Devil schoolmaster's beloved: honey love 999 times

It was dark.

The dark blue sky is full of stars.

It's not late at night, but the silent environment seems to give people an illusion.

In the living room of the villa, the sleeping girl sits on the carpet with her legs bent, her hands lying on the tea table. She breathes and inhales gently. She is very stable

Hanging on the wall of the clock, the clock silently went to the position of ten o'clock.

"Drop" sound, fingerprint door with a reminder to gently open.

Yan Shengli, who is wearing a sportswear, walks into the porch slowly. As she is preparing to change her shoes, she looks up and sees Wen wanwan sleeping on the coffee table.

In autumn, at this time, the temperature has gradually become lower.

Yan Shengli walks to the tea table with a very slight step. He sees several textbooks on the tea table and eggshells in a small bowl. He can probably think of what her dinner is.

Looking indifferent, Yan Shengli squatted down slowly.

Under the warm yellow light, it reflects a quiet and sleeping face, picturesque eyebrows, fresh and delicate, 17-year-old face, only youthful and pure vitality, not a bit of flattery.

Yan Shengli watched quietly, listening to Wen wanwan's shallow breathing, as if her heartstrings were moving.

In silence, Yan Shengli raised her beautiful right palm uncontrollably, gently and gently fell on Wen wanwan's side face, and gently rubbed her warm finger belly twice.

Fool, go back to your room when you are tired.

Yan Shengli read in her heart, and saw Wen wanwan frowning as if she had a feeling. Her long curly eyelashes fanned, and then she didn't respond. The lovely cherry pink lips also moved two times, and then she continued to sleep.

Seeing Wen wanwan's tiny mouth, Yan Shengli's eyes flashed slightly, and the sexy Adam's apple rolled.

Looking at her in this way, he seemed to be intoxicated by the fragrance of a young girl from her, and his eyes became confused

Yan Shengli lowers her head slowly, and Qingjun's handsome face approaches Wen wanwan inch by inch. Her breath and taste are getting closer and closer

He thought he would be hesitant and stagnant, but Yan Shengli couldn't control his impulse to kiss his pink lips. With the impact of his heart beating, Yan Shengli's pale peach lips finally fell on Wen wanwan's pink lips.

Soft, like marshmallow, with a little sweet taste.

A touch of pink quietly climbs up Yan Shengli's ear. He slowly opens his eyes that he doesn't know when to close. He stares at the small face of apricot powder, which is very close to him. It seems that something gently brushes his heart. Happiness is very subtle.

After a few seconds, Yan Shengli slowly opened her lips, and a light kiss seemed to be like a free floating white cloud gently blowing across the sky, while Wen wanwan was still asleep.

Yan Shengli looks at Wen wanwan with a smile, blooming in the corner of her lips with a gentle smile.

It's just that it's getting late. He can't let her sleep in the living room all night.

Thinking, Yan Shengli stood up and gently held Wen wanwan up. As soon as she was held in her arms, Wen wanwan's head unconsciously leaned against his chest, and his quiet side face was kissing his broad chest.

Yan Shengli's steps upstairs are very slow. Holding Wen wanwan like this, he can't help recalling the night when he first met Wen wanwan. She also fell asleep at his door, and then he carried her into the room