"The end of the year!" Sibling love! Favorite of the year!
"Beautiful and cool sister x years of affectionate little wolf dog"
"The heroine's second marriage x double cleansing"
Situ's hands gently touched her waist, stroking back and forth.
He likes her, likes her very much.
So he had no self-control over her at all, especially in this dim light situation where she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms.
He tried his best to restrain himself, but the more he tried to control himself and not think about that, the more uncontrollably his mind recalled that night when the gun almost went off.
His thoughts began to become chaotic, his heart beat uncontrollably, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
He gently pushed her away with his hand, pinched her chin with one hand, made her look up at him, and then said very seriously: Sister, I want to kiss you.
It was a question, and it was just a question. Without waiting for Yang Yi's reply, he kissed her eagerly, leaving no buffer time for her.
His slightly cool lips held her delicate lips, tracing them carefully and exploring them bit by bit. The lips and teeth intertwined, the tip of the tongue slid in lightly, and his mouth was filled with his refreshing taste.
The kiss was gentle and passionate. Yang Yi passively endured it. Her rationality began to drift further and further away. She was so kissed by him that she no longer had the ability to think.
