I, the Prince of Qin

　　Lin Shi blushed even more, twisted his body, like a newly hatched worm, struggling to kiss Mo Zhe's forehead.

　　I wanted to go further down, but there was too much movement and Tiamat would wake up.

　　Just secretly kissed the forehead, and felt like my heart was about to jump out of my throat.

　　One more kiss, it should be fine, right?

　　They are all boyfriend and girlfriend.

　　Lin Shi persuaded himself, and then wetly printed a mouthful of it.

　　There is no lipstick, only a faint lip print, like the bright wind under the moonlight, looming.

　　His heart beat even bigger, his chest felt like a stone was blocked, his breathing became hot, and Lin Shi twisted his thighs.

　　This is just a kiss on the forehead twice! ?

　　Lin Shi felt that his face was about to burn.

　　When I used to be tempted to die, why wasn't I so embarrassed! ?

　　Once again, I really realized that the two are now boyfriends and girlfriends who have confessed to each other.

　　In terms of relationship, it is no longer the same as before.

　　Even if you want to go further, it is already a matter of course.

　　Lin Shi twisted again, adjusted the position of his mouth, and aligned it with Mo Zhe's lips.

　　Calculate the distance, angle, neck length, and the size of the movement in your heart, try, be careful, and get closer.

　　Suddenly, Mo Zhe opened his eyes.

　　The two stared wide-eyed.

　　Only the purring of little Tiamat melted into the night.

　　Lin Shi's face was about to explode.

　　- Hey, you didn't fall asleep, did you?

　　Winking, not daring to make a sound, only expressions instead of language.

　　Mo Zhe also squeezed his eyebrows: Yes.

　　Lin Shi crooked the corners of his eyes: Just now... was he actually awake?

　　Mo Zhe blinked: Well, awake.

　　Lin Shi rolled his eyes: So we can still communicate like this?Sure enough, they grew up together since they were young, and they have a good heart?

　　Mo Zhe made a speechless expression: Did the communication really succeed, or was he just imagining it in his mind?

　　The two looked at each other, tacitly keeping silent.

　　Eyes converge.

　　Lin Shi lowered his head, and Mo Zhe raised his head appropriately.

　　Lips and lips finally met.

　　Sweet and soft.

　　Each other's hot breath, blending and entanglement.

　　But dare not move too much.

　　The little girl in the middle twisted, and the two separated like an electric shock. After a while, their eyes were full of smiles. They kept their posture and kissed each other gently.

　　There is a feeling of stealing, especially passionate.

　　But he didn't dare to make a move.

　　Only breathing gradually increased.

　　Lin Shi's eyes were like water, but Mo Zhe felt that his whole body was on fire.

　　The moonlight shines in front of him, the profile of his childhood sweetheart lying on the pillow.Familiar people, unfamiliar impulses.

　　Mo Zhe looked down and saw Lin Shi was holding little Tiamat, where the young girl's head was resting.

　　That extremely soft, under the light and almost transparent clothes, was squeezed into the sky, and the majestic mountains were bottomless.

　　Lin Shi also noticed Mo Zhe's sight, and the fire in his heart was about to burn his entire body, but he still blinked, reminding Mo Zhe of the existence of little Tiamat.

　　Mo Zhe could only withdraw his impulse, but the energy accumulated in his heart, the more suppressed, the stronger.

　　Lin Shi looked at his tangled face and smiled.

　　The second stage, success.

Chapter 167 Chapter [-]

　　Mo Zhe experienced in advance the feeling of having a parent whose child is a light bulb.

　　In the name of taking care of little Tiamat, Lin Shi often dangled around, and became more and more daring.

　　Her mind is very clear, and there is no sense of disobedience to change her name to Sima Zhao.

　　However, the two are official boyfriends and girlfriends, and it is not incomprehensible that they have various ideas.

　　In fact, it's not just Lin Shi, Mo Zhe is also a little uneasy these days.

　　But there was little Tiamatka in the middle, for fear of making a noise, he didn't dare to go too far.

