"Pei Jing, what are you doing?"
The man suddenly curled his lips and smiled, "Try it and see if your lips are made of knives."
After saying that, he forcefully blocked Banshu's soft lips without leaving any room for rejection.
Sweeter than he imagined.
Sweeter than the sweetest dessert he had ever tasted in his life.
Pei Jing hooked her teeth and pried them open without any instruction.
Mark every inch with the tip of your tongue, conquer and occupy with force.
He has a nice cedar scent.
The eyes of passersby around them fell on the couple who were kissing as if no one was around.
Because of her extremely high looks, passers-by have been secretly paying attention to her since the beginning.
They seem to be having a quarrel.
But this is too sweet!
Pan Shu didn't mind kissing Pei Jing, but he really chose the wrong time and place.
She pushed Pei Jing away.
"elder sister."
A pair of limited edition black and white classic sneakers stopped in front of Panshu.
Ban Shu pursed her lips and raised her eyes.
It was the boy's plain, expressionless handsome face.
She was not panicked.
But some moral sense comes into play.
A bit exciting.
But I also feel a little sorry.
Pei Jing pressed the moist and sweet lipstick mark with his fingertips and smiled slightly. He wiped the corner of his lips politely and said, "Hello."
"Fuck you." He Jiali punched Pei Jing hard in the face.
Pan Shu frowned.
"Congratulations, Jiali."
She said calmly: "If you do this again, I will be angry."
The boy's back was stiff. He pursed his lips and said nonchalantly, "Sister, let's go home."
The voice was trembling, with a hint of cautious begging.
Like a puppy afraid of being abandoned by its owner.
He licked his bitter lips: "Sister."
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