Pop.

The crisp slap sounded. Lin Mo didn't avoid it and slapped her in the face.

Lu Lu's fingers are trembling.

Lin Mo had no expression. She had hit him in the face before. The girl's strength was so little. He didn't feel pain, but gave birth to a bit of beauty.

How many men can get slapped by her?

Lin Mo turned the biased Jun face and stared at her.

His eyes flickered, adding to the danger, but Lu Zhen didn't regret that he was such an asshole.

"Did you hurt your hand?" he said suddenly.

He asked her if her hand hurt?

Although Lu zhe didn't regret beating him, she thought he would be very angry. Unexpectedly, he wasn't angry. She also asked her if she hurt her hand.

At this time, Lin Mo held her little hand. She had red her little hand.

What a fucking pity.

Lin Mo lowered his head, and his thin cold lips fell on her little hands.

He kissed her hand, first on the palm, then on her white fingers, one after another.

Lu Yujie trembled and fluttered his wings like a butterfly. He... What is he doing?

He kissed her finger!

His lips were cool and his kiss was hot. Lu Lu felt his little hand burned.

She withdrew her little hand in an instant.

Lin Mo looked up at her, "don't let me kiss?"

Lu Lu conditionally hid his two small hands behind him, "Lin Mo, are you a pervert!"

Lin Mo's eyes moved down from her big watery eyes, and finally fell on her red lips. The raised throat rolled. He said, "shall I kiss somewhere else?"

What does he want?

Lu zhe stepped back and wanted to escape, but she forgot that she was close to the wall. At this time, the sight was dark. Qingjunba's young man suddenly lowered his waist, held her small face in his two big hands, shuttled her slender fingertips through the beautiful hair on her cheek and kissed her red lips directly.

He kissed her.

When.

Lu Yu's head crashed in an instant and suddenly forgot to think.

He

A few seconds later, Lu Zhen reacted, put his two small hands on his chest and began to push and hammer, "let go... Lin Mo..."

She resisted fiercely. Lin Mo always thought she was tender and soft. Even slapping him in the face was like flirting, but this time she resisted fiercely, and the whole person fluttered in his arms.

Soon, he felt a pain in his neck. It turned out that her nails had scratched a blood mark in his neck.

Just a kiss, that's it, if... If later

Lin Mo's throat was like a rolling charcoal. It was undeniable that the pain in his neck stimulated him and made his blood surge.

At this moment, he thought a lot, a lot of dark pictures.

At this time, something wet flowed into his mouth, and Lu Lu cried.

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