapse was that her red lips pressed against the man's cold lips.
Bu Nannan raised her head in panic. Suddenly, her noses connected, and the faint scent of vanilla sneaked into her nasal cavity with the air. Suddenly, Bu Nannan's stiff body immediately became soft and numb.