　　"Do you remember anything?" Mo Zhe asked helplessly again, looking at the little girl who was still clinging to himself, leaving a little bit and was about to die.

　　Little Tiamat tilted his head and thought hard for a while, what "aaa" wanted to express, but found that the meaning was too complicated, and it could not be explained with the human whose vocal cords were too single.

　　He frowned and thought for a while, took out a piece of paper, held a pen with his small fist, and wrote on it:

　　"aaaa, a, aa, aaa."

　　"What is this, Morse code?"

　　Little Tiamat crossed it out in anger, then squeezed his head to think, and finally wrote in crooked handwriting: "Super position, yingzheng, kaoyan, dangerous..."

　　Well, Tiamat has also learned Pinyin, who taught her before?

　　Little Tiamat held up the piece of paper and shook it with a hula hula, constantly emphasizing that there was a test here.

　　Mo Zhe actually recognized some phrases carefully.

　　Super position, Ying Zheng, postgraduate entrance examination, not, test, danger.

　　It should be such a content.

　　Turning to look at Little Tiamat, he asked again, "Where did you come from?"

　　Little Tiamat said with a brush: "Da Qin, the harem."

　　Mo Zhe held his forehead: "I haven't seen you in the harem, think again."

　　Little Tiamat quit, brushing: "Mo Zhe, have a baby, have a baby!"

　　Holding the word with the spell "have a child" written all over it, the little girl tried her best to jump up and down in front of Mo Zhe to show her presence.

　　After a while, seeing Mo Zhe ignoring himself, he made a watermelon belly again, stretched out his fingers and emphasized again: "Have a baby!"

　　Mo Zhe touched the head of the little girl who only reached his knees.

　　Little Tiamat bit his finger in anger.

　　It doesn't hurt to bite the little baby teeth, it's itchy.

　　After tossing for a whole day, I got some gains on Tiamat's visit, and it was not small.

　　She grew up faster than she thought, but her memory and cognition in all aspects are still a little vague. I believe that she will be able to recall it completely in a short time.

　　At night, Mo Zhe looked at Lin Shi, who once again ran over with Tiamat as an excuse.

　　The two looked at each other tacitly.

　　Bedroom, lights out.

　　Little Tiamat opened his bony eyes.

　　Rao is a little girl who hasn't developed very much, and also begins to feel that something is wrong.

　　But Naihe couldn't resist the instinct of a child, and fell asleep on Lin Shi's soft chest.

　　Lin Shi listened carefully to little Tiamat's snoring and confirmed that she was asleep.

　　The two of them immediately kissed each other very skillfully near her small head.

　　First there was a little bit of water, and then there was a gust of wind and rain.

　　The big bed swayed gently, and little Tiamat seemed to be sleeping in a cradle, blowing bubbles comfortably.

　　"No, you have to be gentle." Lin Shi reminded Mo Zhe in a very low voice.

　　The sound was too soft, like blowing slowly at the base of the ear, hot and wet, and the delicate breath made it ticklish uncomfortably.

　　Using his assassination technique, Mo Zhe silently wrapped his arms around Lin Shi's neck and completely blocked her lips.

　　Lin Shi was trembling all over, trying desperately not to move or make strange noises. For a long time, he almost rolled his eyes before being let go.

　　The whole expression is a mess, obviously nothing has been done, it is already dark.

　　Lin Shi looked at Mo Zhe's eyes blankly in the dark, with no strength to soft on the pillow, her hair was a little messy.

　　With his bright eyes, he almost seemed to be swallowing himself.

　　Even if it was a situation that was created by myself, I have to say that I was a little scared.

　　Mo Zhe couldn't do anything either. Boys had more pure physical impulses than girls.

　　In addition, in the past few days, for several nights in a row, I can see, touch, and eat, and I have to be careful to suppress myself, not to make a sound, not to make a big movement.

　　In front of him is such a soft and tender girlfriend, with an explosive body, deep feelings, and justifiable girlfriend, who can endure it! ?

　　Little Tiamat in the middle rolled over irregularly.

　　Mo Zhe looked at the small oil bottle lying between the two of them speechlessly.