I don’t know if it’s an illusion, Yu Yan always feels that this kiss seems to be a little different.

The man's aura was a little muddy, and he rolled her tongue out and pulled it out. Yu Yan was smoking, and his reason was swallowed up little by little like he was eroded.

In a hazy way, she opened her eyes, and there were eyelashes that were very close to her, with clear roots, long and upright.

I think it looks good after watching it a hundred times.

She thought in a daze, and the tip of her tongue was bitten mercilessly.

Yu Yan screamed softly in pain, and half of the voices were eaten into the mouth by another person.

Jiang Yujing raised his eyelashes, and a faint light surged from his dark eyes: "Don't call me."

The voice is hoarse and ambiguous, meaningful.

Yu Yan's face turned red suddenly, and his hand pressed against him and pushed the person away.

She sat on the bed, leaning back, her chest was undulating, her skirt was rushing up, and her white and tender thighs were exposed.

Jiang Yujing's dark eyes were deep, and he pursed his lips and pinched the edge of his thin nightgown skirt. He pulled down her skirt to cover the white and dazzling large white skin.

Yu Yan suddenly came back to his senses at this moment, and looked at his movements and felt upset.

She took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind, closed her eyes and opened them again.

The big eyes on the simple white face turned around, straightened up and changed positions, knelt on the bed, supported the bed with both hands, leaned forward, and his little head approached the man.

The collar of the pajamas swayed and drooped as she moved, and the white breasts and a beautiful gully were exposed in front of him.

Jiang Yujing looked at the woman who was clearly written from her behavior to her expression, "I'm just making trouble."

Her pink tongue stretched out a little, slowly licked her lower lip, and then bit her white teeth. Her voice was soft and light as a whisper: "Brother Jing, I love you."

Jiang Yujing's breathing was a little heavy, his nerves were tight, his cheeks moved slightly, and he grinded his back grooves.

I really want to press her on the bed and beat her up.

He got out of the Adam's apple: "You just want to make trouble today, right?"

Yu Yan blinked and explained the facts: "Your voice is so hoarse."

Jiang Yujing's jaw line was tightly tightened in restraint, his voice was low, with a clear warning: "Yu Yan."

She smiled, her eyes curled slightly: "Don't you?"

The woman was teasing one after another, and Jiang Yujing suppressed the dryness and narrowed her eyes.

Her eyes slowly moved down, and finally stopped somewhere with a strong suggestiveness: "Little Jingjing will cry when she meets a master like you."

What a fuck.

Who else is to be?

Yu Yan was still staring at the place where he lowered his eyes and shook his head, and then he was pulled into his arms and turned over. After a dizzy sound, the soft mattress trembled, and she was already lying flat on the bed.

Jiang Yujing's arms were supported by her ears, her black hair was hanging down, her eyes were deep under the dim light, and the dangerous and unfamiliar darkness was boiling.

The knees between her legs were kneeling, rubbing up inch by inch, slowly moving upwards, finally stopped, pressed against the nests of her legs, and pressed against the delicate skin through a thin layer of fabric, suggestively.

Yu Yan felt the unfamiliar pressure, his breathing suddenly stopped, his body was slightly stiff, his fingers holding the bed sheet tightened, and his eyelashes began to tremble unconsciously.

Jiang Yujing lowered her eyes and looked at her reaction and did not move anymore.

After a while, he sighed and leaned down with his upper body lowered.

Yu Yan bit his lips, trembling all over his body and closed his eyes tightly.

The soft touch gently fell between her eyebrows, and the breath was clean and restrained.

Yu Yan was stunned.

Jiang Yujing's voice was dull and terrifying: "No." The soft kiss went to the side of her eyebrows, and then kissed the corner of her eyes before raising her head, looking a little helpless, "You are too young."

“…”

What?

Yu Yan looked dull, subconsciously lowered his head, looked at his chest, raised his head, looked at him with a grievance: "I almost have C..."

“…”

Jiang Yujing was also stunned for a moment, then laughed silently, turned over and hugged her whole body in her arms: "No, I didn't say it was small there."

