Poor little in the Shura field

How could Xue Yu know this.

He had a pitiful red face, his shoulders were slightly arched, his mouth was hit too hard by the man, he couldn't stop coughing, coughed for two or three seconds, and with a pure and bullying look, he opened his mouth unsteadily. : "Teach you? Didn't you look down on me before, what's wrong now?"

Song Rongxun also felt uncomfortable, the little widow's lips seemed to be baited, they were too soft, and he was not satisfied with such a simple touch.

Moreover, the little widow has experienced many personnel incidents on the surface, but his body is very delicate, he doesn't seem to have been loved by him. After being kissed by him for a short time, he became soft and dazed. Without him supporting him in front, he would be soft. to the ground.

No wonder she can seduce so many wild men with that pretty look that is powerless to be hugged by others.

His eyes touched Xue Yu's water-stained bright red lips, his throat moved and he swallowed the sweet water, and explained in a hoarse voice: "...I didn't look down on you."

Seeing the man staring at him, Xue Yu looked calm on the surface, but actually shrank back a little timidly. It wasn't until her delicate red shoulders touched the door that she got a little more courage, opened her swollen lips, and said in a sarcastic tone: "You The performance is not what it says."

"How many times have you run away, really thinking that you are a piece of fat that everyone grabs? Or, do you think I will cling to you for the rest of my life?"

"And I couldn't figure it out, so I ignored you and posted it again. Do you like this one?"

Song Rongxun frowned lightly.

He's not good at dealing with such a mean Pei Xueyu who doesn't have a good face, if he can, he even wants the little widow to be silent again.

But it didn't work, and he didn't dare to kiss again, for fear of causing more bored expressions, he folded his fingers hanging lightly on both sides, and Song Weixun said in a hoarse voice, "Have you found a new target?"

Xue Yu slowly evened out his shortness of breath, wiped off the wet corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and then wiped his eyelashes, just now Song Yuxun got too inside, which made him very uncomfortable, and the mist from his eyes soaked his eyelashes Feather.

After wiping, he turned his indifferent little face: "What are you worrying about?"

No negation, but no affirmation either.

Song Rongxun tightened his ten fingers together again. In the past, it was absolutely impossible for him to think that one day, in order to touch the little widow, he would say such words: "If I don't find a new one, do I still have a chance?"

The rain was pouring outside, and the man's unpredictable voice was hidden in the sound of the water.

He didn't look at the little widow's expression.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Suddenly a pair of hands appeared in front of my eyes, the fingers were thin and white, they had never done rough work, like white jade.

That hand caressed the buttons on his skirt and flipped them casually.

Song Rongxun was slightly startled, and when he raised his head, he saw Xueyu's delicate and white face, which was as gorgeous as the luxurious flower branches, and he said: "I'm still very interested in you, but I don't like to be hurt, and I don't like to teach others. , When you learn it by yourself and promise not to hurt me, come to me again, huh?"

The slightly swollen lips that he kissed, the lip line was blurred by powder.

Breathing out the fragrance, he is proposing the next invitation to him.

But there is a threshold.

The threshold is very simple, don't let him hurt.

The spine in Song Zhixun's pale skin seemed unable to be controlled by him, it was just so stiff, without any visible shaking.

……

Xue Yu ran away.

After leaving Song Rongxun's house, he leaned on the wall with weak legs and gasped for several breaths, his mouth was red, and his heart was pounding.

He was really afraid that Song Rongxun would not let him go.

But at present, Song Rongxun is still very gentleman.

...But what kind of bad kissing skills are that.

Worse than Fu Yang.

Xue Yu has a big heart, so she was caught and kissed without knowing how serious it was at night, and it was forgotten when she woke up the next day.

The threshold he raised seems to be very difficult for men. Xueyu didn't see Song Weixun for several days. I don't know if he gave up or was busy showing his father the store, but no matter what it was, Xueyu You can take advantage of this time to relax and raise your mouth.

It didn't rain anymore and the weather cleared up.

Xue Yu came out of the old house and was about to go to the river to enjoy the cool air, when a long and tall figure suddenly fell in front of her, looking up along the thin finger bones, it was the calm and quiet face of Song Rongxun.

After all, it has been several days since I saw each other, Xue Yu lightly raised her eyebrows, and called out politely: "Song Rong..."

Before the name was finished, he was lifted up by the waist, and Song Rongxun pinched his fingers, sucked his lower lip, and nibbled lightly or hard.

Xue Yu groaned, his eyelashes were instantly wet, he struggled like a cub twice, and was sucked away by the man, and he collapsed in front of the man's chest.

So suddenly, kissing him in broad daylight where people come at any time, Xueyu was frightened softly, the corners of his eyes quickly climbed to Meihong, humming weakly, thinking, as soon as Song Yuxun let go of him, He scolded.

But within seconds, he was delirious from being kissed.

The little widow was so weak that any man could bully him and bring him home.

Song Rongxun's strong arms supported him firmly, sucking Xue Yu so that he almost trembled, and then let go of his lips, lowered his eyelids slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have learned, just men and men... no It hurts you, can you let me try?"