The Queen of Gossip

The moment her lips touched, Luo Xichen could feel the tension of the girl in her arms, her whole body tensed up, and her cold red lips trembled pitifully.

The soft purple-blue light fell on her white and elegant skin, and the color was dark.

An unprecedented feeling of pity rose from his body, and Luo Xichen's movements began to become gentle.Her lips were a little dry.

He stuck out his tongue and began to paint her dreamy lips, turning dryness into moistness, and moistness into tenderness.Religiously trace over and over again.

Su Wanqing's glazed black pupils were half-open, she and him were like smoke on the mast of a ship, she surrounded him, he dominated her and accompanied her.

Obliquely ahead of the corner, there is a window through the gentle trees in the dark night.

Su Wanqing saw the painting on the window, a four-winged angel tied to a huge cross, her expression was holy and sad, and the golden light was shining above her head, and she was being judged by God.

Prophecy in the dark, original sin.

At the same time, Luo Xichen's slightly opened lips filled Su Wanqing's slightly opened mouth, and his aggressive tongue full of masculinity penetrated into her lips, swiping lightly at her shell-like teeth.

He's patient, over and over and over and over again.Until the shell teeth are pried open, drive straight in.

A monstrous, dreamlike expression, half pleasure, half pain, appeared on the two childish faces.

Luo Xichen's soft tongue swept every inch of the nectar's mouth, she was so fragrant and sweet, like a mimosa with soft leaves, it would tremble when touched.

The hazy starlight, the dark voice, the ignorant feelings, the clear nectar, the sweet tenderness, and the flame of love slowly ignited in the heart all grow silently in the young man's body. This girl named Su Wanqing has made her He was haunted.

"Put your tongue in a little..." Luo Xichen was fascinated by the kiss, and at the same time guided her carefully with a magnetic voice like a magic spell, "Dear, move your tongue..."

Su Wanqing seemed to have fallen into an eternal dream of a romantic affair, she lost her self-consciousness, and she sank.The glazed black eyes like a fairy tale swayed with a hazy water light. She wrapped her hands around the boy's waist, her small hands grabbed his shirt, and her head was at a [-]-degree angle, like the most holy pilgrim, accepting the magical power. Rain.

It turned out that this is the taste of the first kiss.

The boy who kissed her had a maddening elegance and an elusive mystery, which instantly grabbed her whole heart.

When Su Wanqing completely turned back from the dream-like charm, her slightly opened lips were already empty, the young man named Luo Xichen had disappeared, and the platinum blue diamond cross pendant was still tight. Hold tightly in his hand.

he's gone.Leave no trace.

The scenes of the first kiss reverberated in my mind, like fragments of clips full of sparkling colors, scattered in chaos.

Su Wanqing grasped the boy's platinum blue diamond cross pendant as if possessed, trotted all the way from the dimly lit corner to the gleaming tempered glass guardrail on the third floor, leaned out and looked towards the hall on the second floor——

The black-clothed security guards who were all over the place have all been evacuated, the riots have completely ended, and Luo Xichen and Luo Mingxuan have also disappeared.

A new singer came to the stage to sing, and the hall on the second floor resumed the old flute.A gentleman who is looking for joy and flirting, a nightclub girl who winks like silk, a deal that is willing to fight and suffer, a scene of fast food love.

-------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- ------------ The moment her lips touched, Luo Xichen could feel the tension of the girl in her arms, her whole body tensed up, and her cold red lips trembled pitifully.

The soft purple-blue light fell on her white and elegant skin, and the color was dark.

An unprecedented feeling of pity rose from his body, and Luo Xichen's movements began to become gentle.Her lips were a little dry.

He stuck out his tongue and began to paint her dreamy lips, turning dryness into moistness, and moistness into tenderness.Religiously trace over and over again.

Su Wanqing's glazed black pupils were half-open, she and him were like smoke on the mast of a ship, she surrounded him, he dominated her and accompanied her.

Obliquely ahead of the corner, there is a window through the gentle trees in the dark night.

Su Wanqing saw the painting on the window, a four-winged angel tied to a huge cross, her expression was holy and sad, and the golden light was shining above her head, and she was being judged by God.

Prophecy in the dark, original sin.

At the same time, Luo Xichen's slightly opened lips filled Su Wanqing's slightly opened mouth, and his aggressive tongue full of masculinity penetrated into her lips, swiping lightly at her shell-like teeth.

He's patient, over and over and over and over again.Until the shell teeth are pried open, drive straight in.

A monstrous, dreamlike expression, half pleasure, half pain, appeared on the two childish faces.

Luo Xichen's soft tongue swept every inch of the nectar's mouth, she was so fragrant and sweet, like a mimosa with soft leaves, it would tremble when touched.

The hazy starlight, the dark voice, the ignorant feelings, the clear nectar, the sweet tenderness, and the flame of love slowly ignited in the heart all grow silently in the young man's body. This girl named Su Wanqing has made her He was haunted.

"Put your tongue in a little..." Luo Xichen was fascinated by the kiss, and at the same time guided her carefully with a magnetic voice like a magic spell, "Dear, move your tongue..."

Su Wanqing seemed to have fallen into an eternal dream of a romantic affair, she lost her self-consciousness, and she sank.The glazed black eyes like a fairy tale swayed with a hazy water light. She wrapped her hands around the boy's waist, her small hands grabbed his shirt, and her head was at a [-]-degree angle, like the most holy pilgrim, accepting the magical power. Rain.

It turned out that this is the taste of the first kiss.

The boy who kissed her had a maddening elegance and an elusive mystery, which instantly grabbed her whole heart.

When Su Wanqing completely turned back from the dream-like charm, her slightly opened lips were already empty, the young man named Luo Xichen had disappeared, and the platinum blue diamond cross pendant was still tight. Hold tightly in his hand.

he's gone.Leave no trace.

The scenes of the first kiss reverberated in my mind, like fragments of clips full of sparkling colors, scattered in chaos.

Su Wanqing grasped the boy's platinum blue diamond cross pendant as if possessed, trotted all the way from the dimly lit corner to the gleaming tempered glass guardrail on the third floor, leaned out and looked towards the hall on the second floor——

The black-clothed security guards who were all over the place have all been evacuated, the riots have completely ended, and Luo Xichen and Luo Mingxuan have also disappeared.

A new singer came to the stage to sing, and the hall on the second floor resumed the old flute.A gentleman who is looking for joy and flirting, a nightclub girl who winks like silk, a deal that is willing to fight and suffer, a scene of fast food love.

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