There is no lower limit for a woman's mouth.

The soft voice of the song murmured, as if there was sugar in the mouth, and the words spoken were soft and sweet.

Holding her arms around, she accidentally touched his lips.

As if sucked, Yan Ge's eyes widened, and he looked at him with some shyness and some confusion, but didn't mean to go any further.

It may be because she just woke up, the corners of her eyes glowed red, and her long eyelashes fluttered in her big eyes, she was extremely ignorant and harmless.

There was still no trace of emotion on his face, the facial features were like sculptures, and there would be no other subtle expressions at all.

Why not move?

Why not move?

Last time, she stuck her tongue out.

...

Yan Ge blinked, blinked again, then opened his mouth and bit his lips slightly.

"Little dumb, I feel like I'm hungry."

With that said, she had rubbed her belly: "I always feel empty in my abdomen, so I want to eat something."

She frowned and looked around, and said to herself, "But there doesn't seem to be anything for me to eat here."

At the end of the story, it was extremely grieving: "I knew this place didn't even have food, and I wouldn't come."

But just after this, he suddenly turned his head around the man's neck, and said with a smile: "I still have to come, and I won't be able to touch the little dumb."

After speaking, I kissed the man's lips again, and quickly retracted his head into the man's arms, always feeling that the pressure on the man was even more terrible.

She's dying!

The sky was white, and the castle not far away, the thick gate opened rumblingly.

As soon as the gate was opened, many people went out one after another.

Yange thinks that her black dress is still low-key, but the white fox fur dress of the man around her will become the object of attention no matter where she stands.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing about a man is to count the feather feathers on the man's head. Right, Yange now names it Bitongtian.

So eyes narrowed as more and more people went out of the city, Yan Ge pulled the man's sleeve, "We are sitting here too proud, you hold me down."

Fearing that the man was too rude, she pulled his sleeve and squeezed his neck tightly with both hands, so as not to fall down halfway

The man hugged her and fluttered to the ground.

Yange took his arm in his favor, stomped his feet on his cheek, and kissed him, "Xiao Bai is so good."

Just treat her a little, and immediately turned the little dumb appellation into a sweet and greasy white.

The man didn't respond, he thought she was going to enter the city, but she formed a spherical cover around with fairy spirit, and then sacrificed a round bed.

She lay back on her own and rolled back and forth a few times, squinting and sighing comfortably, and then waved at him again: "Little white, lie down and rest for a while."

The man looked at this bed, which looked clean, but did not fit his aesthetic at all.

After all, he did not embarrass himself, letting her summon a few times, still standing still.

Yange laughed softly, and didn't continue to summon him to go to bed, but erected Erlang's legs and shook his feet.

Her feet were white and tender, very small. The heads of several small toes were like white pearl grains. He lowered his eyes and retracted his eyes, but the tips of his ears turned red again.