The two fell into the soft sofa cushion together.

She was below, and the two of them were tightly opposed to each other, and he was above.

Almost the tip of the nose is close to the tip of the nose, and the softness on the chest is even more recklessly, causing the heartbeat to be completely out of control.

A closest pose.

...

Ye Li's eyes that killed the black were even more subtle. He just stared at him.

That look seemed to be able to swallow a person directly.

It makes people even afraid to look at it.

But who is Xuan Zhihuang? His exquisite phoenix eyes raised, and his smile became more and more charming. He had already hugged his neck while the twirl just now.

At this time, the fingertips of the fingers were still slashing through them as if nothing had happened. The thin layer of shirt fabric, the seductive touch...

Ye Li's eyelids thundered for a while!

...

"Brother, have you thought about it for five years?" Xuan Zhihuang smiled.

He rubbed his straight nose bridge and deliberately picked it up, poking it on his stiff spine.

On the ceiling, the dark orange dark warm light covered the sky and covered the sky.

Brush her charming and beautiful face inch by inch.

Especially the touch of the lips, it is round and soft, and it is charming...

Even the best painters in ancient times could not draw such a beautiful curve.

Beautiful to the whole country.

...

Obviously, he only drank half a glass of red wine just now, why did he feel drunk?

"Well..." Ye Li softened his mind for no reason, and his throat moved, and the rusty red lips raised very much.

In my mind, soft memories traced back to five years ago.

The night he left Berlin for Munich, in his bedroom, she was lying on his bed with her eyes hurt.

When he hugged her and said, "Wait until I'm back", the kiss that was too entangled...

The lights are lingering, the air is ambiguous.

The temperature under the fingertips is as hot as it is now.

Both of them had some clothes, no, and they were tidy, as if their skin was about to burn.

What's going on... is constantly fermenting.

Then, it became more and more intense.

It is at the end that it cannot be ignored or resisted at all.

...

It was not only Xuan Zhihuang, but Ye Li was also the first time. He had a reluctant experience of the word "leave", which was full of lingering in his chest.

More gentle.

In fact, at that time, he and she were both moved and fell in love.

Just like the words she said while biting the corner of his lips,

【No one is as good as me.】

He is the young master of night in F City, and there is also a hidden black *** identity behind him, the master of the Silver Pavilion. He would not have any kind of girl he wanted, but no one was as good as her, and he could not match the witch who completely caught his soul away that year in Berlin.

...

Thinking of this, Ye Li suddenly laughed softly, lingering between her clavicles exposed.

"I thought about it for five years..." There was an even more vague answer.

He confessed directly.

I really thought about it for five years. Now he doesn't think about it anymore. She answers whatever she asks.

Ye Li grabbed her lips and kissed her again, and the hoarse voice sounded a little lazy.

"If I hadn't gone to Munich that night, would our children all be able to make soy sauce?"

Xuan Zhihuang blinked,

"Thank you, I was only seventeen at that time."

"Well... underage." Ye Li's lips moved up again and kissed the tip of her nose. He paused for two seconds in his tone, and then carefully condensed her, "Then he's grown up now."
Chapter completed!