I Will Always Love You

This kiss lasted for a long time, until the little rabbit felt that he was breathing hard and almost out of breath, then Cheng Zhiyan gasped and released her.

"Brother Orange Juice...you..." The little rabbit called to him weakly, and as soon as his voice was uttered, there was a trace of indescribable charm.

Then, she saw Cheng Zhiyan's already thick ink-like eyes, and a strange light flashed in an instant.

"I..." When she was about to continue to say something, Cheng Zhiyan was already buried in her neck, with her tender lips falling on her tender skin, earnestly and persistently leaving one after another exclusive to him. mark.

"Hmm..." The words that Little Rabbit hadn't had time to say, instantly turned into a low sigh, and escaped from her mouth.

That shallow sound, like a small hand, instantly struck Cheng Zhiyan's heartstrings.

He turned around, leaned against the side of the sink, picked up the bunny in both hands, and hugged her tightly in his arms. Such a height just made the softness on her chest fall. In front of his eyes.

Cheng Zhiyan's eyes were deep, and the tip of his tongue was sticking out to the little rabbit's exclamation.

The sweet smell of toffee on her surrounded him, and the sight in front of him almost made him crazy.

"Um...Brother Orange Juice..." The little rabbit's voice sounded crisp and soft, and with a trace of strength without resistance, he whispered softly.

"Yeah." Cheng Zhiyan's voice contained a trace of depression, and he responded in a low voice.

"Brother Orange Juice..." Little Rabbit didn't know why she kept calling his name, her arms were wrapped around Cheng Zhiyan's neck, and she subconsciously held him tightly.

"Hmm..." Cheng Zhiyan still responded in a low voice.

The temperature in the entire bathroom is slowly rising.

Little Rabbit only felt that there was an unfamiliar feeling running around in her body, and that feeling made her almost instinctively post her body toward Cheng Zhiyan.

Cheng Zhiyan's slender fingers ran lightly across her smooth back, while his warm lips-tongue kept leaving traces of bruises on her chest.

This kind of stimulus was too strong for Little Rabbit. She only felt that all her strength was emptied at once, and she was leaning softly on Cheng Zhiyan.

Probably this posture was too ambiguous, and just when the only trace of reason in Cheng Zhiyan's mind was about to collapse, the rabbit's leg inadvertently touched the cold marble of the sink.

"His—" A tingling pain from the wound on the knee made the little rabbit take a breath.

Cheng Zhiyan came back to his senses at once, looking at the blushing cheeks of the little rabbit with deep eyes, and his voice was low and depressed: "What's the matter, have you hit a wound?"

"Hmm..." Little Rabbit nodded hard.

"..." Cheng Zhiyan looked at her silently, held her in silence for a long time, and finally slowly put her on the ground, then took her hand to the bathroom door, opened the door, pushed her out again, Close the door again.

"Brother Orange Juice!?" Little Rabbit looked at the closed door in front of him with some surprise.

"Go out, I want to take a bath."