Based on her general impression, Lu Wanwan licked his lips with the tip of her tongue. It was soft and slightly cool.

She liked it, so she licked it again.

Han Jingmo's hands on her waist were getting tighter and tighter, and their bodies were pressed together seamlessly.

Lu Wanwan's thick eyelashes were long and curly, trembling slightly, leaving an itchy touch on his face.

Han Jingmo was unable to control himself because of her teasing, and he forcefully took the initiative, put one hand on the back of her head, and kissed her deeply.

When their tongues touched, and she felt the cool breath between his lips and teeth, Lu Wanwan's body trembled, and her tailbone was numb and numb. It was as if her whole body had lost its strength and she could only hang on him.

His other hand was caressing her waist gently, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. It seemed that she could feel the temperature of his hand through the fabric, which was so warm and seductive.

Everything was driven by him. Lu Wanwan was unwilling to fall behind and wanted to catch up. She pushed out with the tip of her tongue, but was greeted with an even more passionate kiss.

She had no power to resist and was completely defeated all the way, completely immersed in the whirlpool of lust, letting him do whatever he wanted.

She felt like a leaf, floating on the sea without a place to go, rising and falling with the waves.

The only thing that could save her was the warmth in her arms, and Han Jingmo.

Therefore, even though Lu Wanwan had lost her strength, she still hugged him tightly and stuck to him, with complete trust and entrustment.

The kiss ended.

Lu Wanwan's breathing was a little disordered, and a layer of mist was floating in her bright eyes. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, as if she cried because of being bullied by him.

Han Jingmo was moved and kissed her eyes.

Lu Wanwan also imitated and kissed him in the corner of the eyes. She couldn't lose.

Han Jingmo laughed softly: "Good boy."

Lu Wanwan hummed softly, the sound was as small as a kitten whimpering, and then kissed him in the corner of the eye: "You are also very good."

After saying that, she thought of the injury on his arm, and leaned over to take a look. Maybe as he said, he really knew his limits, so it was not a big deal.

Lu Wanwan took a deep breath, sniffed the fresh breath on his body, buried her head in his shoulder, and whispered: "I like you."

"Yeah."

"I said I like you." The voice was a little louder.

"I heard you."

"Then shouldn't you reciprocate by saying that I like you, too?" Lu Wanwan was dissatisfied.

"No." Han Jingmo looked at her sideways.

"Why?" Lu Wanwan raised her head and angrily hit him on the shoulder.

"You..." Han Jingmo immediately pulled her up and touched her forehead: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Wanwan glared at him and hit him on the chest again, with a muffled sound.

"Don't make trouble." Han Jingmo took a breath of cool air, pulled her up by the back of her collar, and rubbed her forehead with his palm.

Lu Wanwan slapped his hand away angrily.

Han Jingmo's eyes were filled with teasing: "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

"Ahhhhhhh!" Lu Wanwan covered her face in shame: "How can you do this!" Then she immediately put down her hand, leaned over to kiss him on the face, and looked at him expectantly.

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan urged: "Say it."

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows, and his slender fingers gently stroked her brow bone, his eyes full of seriousness and affection, his voice was soft, and his tone was firm: "I like you."

Lu Wanwan's heart throbbed, as if she had never seen him so gentle before, and leaned over to kiss his other cheek, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan urged again: "I still want to hear it."

"But I don't want to say it anymore."

"..." Mom was indifferent, not gentle at all, it was all fake! Fake!

Lu Wanwan stared at him with wide eyes.

Han Jingmo was indifferent, raised his wrist to check the time: "Are you going to bed?"

"No!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Stare at you!"

"..." Han Jingmo stood up, put one hand on her shoulder, and the other hand around her knees. Before she could react, he directly picked her up like a princess.

"Your hand, put me down!" Lu Wanwan hugged his neck to relieve the pressure on his right hand.

"You are not heavy at all." Han Jingmo said as he walked towards the bed.

Lu Wanwan was happy for a moment, but still said: "What if the wound splits open? Let me go."

"It won't split open."

"You really are..." Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes: "How did you know I liked you?"

"The first time you stayed at my house, I brought you pajamas, and your bathrobe got opened." Han Jingmo put her on the bed and leaned over to stare at her.

Lu Wanwan's face flushed. Not only did she kiss him for the first time that night, but she was also seen naked. She whispered: "I didn't like you at that time."

"I know." Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows: "Your reaction that time was different from your reaction two days ago."

Lu Wanwan was confused for a long time before she realized that the reaction he was talking about two days ago was when she fell asleep in the bathroom and was seen naked by him again.

The first reaction seemed to be an angry threat to him to forget about it.

The reaction two days ago was to explain to him that her body would become better...

"This, this, you can see it now?" Lu Wanwan's face was so hot that she could boil eggs.

"Consider the changes before and after." Voted for him in the favorite star poll, fought against haters for him, and most importantly, did not reject his intimate contact.

Lu Wanwan wanted to bury herself in the quilt.

Han Jing's dark eyes showed a faint smile: "Sleep?"

"Do you want to sleep with me?" This sentence was completely blurted out. Realizing what she said, Lu Wanwan felt a little ashamed no matter how thick-skinned she was.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is it okay?"

Lu Wanwan thought to herself, since I've been humiliated once, I don't care about being humiliated a second time. She nodded in a very consistent manner without saying one thing and thinking another.

Han Jingmo chuckled.

Lu Wanwan was worried: "Do you think I'm too bold?"

"No, it's very good."

"So you like this style."

"...Not really."

"The graceful style?"

"...Not bad either."

"Your taste is quite complicated." Lu Wanwan sighed.

"Because it's all you." Han Jingmo's voice was very soft, almost inaudible, but his eyes were always on her.

Lu Wanwan was startled, then grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and kissed him hard on the lips: "Go to sleep quickly, I'll show you my luminous watch!"

Han Jingmo: "..."

Then, he watched Lu Wanwan jump out of bed in a hurry, turn off the light, press him on the bed, and take out the watch breathlessly: "Look, it's really luminous!"

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan climbed up from him and looked at him in the dark with the help of the luminous light: "I'm not honest when I sleep, what if I press your arm? You should go back."

Han Jingmo: "..." It's definitely intentional! How can you tolerate this?