Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Wen Xiaoai, who had not reacted to Jun Moyan's initiative to press down, was even more stunned when he heard Jun Moyan's words.

I didn't expect that one day Jun Moyan, who usually has to choose his life even with a smile, would actually say such naughty things.

Not only Wen Xiaoai stayed, but Jun Moyan stayed too.

Looking at Wen Xiaoai who was completely stupid under him, Jun Moyan's brain crashed for a few seconds.

What are you doing?

What did you just say?

Jun Moyan's face was very unnatural. After reacting, he was a little flustered and prepared to get off Wen Xiaoai. Who knew that Wen Xiaoai suddenly put his arms around his neck, and was very excited to move one of his small faces to his. On the lips, I am very happy and generously said:

"Bite you."

In order to prevent Jun Moyan from escaping, Wen Xiaoai also directly hooked his waist with two thin legs.

"Bite you here too."

Wen Xiaoai said, without waiting for Jun Moyan's reaction, he changed his face and moved to Jun Moyan's lips.

"Bite your mouth too."

Wen Xiaoai said, putting his lips directly on Jun Moyan's.

Jun Moyan squeezed his hands on both sides of her shoulders, grasping the sheets under her.

Seeing that Jun Moyan didn't respond for a long time and didn't bite at all, Wen Xiaoai couldn't help asking:

"Don't you bite?"

Wen Xiaoai didn't move his lips away when she spoke. As she spoke, their lips kept rubbing against each other.

Jun Moyan's whole body was hot, and a beast fire ignited in his eyes. The look in Wen Xiaoai's eyes was like a hunter's prey, and his heart was no longer as clear as before.

Because the two leaned too tightly, the tip of the nose was against the tip of the nose, and the lips were touching the lips, so even if Wen Xiaoai's heart was big, he felt the change of Jun Moyan.

Wen Xiaoai and Jun Moyan moved a little apart, looking at Jun Moyan, whose jaw was tight, his brows were slightly frowned, and Jun Moyan was short of breath.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable again?"

How come he is like this every time she kisses him.

"..." Jun Moyan looked at her without speaking.

"Jun Moyan? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Jun Moyan's face getting more and more ugly, Wen Xiaoai let go of the arms around his neck, and fell back on the bed, looking at him innocently and strangely.

But the two thin legs that hooked his waist forgot to retract.

Seeing Jun Moyan kept silent, just staring at her with such strange eyes, Wen Xiaoai suddenly became a little flustered somehow.

But soon, Wen Xiaoai was attracted by another thing about Jun Moyan.

Wen Xiaoai stared at Jun Moyan's neck, his eyes gradually changed from dazed, strange and helpless to curiosity and novelty.

She stretched out her little hand, and touched Jun Moyan's Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"what is this?"

Wen Xiaoai was so curious that he kept touching Jun Moyan's Adam's apple with his cool little hands.

Then he touched his neck again.

"Why don't I have this?"

She hadn't noticed the difference between the two before.

"Why is your bone protruding like this? You still have a long neck and still move. I can't catch it."

"...This is not a bone."

Jun Moyan, who was teased by Wen Xiaoai inadvertently touching the Adam's apple, became even more lustful, and his voice was somewhat depressed. However, Wen Xiaoai's obviously **** voice only heard gritted teeth.

"What happened to you?"

"Why do you seem unhappy every time I kiss you? I have never seen you smile."