Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Jun Moyan stretched out his hand and approached her, covering her small face with his big warm hands, and slender fingers stuck in her hair.

She stroked her delicate eyebrows, eyes, nose...

He looked at her delicate face with a gentle gaze, as if he wanted to carve this into his heart for a lifetime.

But I don't want to, this face, this person, has already lived in my heart.

Everyone in Wuyuan knew that he liked Wen Xiaoai, only he didn't know.

Being a little guy is just a little guy.

The fingertips slowly dropped from the tip of her small nose to straighten her lips.

Jun Moyan stopped on her lips with some drunken eyes, and couldn't move his eyes again.

Various pictures flashed before my eyes.

There was Wen Xiaoai who was worried about his feet in the company, pouting his mouth for him to bite; one night, Wen Xiaoai held his neck and sucked and sucked his neck as a bottle; when he carried her, she kissed his face; and Two nights ago, she was going to kiss him...

Jun Moyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the expression in Wen Xiaoai's eyes began to become hot.

He moved his fingers slightly, rubbing her full rosy lips with his fingertips, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Breathing and heartbeat also began to become rapid, slowly chaotic rhythm.

I don't know whether it is under the influence of alcohol, or the emotions in the heart are breeding, and **** is at work.

Jun Moyan suddenly approached Wen Xiaoai without the control of his brain, getting closer and closer...His slightly cool thin lips covered her rosy and sweet lips.

When the lips were pressed together, Jun Moyan was stunned.

I don't know what I am doing at all.

It was just the most primitive **** that made him uncontrollably continue.

The soft lips and the faint scent of milk between her lips fascinated him. Jun Moyan moved his lips with a fever, wanting to deepen the kiss.

He bit her lips awkwardly, savoring her sweetness until he became addicted...

He seems to have forgotten that this is a boy, but he is sober, knowing she is.

Jun Mo Yan kissed uncontrollably, got up slightly, pressed her upper body on Wen Xiaoai, and the fingers stuck in her hair followed harder, sinking deeper.

The tip of his tongue traced her lips lightly, and slowly, he was no longer full of what he had, and wanted more.

The tip of the tongue pierced her lips and pressed against her teeth. Just as Jun Moyan wanted to take a step further, Wen Xiaoai, who was sleeping fast, didn't know if it was affected by him, was addicted to milk, or was in a dream. It's delicious.

With a mouth, he directly bit Jun Moyan's lower lip.

boom!

Jun Moyan's brain exploded like a thunder, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Wen Xiaoai bit his lower lip and began to **** up again and again.

She even held Jun Moyan's tongue in her mouth, and even naughty touched Jun Moyan with the tip of his tongue.

Jun Moyan was completely stunned there, stiff and motionless.

As his brain slowly recovered his senses, Jun Moyan's eyes slowly widened, looking at Wen Xiaoai, who was still closed but not honest with his mouth, panic and at a loss.

Jun Moyan and Wen Xiaoai, who finally woke up, let go and sat up.

The things in his mouth suddenly disappeared, and Wen Xiaoai smashed his mouth twice, seemingly still not enough.

"Meow~"

Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiaoai who was still asleep, and his brain crashed directly.

The smell in her mouth and the tingling sensation in her lower lip reminded Jun Moyan of what she had just done.

Jun Moyan's hands clenched into fists instantly, and he grasped the sheets under him tightly. He looked at Wen Xiaoai without blinking, his brain did not return to normal thinking and functioning.