Yange heard the words, looked at Ning Jin sideways.

The two were too close together, their faces almost closed.

Ning Jin felt that she should go further.

Then, a little bit more ...

But dare not.

The body was stiff, and did not dare to move.

It was all she touched, her trembling eyelashes, her red lips, her tender fleshy cheeks ...

His heartbeat was speeding up, his temperature was rising, and he was about to move, but only kept this posture and remained motionless.

Still speaking, he got closer and put his lips on his face.

Her long eyelashes fluttered on his face, as if feathers were running around his face, and the crisp, itchy trembling kept spreading from his face to the bottom of his heart.

Ning Jin dropped her eyes and stared at her face close to her. Her hands moved a few times, trying to catch her waist, but in the end, she did nothing.

Just waiting for her to speak.

Yan Song's lips were affixed to his face for a while, and at the end, he drew closer to his lips and put them on.

She was like a jerky first hand trying to seduce him, but it seemed like nothing, she was clumsy, and everything was wrong. However, her poor movement made him more difficult to restrain.

He lowered his eyes, and the **** in his eyes rolled into a dark mass, his fingers curled up slightly, like a beast who wanted to hunt food, giving the opponent the fastest blow anytime, anywhere.

Yan Ge turned around at this time, and put his hands around his neck: "Ning Jin, if I promise, will you regret it later?"

She stared at his lips, and then hesitantly asked, "What if you regret it later?"

Ning Jin flew up without her fortification. She didn't sit on her knees. She flung him directly onto the bed.

Her body was firmly against him.

The soft body was almost boneless, so covering him, he felt like he was having a hard time breathing.

His throat rolled, he met her inquiring gaze and said softly, "I won't regret it. If you agree, I won't give you a chance to regret it later."

Yange bowed his head and put his head on his chest: "But in case I regret it, your family business will score half of me, aren't you afraid that I will stab you for money then?"

Ning Jin didn't answer, she seemed to think her words were too naive.

After all, people like him and her don't really need much money.

When it came to words, he said, "Can I make a small request?"

Ning Jin: "What?"

"Don't you want to enter the entertainment industry, I want to be your royal heroine."

Ning Jin: "Huh?"

Yange looked up and blinked at him: "I'm your royal heroine, and it's good for you too. I can play cross-dress play with you and I can also play role-play with you. It's just sleeping. "

The lowered voice was soft and soft, like a multitude of haunting smoke, and his soul entered from his mouth and nose into Gou.

Ning Jin stretched out her hand and pressed it on her back. Her stiff hand patted her back gently: "Sleep, give you a night to consider."

Words of Song: ...

She could feel his momentum ready.

But this man, plan to leave it that way?

Or do you want to retreat?

Yan Ge held his waist and looked at him with a narrow smile: "I don't think about it anymore, this contract is good for me. If you are willing, I will definitely be very willing."