Li Shiyao looked at this handsome face, her heart pounding, what is he going to do?
Song Lizhi walked in, caressed Li Shiyao's head lovingly, and said softly: "Good boy, do you want me to carry you to the front?"
I saw that his body was getting closer and closer to mine, and the familiar smell on his body became stronger and stronger.
"Hmm -?" One of his knees was kneeling between Shiyao's slightly open thighs at some point.
His approach immediately made her breathless and her face turned red.
This kind of nervousness about seeing him again made her very angry. It was clearly a question asking for other people's opinions, but when it came out of his mouth, it was very affirmative.
Li Shiyao shook her head, why should he just want to be nice to her and leave her alone when he got tired of it? She didn't want to be sad because of anything, especially him.
She pinched her palm with her fingers, "No, I don't want..."
Intention: Only by facing the past bravely can we face the future with courage.