Worried that Su Jiao is unwilling to do the task, after all, she is still stalemate. +++Mobile phone reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net

The matchmaker system actually put the control panel out, and smoked on it-all kinds of small snacks, which made people drool at first glance, even Guandong cooking, fried skewers?

The fried skewer of outer coke and tender sprinkle with her favorite chili powder, black pepper, salt and pepper and other ingredients, so Su Jiao Jiao glanced at it, and her eyes condensed on it.

What a wonderful system this is!

However, Su Jiao Jiao was really honestly tempted at this time, even if it was just a flat picture, no entity, she felt in a trance that she smelled the familiar, spicy, spicy, tempting, Rich fragrance!

Su Jiao swallowed and swallowed, looking at the young man reading a book next to the kerosene lamp. The heat rose up on the face, but his mouth was unable to speak again.

It was awkward, but the temptation to complete the task made her unable to give up like this.

Song Qinghan read the book for a while and noticed that it was wrong. When she turned around, she saw Su Jiao somehow. (Body Shen) was in a slight shudder. When she looked closely, her face and ears were reddening, which was very strange.

This room is not too big. The desk is next to the wall and the window is above, but it is actually one meter away from the bed. Su Jiao stood in the middle of the bed and the table, and Song Qinghan could get back as soon as he turned around, so he directly Reach out and pull the person over.

Su Jiao, who was worried about things, subconsciously followed his strength and waited for the return of God. He was trapped between the table and him.

Song Qinghan was clearly sitting, but his momentum was already coming out. She squeezed her hand in one hand and propped on the other side of the table. Looking up at her with her head up, she naturally asked: "What are you thinking?"

Su Jiao Jiao was extremely unnatural because of this posture, leaning back slightly, touching the pages of the book that had been opened, and itching a little, and standing upright (shen) body, quickly shook his head: "No..."

"Liar!" Song Qinghan's lips * petals spit out these two words, slowly stood up, and directly suppressed her with her body.

Too close, the heat of each other's body seems to have passed over, Su Jiao Jiao leaned back again, avoiding the approaching face, the water eyes blinked twice, and the voice trembled slightly: "That... yes Something happened..."

Song Qinghan was satisfied with this (gougou) lip, patting her head intimately with her big hands, slightly away, and posing with a deaf ear: "Speak."

Say... good night (kiss wen)?

Really embarrassed to speak!

Su Jiao Jiao bit his lower lip tightly, and the palms hanging on both sides were already covered with sweat. The weather in June, in this environment, I don’t know how many times better than it was 40 years ago. It was very hot, and there was even some coolness in the evening, but behind her forehead was all sweat.

Song Qinghan felt her nervousness, and was even more puzzled. She glanced a little, and saw that the small nose was covered with fine * dense sweat beads, the lips * petals were bitten and whitish, and her breathing was much shorter. A hint of fragrance began to appear?

Song Qinghan sniffed without trace, and confirmed that it was right. It was the body fragrance of her body, and she felt that her throat was slightly tight, and she lowered her voice and ridiculed: "Don't you say? So difficult?"

Matchmaker System: [Say! talk! Don't hesitate! 】