Yu Yan pillowed on his arm, looked at the Adam's apple that was close to him, and reacted, his face blushed a little: "Then your birthday has not yet passed, I am older than you, you have to call me sister."

He raised his eyebrows: "I'm 21 now."

She nodded and said she knew: "I'm 21, too."

Jiang Yujing forced himself to calm down the surging feeling in her body and touched her hair one after another: "So, after August's birthday, I'm 22."

Hey.

She raised her head, her legs moved, and just as she was about to speak, her knees pressed against something hard.

It also has some heat, penetrates the fabric, and irons her naked knees.

Yu Yan forgot all the words he was about to say, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at him blankly.

Jiang Yujing smiled and said, "Don't move around."

Yu Yan blinked, and his legs carefully and slowly retracted, and no one dared to move.

After quiet for a while, I couldn't help asking him: "Will it feel a little uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yujing said in his nose: "Yes, it's a little bit trying to bully you now."

Yu Yan blushed, lowered her eyelashes, and said in a small voice: "I didn't let it bully me, either."

After she said this, the man's body stiffened. After a long time, he sighed again: "But I don't want to." He kissed her and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll say it when you're ready."

Yu Yan wrinkled his nose, raised his little hand to wrap around his waist, and buried his head in the man's chest: "I'm ready, I'm just a little nervous..."

Jiang Yujing didn't say anything, just hugged her arm tightly.

Yu Yan still wanted to speak, but the cell phone next to the bed rang.

She blinked, retreated from his arms, held her body up and climbed over and sat on the bed to pick her up.

Yu Mian, who was next room, held her voice in a serious voice: "I'll look for SEER and let him answer the phone."

“…”

Yu Yan was speechless and glanced at the man next to her.

Jiang Yujing leaned on the side of the bed with one hand on his head and raised his eyebrows.

Yu Yan silently handed over the phone.

Jiang Yujing took the phone, but didn't know what Yu Mian said there. He responded, listened quietly for a while before hanging up the phone.

"What did he say to you?" Yu Yan was curious and asked him with his head tilted.

"Men's Secret." Jiang Yujing sat up with her lips curled up, leaned over and bit her lips, "Don't seduce me in bed next time."

Yu Yan bulged his cheeks and said, "Brother Jing, are you afraid?" She accused angrily, "You are just afraid that I will take you accountable."

Jiang Yujing bit Yin and smiled, raised his hand to knock on her little head: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll make you cry."

She curled her lips, watched the man stand up, tidied up her clothes, and looked down at her sitting on the bed: "I'm leaving."

Yu Yan watched his clothes tidy up, nodded, looked up seriously and said, "Do you know what you look like now, like the kind of prostitute who runs away after eating."

Jiang Yujing thought for a while, and seemed to think what she said made sense. He nodded and stood beside the bed and waved at her: "Come here."

Yu Yan knelt on the bed and rubbed over.

Jiang Yujing stretched out his long finger and helped her pull up the pajama strap that had slipped off her snow-white shoulders before continuing: "Extend your hand."

Yu Yan raised his arm.

Jiang Yujing held her wrist with one hand, turned it over, spread her palm upwards, and pinched a string of things out of the other hand, put it in the palm of her hand.

Yu Yan withdrew his hand and quietly lay a thin chain in his palm, with a small and delicate tail ring hanging on it, with broken diamonds embedded on it.

She raised her head and looked at him blankly with a small face.

A little cute.

Jiang Yujing licked the corner of her lower lip, couldn't help it, and reached out to pinch her face, which was still blushing, and chuckled: "Tip."

Yu Yan's face was pinched, and his voice was a little confused: "Is this silver or platinum? I don't want platinum."

Jiang Yujing: “…”

Although Yu Mian firmly called him out of Yu Yan's room and let him sleep with him, Jiang Yujingren left in the end.

Yu Mian took the people downstairs with her fearfulness. Jiang Yujing went out. He lay behind the door and watched him leave the yard. Then he closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to go upstairs.

As a result, as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Yu's mother standing at the bedroom door holding her arms and looking at him.

Yu Mian screamed, and she jumped up in fear.

Mother Yu: "What are you doing?"
To be continued...